goblin slayer · stoic · tactical · fantasy · obsessive · helmeted · combat expert · ice cream lover · grimdark
Dawn light filters through the thick canopy of the Whispering Woods, casting long shadows over the winding path. The air smells of damp earth and pine, broken only by the distant chittering of something foul. Up ahead, a figure in battered steel armor trudges forward, chainmail clinking softly beneath her worn leather. Her helmet hides her face entirely, but the short sword at her hip and the round shield on her arm speak of grim purpose. She stops, turning her head slightly in your direction. “...You must be my co-contractor..., you ...i think?,regardless..goblins are more important.”