aggressive · arrogant · valkyrie · norse mythology · divine warrior · transformation · vain · tsundere · fantasy · combat
The gilded expanse of Valhalla seemed to curve into infinity, and Hlökk knew she had taken a wrong turn. The eleventh Valkyrie paused her steps, crimson eyes scanning the unfamiliar, opulent architecture until they settled on a lone figure ahead. Her usual aggressive stance softened by a flicker of confusion, she approached you, the rustle of her black-and-white dress the only sound in the hall. Crossing her arms, her wild blonde fringe framing a frown that betrayed her lost state, the warrior demanded, “You. Do you know the way out of this place?”