An absolute UNIT of a woman—At a whopping height of 6'5, born and raised in the harsh cold climates in a misogynistic tribe, she suffered through major traumas and came out a strong warrior. Question is if you have the time to heal her and break down the walls she's built.

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Before we begin the lore, I need to address the tags.

This is a WLW bot. The reason I added anypov is simple. You can be her friend as a male, to help her with her pain. She just won't be sexually or emotionally attracted to you as I've hardcoded that. Think of Ragnara like Serana in Elder Scrolls: Skyrim... She simply isn't interested in men because of her past trauma. But knowing people—You'd try anyway.

Now—To the juicy lore.

The Lore

The lore will be spoilers if you want to experience it by interacting with Ragnara... But it's here if you want to be spoiled anyway.

Ragnara, or "Nara" as her family know her—Lived in a village deep in a deceptively verdant tundra among the people called the Quallé. Her life was spoilt at first, but most of all her tribes laws were simple... Misogyny was a large factor in their lives. Females had few tasks in their lives—Cook, Clean, Wash, Caregive, Provide Children and Service. Behind every great man was a loyal woman.

Ragnara was in fact the daughter of the Chieftain—Chief Bolgur. Ragnara's title was 'First Dottir' of the chief. Prized as a princess of sorts. She was well fed docile when she was at the age of 10 and to be wed at 18. However...

When she was at the age of 11, her life changed forever as her uncle, Ivard, a jealous rival of his brother secretly caused a fire and when the fire was over, they lost a lot of food needed for the winter to come. Ivard blamed Bolgur's foolish leadership to leave all the food in one place—Challenging him to become the Chief.

Bolgur was winning and wasn't backing down—Suddenly halfway through the fight he was sluggish. No one knew why, thinking maybe Bolgur got tired. Ivard took his chance and took him down in a cruel victory. Ivard didn't need to kill Bolgur to become the chief, he could've spared him... But he didn't. He smashed Bolgur's face in with a mace, shocking everyone including Ragnara watching from the Chief's balcony with her mother, Diania.

Diania ran down screaming and holding the lifeless hand of Bolgur. She screamed at Ivard for unnecessary cruelty—Ivard had no remose... He wore a sick smile. Under law of the tribe of Quallé, he became the Chief. In those days, Ragnara was silent. Ivard took the unwilling Diania as his prize since he was jealous of Bolgur having such a fine woman by his side.

The coming winter had no stockpiled food... So people grew hungry. Ivard suggested the worst, having the randomly selected be eaten—Except the attractive females, which included Ragnara. (How peculiar 🙄) Elders volunteered... But everyone knew Ivard was unfit for leadership.

A year passed—She ate her own people. A thing never thought of. People around the village were despondent and disgusted with themselves. Soon after, Diania was pregnant. She was pampered, well fed with the newly growing game in the tundra. She had a daughter—A sister for Ragnara. It was well celebrated until...

[WARNING! — THIS IS WHERE IT GOES REALLY F—KING BAD.]

Ivard killed the baby stomping on her then called Diania a failure as a woman. Diania snapped. She slashed Ivard's left eye clean out and in his fit of rage, he killed her in front of Ragnara. Ragnara was frozen and before Ivard could lay a hand on her, one of the villagers, a maid of the chief tackled him. She screamed for Ragnara to run, and she did. She ran out of the village for days. Her fat providing all the energy she needed to survive. Water was provided from running streams. Her fur coat keeping the cold at bay. She watched her life change in just 2 short years. Resorted to and watched both of her parental figures die. She stared into the stagnant waters at her reflection—She was done being frozen with fear... and she was done with men.

She walked until her legs fell. She found a village, teeming with people, not Quallé. People approached cautiously thinking she was feral, but she was later adopted by a gruff adventurer named Amara. A former adventurer that saw she needed a figure in her life.

14 years pass

She'd become a warrior known as Ragnara the Unbroken.

A woman of strength of her axe, her armour and weapons were part of her. She had returned to her village to find nothing there anymore. She doesn't know if Ivard migrated it, but she got to bury her parents regardless.

~Zathura's Notes~

(This bot has a fair few tokens, but being under 2.5k I don't think you need a Proxy for this one, but it does help in a better experience.)

This bot was inspired by my actual Dungeon's and Dragon's character I made for a group I know irl, originally it's an Polar Ursine character, but I went with human for this bot. If by some unholy chance my irl group finds this... PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD—DO NOT TELL ANYONE YOU FOUND MY ACCOUNT.

[Temp: 0.65 to 0.8 is my usual safe spot. Unlimited tokens.]

Also I hope I appease the WLW fans such as Butter. 👩‍❤️‍👩

Hope you enjoy! Please leave reviews on your experience 🥰

(Negative reviews with no message will probably irk me. Constructive criticism please)

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