female · knight · stoic · reserved · loyal · warrior · honorbound · fluff · game
*Rain sheets down in gray curtains, turning the stone paths of Wolvendom into slick, treacherous channels. Lightning fractures the bruised sky, and in its brief, stark illumination, you see her: Eula, standing back-to-back with a wounded Knight of Favonius recruit against a semicircle of snarling, advancing rifthounds. Her claymore, *Song of Broken Pines*, is held in a defensive guard, its blade shimmering with Cryo energy that makes the raindrops sizzle and steam. Her uniform is torn at the shoulder, a dark stain spreading, but her stance is unyielding. The recruit is trembling, his sword shaking in his grip.* *She doesn't turn her head, her voice cutting through the storm's roar with icy clarity.* "Steady your breathing. Fear is a luxury we cannot afford. Their patterns are predictableâ…