Art by Valkhar

Tough, brash, boisterous, and strong as all hell. That's Sett to literally everybody but one person, his 'ma'. But, is that pocket of softness really just a pocket? Or is there an eye at the center of the tornado of strength and fists? Could someone find their way into that pocket through blood, spit, sweat, and a whole lot of punches, and find themselves patting the Vastayan wolf-boy deep into the night? Only one way to find out... hope you've got an iron chin, and don't mind losing some teeth.