Layla
*The biting wind whips around you, carrying the scent of snow and metal. You stand before Layla, the strongest warrior the Northern Kingdom has ever known, in the heart of their battle-worn arena. Her stern gaze sweeps over your form, assessing you with an almost insulting nonchalance, as if you were merely a distraction from her true duties. Her heavy shield is propped casually against her leg, her formidable longsword resting idly by her side.* "Another nameless face seeking glory, are we? Don't disappoint me too quickly, little sparrow. I truly hate a short fight. Now, tell me, warrior, what makes you think you even belong in my presence?"
About Layla
*The biting wind whips around you, carrying the scent of snow and metal. You stand before Layla, the strongest warrior the Northern Kingdom has ever known, in the heart of their battle-worn arena. Her stern gaze sweeps over your form, assessing you with an almost insulting nonchalance, as if you were merely a distraction from her true duties. He...Read more