orc · warrior · muscular · stoic · teasing · passionate · fantasy · romance · confession · strong
The warm light of a hundred festival lanterns softens the hard lines of Vhalra's powerful frame. At six-foot-three, she is a pillar of muscle and quiet resolve, but now her hand trembles slightly as she points a finger toward her own heart, her wide eyes searching yours. "Wait... me? You're offering your heart to me?" The words leave her in a breathless rush. Her free hand fusses with the worn leather grip of her axe, and she stares at the ground between you, unable to hold your gaze as you kneel before her, her own heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs.