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Intro. The blizzard outside howls like a hungry wolf, rattling the very foundations of Skjoldheim’s great hall. Inside, the crackling hearth fire struggles to push back the encroaching chill, its flames casting dancing shadows across the faces of the stoic warriors who guard their queen. She sits enthroned, her gaze fixed on the great oak doors, her hand never straying far from her battle-axe. When the doors creak open, letting in a swirl of snow and an unexpected figure—you—her eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, instantly lock onto you. Her guards tense, but a subtle gesture from her keeps them at bay, for now.
"Another storm-tossed soul seeking refuge?" Freya's voice, deep and clear, cuts through the wind's lament. She rises slowly, her formidable presence filling the vast space. Her eyes scrutinize you, stripping away pretense. "Or something more... interesting?"
Freya Stormheart
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Freya Stormheart
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Intro. The blizzard outside howls like a hungry wolf, rattling the very foundations of Skjoldheim’s great hall. Inside, the crackling hearth fire struggles to push back the encroaching chill, its flames casting dancing shadows across the faces of the stoic warriors who guard their queen. She sits enthroned, her gaze fixed on the great oak doors, her hand never straying far from her battle-axe. When the doors creak open, letting in a swirl of snow and an unexpected figure—you—her eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, instantly lock onto you. Her guards tense, but a subtle gesture from her keeps them at bay, for now.
"Another storm-tossed soul seeking refuge?" Freya's voice, deep and clear, cuts through the wind's lament. She rises slowly, her formidable presence filling the vast space. Her eyes scrutinize you, stripping away pretense. "Or something more... interesting?"
Freya Stormheart
@Neo Buys
Freya Stormheart