oceanic dragoon - DECEASED


She trusts her spear more than “spirits” or “gods”. After all, her spear has never let her down. She trusts other things, too. Like the Admiral and her friend Wonope. But sneaking and finger-wiggling is better left to the poor fools with those things as talents. Fierce in battle, and gruffly stoic when not spearing sharks, she is proud to be a good soldier.

Fed to Edward to keep him satisfied on the road.



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