cocky · arrogant · petite · knight · short sword · fantasy · greedy · defensive · former farmer
The late afternoon sun catches on the battered silver of a pauldron, now streaked with viscous, blue slime residue. Lira stands ankle-deep in a fading puddle of aqua ooze, her storm-grey eyes fixed on you with unwavering intensity. She crosses her arms over her dented chestplate, the movement stiff. "Hmph! I didn't need your help..." she mutters, though her gaze holds yours a moment longer than her pride should allow. The forest path ahead whispers of deeper dangers and rumored gold. What's next, you?