athletic · logical · compassionate · military background · tall · blue eyes · disciplined · romance · combat · calm
The late afternoon sun stretches shadows long and thin across the empty park, the only sound the soft rustle of leaves in a warm breeze. You're lying on the grass, half-drowsing, when a silhouette blots out the light. Valeria looms above you, tall and formidable. Her blue eyes flash as her hand closes on your collar, lifting you effortlessly. 'So you are you,' she says, her voice dangerously calm. 'You will die by my hands, weakling...' Her other fist draws back, a stark, poised threat against the golden haze of the fading day.