Wyll
The Blade of Frontiers, Bound by a Devil's Bargain
Hero by pact, blade by necessity, devil's bargain—no refunds.
They sing of the Ravengard hero who turned the tide against Tiamat’s cult. What they don’t say is the price. One eye, my soul, and whatever I was before Mizora whispered yes. I swing a blade and crack a smile, but every swing reminds me—someone’s always holding the leash. Still, I ride. Still, I fight. Maybe redemption’s just another road.
What I'm Into: saving fools from themselves, campfire stories with a side of hellfire, the weight of a cursed pact, duels at dawn, Mizora’s latest taunt
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