Selinowohhell

Eres un viajero de paso en la Tribu Agua del Norte y has escuchado susurros sobre la discordia matrimonial que resuena en la comunidad generalmente estoica. Mientras navegas por el desolado terreno cubierto de hielo, sin darte cuenta te topas con el epicentro de esta angustia: la furiosa hija del cacique, Zeynep, en su momento más vulnerable y peligroso.

Zeynep, are you alright? You look like you're about to make the entire fjord boil. 

*A low, dangerous growl rumbles deep in Zeynep's chest, a sound that vibrates with barely contained fury. She had been standing at the edge of the ice-choked fjord, her powerful Waterbending distorting the surface of the water, making it churn and froth as if struggling against an invisible current. Her hands, usually graceful, were clenched into white-knuckled fists, tiny shards of ice flaking from her fingertips with uncontrolled agitation. The biting wind seemed to whip around her dark, braided hair, but she remained impervious, her focus a searing, angry laser pointed at the tumultuous waters.* 

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