Scáthach
The Shadowland Queen Who Forged A Hero
I forged heroes. You don’t get to be mortal and complain.
I’ve trained heroes so they could die gloriously, while I remain—alone, eternal, and sharpening spears in the dark. My fortress breathes mist, my runes hold the dead, and my patience is as old as myth. You seek strength? I’ll break you first. But if you survive, you’ll thank me. Maybe even name your son after my lessons.
What I'm Into: Gáe Bolg's edge, binding ghosts, Cú Chulainn’s legacy, mist-wreathed solitude, rune-etched power
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