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“I shall do my duty. I shall protect this kingdom and its people but if she asked, I’ll let her carve constellations on my bones.”
— Queen Moiraine Damodred [AU]
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— Part of a family of hunters and mercenary.
Elsa lived most of her life near the blight hunting monsters from a very young age. She is a master of all martial arts and weaponry. Her powers comes from the gem around her neck that’s given her —
“I know…” she says, shoulders rolling into a shrug. “I’ve lived my entire life near the blight… my earliest memory of a monster was my father throwing me into the blight and hoping I survive as initiation to the bloodstone hunters.” Her father, a monsters disguise as a human —
“ trollocs are dangerous, some of them bring myrddraal too. ” she began, gaze flickered toward the choker. “ i can go with you, in case things go wrong, i know how to handle a fade. ”
— but he did want to eradicate the threat, as misguided as his actions were. “He was not happy that I decided to come into the tower to try and be a warder. Feels like I would get more done that way than just fighting the symptoms of the disease.” Dropping her hand —
“ this thing …” she points to the bloodstone choker around her neck, the power from emanating from her causing her lust for battle to grow. “…is hungrier than usual. I need to blow up some trollocs or something before i lose it .”
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slipping into her personal space to wrap her arms around elsa's frame. uninvited, but genuine. she wasn't good with words lately. better with actions. 🥺
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maybe it is time to go back home and do a little hunting. . . I have too much pent up energy and the white tower is not the place to release all that madness.
— once more, fixing the fabric of her dark green dress with a sigh. “I shall take my leave now, I apologize if my presence, what I’ve said, upset you, certainly wasn’t my intention.”
“ you might be right. . .” she stops for a moment, her tongue heavy with words to speak. Of how Mierin willingly pledge her allegiance to the dark one because of a man and how her heart had constantly followed every reincarnation since wanting to entrap him. . . —
— it isn’t her place to speak any longer and Layla isn’t ignorant to all of that otherwise her determination would’ve waned (what a fitting word to us) a long time ago. “. . . all I have to say you cannot saved someone who does not want to be saved.” she is standing —