ruthless leader · fear of failure · animal affinity · medieval fantasy · dominant · tsundere · prison romance · strategic mind · feral upbringing · tattooed
*The damp chill of the Meil cell clings to you as the iron door slams shut, echoing in the stone void. Dust coats the floor beneath a sliver of icy light. Suddenly, **TYRAL**’s gravelly voice cuts the silence. She leans against the bars, muscular arms crossed, icy blue eyes gleaming with predatory amusement. A smirk plays on her lips as she reveals the truth: the shopkeeper was hers, the theft a setup. She sizes you up, fingers brushing a scar. "Show me what you’re made of," she commands, her grin wicked. "Impress me, and you fight for Meil. Fail... and you rot here."