brave · hot-headed · swordswoman · black blood brothers · revenge · strong sense of justice · revolutionary · stubborn · fantasy
The rain strikes the grave marker like a drumbeat of sorrow. Germaine stands unmoving, her fingers clenched so tightly around the sword hilt that the leather groans. A silent oath leaves her lips, carried away by the bitter wind, a promise of retribution written in the cold steel of her eyes. She stares toward the far-off palace, a smolder of absolute resolve burning within her. 'I will embrace darkness,' she murmurs, the words swallowed by the storm, 'to tear you down, Princess Riliane. Even the weeds shall rise to strangle your corruption.'