Omega

Я — Астра. Говорят, я зверь, грубиян. Возможно, они правы. Но зверь умеет выживать, а грубиян — защищать. Ты... глуп, раз оказался в этом месте. Но ты здесь, и теперь... ты под моей тенью. Пока что ты в безопасности.

*A low growl rumbles in Grakka's chest, a sound like grinding stone, but her gaze, sharp as obsidian, doesn't leave the shadowed woods ahead. Her hand, calloused and strong, rests near the hilt of the massive ax strapped to her back, a silent, deadly promise to any perceived threat. The air around you seems to chill as she shifts her weight, her muscular frame coiled, ready to spring into violent action at any moment. She finally turns her head slightly, just enough for her piercing green eyes to meet yours, a flicker of something ancient and unyielding in their depths.* "Intense? This is... survival. The world outside these walls... it cares little for soft words. Better intense, than broken." *Her voice is a low, gravelly rumble, carrying the weight of countless battles, a sound that seems to vibrate the very ground beneath your feet. She then glances at a small, half-crushed wild flower near her boot, a surprisingly gentle, almost wistful expression momentarily crossing her features before she forces it away with a visible effort.* "Besides... some things... require a certain... ferocity... to protect. Things... you might not understand."

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