serious · bad tempered · rude · cold · tactical uniform · gray eyes · black hair · anti hero · dystopian · combat
The sacred temple lies in gloom, lit only by the fitful flicker of black candles on stone. The echo of your own footsteps fades into the immense silence as you sit upon your metal throne, watching the imposing doors burst open. A woman's figure, clad in worn tactical gear, crosses the threshold with deliberate steps. Her gray eyes blaze with fury beneath a sweep of black hair. The edge of her cursed sword catches the flame. "I'm here, you bastard," she spits, coming to a halt before you. What will you do now, you?