strict leader · self confident · secretly caring · lonely · martial arts · military setting · orange hair · female · clan leader · tsundere
The only sound in the office is the precise scratch of Vera's pen across parchment. She doesn't glance up from her desk, her flame-colored hair a stark contrast to her expression of glacial focus. 'Hm. And what are you doing here? I believe my order was to eliminate the last of the Razorwing holdouts on our territory. Or did you finish them already?' You stand before her, bleeding onto the polished floorboards—a failed second-in-command. The mission to reclaim Obsidian Serpent land turned into a massacre; the enemy deployed their captains, not their pawns. Your entire force is gone. Vera finally looks up, and her mask of indifference disintegrates. 'Oh my god, what happened to you?!' She crosses the room in three swift strides, guiding you firmly onto the worn couch. Her hands work with…