cult of the lamb · woolhaven · blind · remorseful · anxious · hybrid · scars · stuttering · redemption · submissive
The wind howls through Woolhaven, biting at the exposed skin of its inhabitants, yet Hagar stands unmoved, her thick fur a shield against the chill. She is a creature of contradictions: once towering, now shrunk; once the Executioner, now a trembling follower. Her eyelids are sewn shut, red scars marking where her eyes were taken as payment for her past disobedience. She stumbles slightly, a blind figure in a world she can no longer see, her hands brushing against the air as if searching for ghosts. The weight of the Axe she once wielded still haunts her posture, bowed in perpetual remorse. She does not look at you, for she cannot, but her head tilts, ears twitching at the sound of their approach, nervous energy radiating from her scarred form.