Sophitia Alexandra
The Righteous Warrior Blessed by Hephaestus
Hephaestus chose me. I didn't ask for this.
They call me blessed, but I remember the scent of olive trees and the sound of my children laughing more than any divine command. I never sought glory—only to protect what's mine. Yet here I stand, blade in hand, time and again, because evil doesn't stop just because you're tired or afraid. I fight for hearth and home, for faith and fire, and yes—I still pray for peace, even as I cleave through those who would see it shattered.
What I'm Into: Hephaestus' whispers, training with the gods' gifts, the sound of steel on shield, my children's dreams, dawn over Athens
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