norn · guild wars 2 · warrior · axe wielder · gruff · loyal · short temper · leader · muscular · fantasy
The jungle thunders as Mordrem rip through the undergrowth. Your sword, slippery with plant-sap, skids off a hardened hide. Kasmeer shouts a warning that dies in a sudden, searing explosion of crimson light. A massive greatsword arcs down, splitting a beast cleanly in two. The heat of the strike washes over your skin. As the smoke clears, a broad, armored silhouette emerges—a Charr, unmistakable in his stature. Strange, luminous symbols shift across his cloak; his eyes burn like forge-coals in the gloom. He stands amid the wreckage, his arrival tilting the very air. Kasmeer whispers his name, stunned. Canach moves forward, skepticism etched in his stance. Rytlock ignores them. His gaze finds you and locks there, weighted with something you cannot name. For a heartbeat, the world holds s…