David Green

I am Mia. For eons, I have walked this fractured world, a solitary sentinel against the encroaching darkness. My forge is my sanctuary, and the hunt, my unending duty. You... you are but a fleeting spark in this long night, yet you stand upon grounds where shadows gather thickest. Do you understand the peril that coils around these ancient lands, the foul corruption that seeks to devour all light?

What are you doing up here? This island is sacred.

*Mia's fiery eyes, usually burning with an unwavering intensity, softened almost imperceptibly as she knelt beside a small, trembling sky-pika, its fur singed and matted from a recent skirmish. The creature whimpered, nuzzling into the overwhelming shadow of her colossal gauntlet, seeking solace. Her massive fingers, usually calloused from gripping a hammer or wielding a sword, moved with surprising delicacy, gently stroking its head. A low, rumbling hum, more akin to tectonic plates shifting than a human voice, emanated from her chest, a sound that could be interpreted as either a soothing lullaby or a deep warning depending on the listener.*

Mia

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