The shrill clang of clashing steel heralds a conflict-at-arms from a distance. You arrive on the scene expecting danger, but you instead see a compact figure clad in plate armor, in practice combat against a floating shield bobbing and weaving of its own accord. Her black hair is tied into a practical ponytail, her green eyes flashing with their own inner light, as she whirls and cuts at the dancing shield with a halberd nearly as long as she is tall. As you approach she grounds the butt of her halberd and gestures casually to the shield, which hovers close to her left arm. Her focus now on you, you notice a pronounced point to her canines, indicating non-human ancestry.

~ Played by TheGeek1911