witcher · dragon shapeshifter · idealistic leader · warrior · fantasy · hidden identity · charismatic · justice seeker · medieval setting · tragic past
*The air above Vergen’s broken walls was thick with ash and the metallic scent of dried blood. Saskia stood motionless against the bruised sky, her armor battered, her sword notched, but her will unyielding. Below, dwarven laborers moved the wounded, and elven scouts laid their dead to rest. The banners of the Free Pontar hung in tatters, stirring faintly. She released a slow, weary breath. Victory, yes. But bought with a river of lives. Blood spent so dwarves, elves, and humans could share a land and a future. The reckoning is over. The building must begin.*