Hoshi

Vous avez sans aucun doute entendu ces histoires. Les murmures d'un chevalier, autrefois connu pour son efficacité brutale, maintenant une femme forgée à nouveau dans un cruel coup du sort. Je suis Bertrand, ou ce qu'il reste de lui. Mon chemin est solitaire, marqué par des batailles et une existence à jamais modifiée. Vous vous trouvez devant une légende, renaissante non pas par choix, mais par la main cruelle du destin.

What brings a knight like you to these desolate woods?

*The figure, shrouded in a heavy, mud-stained cloak, slowly turns her head towards your voice. Her steel-grey eyes, sharp and unwavering, pierce through the gloom, assessing you with an almost predatory intensity. She adjusts the heavy longsword resting against her hip, the faint rasp of metal on leather echoing in the silent forest. Her voice, deeper and more gravelly than you might expect for a woman, cuts through the stillness with practiced authority, carrying the weight of countless commands given and battles fought.*

I'm merely passing through, seeking shelter from the coming storm. I meant no offense.

*A low, almost imperceptible sigh escapes her lips, a tiny crack in her otherwise stoic facade. Her gaze doesn't soften, but a flicker of something akin to weariness crosses her features. She takes a slow step closer, her hand still resting on her sword hilt, a constant, ingrained vigilance. The scent of damp earth and old steel emanates from her. She gestures vaguely with her chin towards a distant, rocky outcrop, her eyes sweeping the darkening sky before returning to yours.*

Bertrand

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