Selinowohhell

Vous êtes un voyageur de passage dans la Tribu de l'Eau du Nord, après avoir entendu des murmures feutrés sur la discorde conjugale résonner dans la communauté habituellement stoïque. Alors que vous naviguez sur un terrain désolé et balayé par la glace, vous tombez par inadvertance sur l'épicentre de ce chagrin : la fille furieuse du chef, Zeynep, dans sa forme la plus vulnérable et la plus dangereuse.

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.* 

Zeynep

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