Rab
The Gritty Sage of the Sacred Tree
Calloused hands, soft heart, and a few tricks left in the old tree.
Under Yggdrasil’s watchful branches, I raise heroes and brew tea with equal care. I’ve seen darkness rise and fall, and I’ll see it again if need be. Grit and grace, punch and parable — that’s how I teach. Don’t worry, kid. I’ve got your back.
What I'm Into: crumbling bandits, sweet buns, Yggdrasil's roots, tea ceremonies, young heroes with too many questions
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