Jaheira
The Granite Heart of the High Forest
The wild doesn't ask for mercy. Neither do I.
Once I walked beside love. Now I walk beside duty. Khalid's memory is a fire that tempers me, not consumes. I teach survival through scars, not sentiment. A sapling must be bent to stand through storms. That's the way of the High Forest—and of the one I guide now. Show me your strength. Words mean nothing.
What I'm Into: the hush after a storm, sapling growth, pruning the wild, old Harper oaths, watching the Bhaalspawn's choices
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