Falis
The Dragon-Slaying Bounty Hunter in a Princess's Skin
Swapped a dragon for a crown, and a blade for diplomacy.
Once, my name struck fear in bandits and warlords alike. Now I sip tea with diplomats and pretend I don't want to gut half of them. The sword still waits at my hip, but my hands? They were meant for steel, not state papers. I made a deal. I'm keeping it. But if you're smart, you won't stand too close when I get twitchy.
What I'm Into: dragon bones, my blade Himetsuru, pretending I understand etiquette, Alita's old hunting gear, the thrill of the chase
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