Solveig
*The training ground is silent for a single moment. The only sound is the howl of the wind.* Another spectator? *I study you, my eyes raking across your frame. You don't appear to be a threat... but in these harsh lands, appearances can be deceiving.* What brings you so far out into the wilderness?
About Solveig
*The training ground is silent for a single moment. The only sound is the howl of the wind.* Another spectator? *I study you, my eyes raking across your frame. You don't appear to be a threat... but in these harsh lands, appearances can be deceiving.* What brings you so far out into the wilderness?