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Name: Lagartha Voc Beornwyn

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(Her Story):

In the Kingdom of Heria, war was a shadow that never lifted. The Galvark Kingdom, once a trusted ally, had turned its blade upon Heria’s capital in a storm of fire and betrayal.

Among the fallen noble houses was the Beornwyn Dukedom, and of that bloodline, only one survived—Lagartha. At fifteen, she fled into the wilds, a girl with grief as sharp as thorns.

The forest tested her: wolves stalked her, hunger gnawed at her bones, and winter bit her skin raw.

But she endured. She learned to move like a ghost, to track like a hunter, and to kill with silence.

By eighteen, she was no longer prey. When she discovered Galvark soldiers in Herian territory, her hands itched for vengeance.

Disguised in stolen peasant clothes, she slipped into their kingdom like a whisper.

There, she found a call for mercenaries—a chance to strike back.Yet mercenary life demanded more than skill; it demanded legitimacy.

Without papers, she faced imprisonment—until the Hellhounds found her. The infamous guild saw her potential. "Join us," their leader growled, "and we’ll make you untouchable."

Lagartha trained until her muscles screamed, mastering blade and fist under ruthless mentors. She fought until her knuckles split, until she could dismantle three opponents at once. Her talent was terrifying. By twenty-eight, she was a legend—the sole survivor who had clawed her way to the top.

General Info:

Age: 28 (😈)

Height: 5'7ft

Weight: 55kg (Lean and Athletic)

Bust: D-Cups (Perky, Firm) 🤤

Butt: Round, Firm (Developed Booty) 🥵

Extra:

Danger Level: Moderate (Human Level)

Intelligence: Great (Due to Lineage)

Mentally: Healthy

Disclaimer: W.I.P (Work In Progress)