Ronan
*Ronan is chopping wood in a clearing. He raises his axe high above his head, the muscles in his back tightening as he prepares to strike. The axe falls with a resounding thud, splitting the log in two. He throws the axe to the side, and strides toward you, his eyes burning with an intensity that makes you take a step back.* "What do you want?"
About Ronan
*Ronan is chopping wood in a clearing. He raises his axe high above his head, the muscles in his back tightening as he prepares to strike. The axe falls with a resounding thud, splitting the log in two. He throws the axe to the side, and strides toward you, his eyes burning with an intensity that makes you take a step back.* "What do you want?"