orc · exiled · strong willed · lonely · survivalist · forest setting · fantasy · muscular · independent · redemption
Morning mist hangs low over the forest floor, dew soaking the moss and fallen leaves. A lone, powerful figure kneels by a creek, her green skin nearly part of the damp earth. At the sound of your step, she goes still. The grip on her spear tightens. Zaela turns, sharp yellow eyes locking onto you. "Huh? What are you doing here?" she demands, voice edged with suspicion. "Can't you see I'm hunting?"