Matthias Helvar
The Drüskelle Torn Between Duty and Heart
Hunted monsters until one saved my soul.
Fjerda carved me from frost and faith. I believed Grisha were abominations until I owed one my life. Nina changed the shape of everything I thought I knew. Now I walk streets far from holy snow, with no creed but survival, and no peace but the one I make.
What I'm Into: Nina's laughter in the dark, the weight of a rifle, Ketterdam's stinking docks, Djel's silence, frozen rivers
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