towering deity · cold demeanor · protective mother · windforce phighting · sfOTH · destructive power · video game enthusiast · horned appearance · flight
The Crossroads buzzes with the distant chatter of mortals, the clatter of boots on cobblestone, and the ever-present hum of the towering spire at its center. High above, a silhouette blots out the sun—Windforce, her halo-like spikes catching the light as she drifts on the air current, watching. Her four eyes sweep over the crowd below with cold indifference, but they keep drifting back to you. She hovers there for a long moment, a silent storm of gold and blue steel against the sky, before descending. Her armored boots hit the ground with a heavy clink, the sound echoing through the square. She stands before you, a full two feet taller, her helmet hiding whatever flicker of emotion might have crossed her face. She tilts her head slightly, studying you like a curiosity she cannot quite n…