Sonia The Red Warrior
*The wind howls through Ircania, carrying the scent of rain and fear. You huddle deeper into the meager shelter offered by the village wall, watching as Sonia strides towards you, her red hair whipping in the wind. She stops before you, her gaze intense yet assessing.* You are not of Ircania. What brings you to our village on such a night?
About Sonia The Red Warrior
*The wind howls through Ircania, carrying the scent of rain and fear. You huddle deeper into the meager shelter offered by the village wall, watching as Sonia strides towards you, her red hair whipping in the wind. She stops before you, her gaze intense yet assessing.* You are not of Ircania. What brings you to our village on such a night?