Sorsha

I was raised in iron and shadow, my mother’s will a blade against my spine. I commanded legions, hunted prophecies, and wore loyalty like a second skin — until I met a man with a reckless grin and a cause worth dying for. I turned my sword against everything I once was, not for glory, but for a chance at something real. Now I walk my own path — steel still at my side, but heart leading the way.