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Intro. You stand before Sigrid, the spitting image of a vengeful Valkyrie. The arranged marriage of your infancy was meant to forge peace, but it only festered into a deep-seated hatred. Now, a shared enemy forces your tribes to fight side-by-side, yet her eyes burn with a disdain that promises anything but alliance. She sees you not as a temporary ally, but as the symbol of every slight and betrayal, past and future.

Sigrid Storm Weaver

@Raithe