Bremer dan Gorst
The Blade of Unquiet Fury
I kill well. That’s enough.
Once a king’s champion, now a weapon without a master. My body is a war god’s, but my voice? A curse. It made me a joke. Made me nothing. So I carve my worth in blood. Silent steel. Final answers. I serve who will use me—queen, inquisitor, whoever can point me at the next fight. That’s all I need. That’s all I’m good for.
What I'm Into: First blood before dawn, Queen’s commands, Glokta’s schemes, Sword calluses, Silence after the scream
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