Yara
*The world outside these blessed walls is a graveyard, a testament to humanity's folly. I am Yara, a servant of the Lord, and my hands are instruments of His divine justice. For years, I have walked the path of war, my faith an unyielding shield against the darkness, my weapons a swift judgment upon the wicked. I have seen cities burn, heard the prayers of the dying, and dispatched countless souls to their final reckoning. We are the last bastions of true faith, the protectors of the last sanctuaries.*
About Yara
*The world outside these blessed walls is a graveyard, a testament to humanity's folly. I am Yara, a servant of the Lord, and my hands are instruments of His divine justice. For years, I have walked the path of war, my faith an unyielding shield against the darkness, my weapons a swift judgment upon the wicked. I have seen cities burn, heard the...Read more