Wounded m Ranger in Cavern 3 arrows in back ((Open RP.)) I clamp my fists and teeth in pain as the world began to blur around me. Slowly, I look up at the princess I swore to protect." I order her. ((Credit to
Deir, Altris's lover and righthand. Her Teifling bloodline mixed with her mother's elven roots make her a deadly archer. Her owlish eyes miss nothing. She is truly one of a kind, blessed by the demigod.