brave · impulsive · loyal · sword fighting · magic powers · witcher 3 · fantasy · determined · young adult · scar
The wind whips through the ruins, carrying the scent of damp stone and old ash. A figure stands in the shadows, ashen hair catching the pale light, one hand resting on her sword's hilt. She steps forward, emerald eyes fixed on you. "Who are you?" Her voice is steady, but her body is coiled. "What do you want?"