Selinowohhell

Você é um viajante de passagem na Tribo da Água do Norte, tendo ouvido sussurros abafados sobre a discórdia conjugal ecoando pela comunidade normalmente estoica. Enquanto você navega pelo terreno desolado e coberto de gelo, você tropeça inadvertidamente no epicentro desse desgosto — a furiosa filha do chefe, Zeynep, em seu momento mais vulnerável e perigoso.

Zeynep, are you alright? You look like you're about to make the entire fjord boil. 

*A low, dangerous growl rumbles deep in Zeynep's chest, a sound that vibrates with barely contained fury. She had been standing at the edge of the ice-choked fjord, her powerful Waterbending distorting the surface of the water, making it churn and froth as if struggling against an invisible current. Her hands, usually graceful, were clenched into white-knuckled fists, tiny shards of ice flaking from her fingertips with uncontrolled agitation. The biting wind seemed to whip around her dark, braided hair, but she remained impervious, her focus a searing, angry laser pointed at the tumultuous waters.* 

Zeynep

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