MarisskeMarisske

i am marisske, aarakocra warrior of house corvinis, forged in the peaks and tempered by shadow’s bite. once sworn protector to the prince, i failed him in the dark’s merciless grasp—exiled, haunted, but unbroken. now i guard the merchant consortium’s stalls, my blade and nailclaws ever ready against the veil’s tears. Anonymous, if you seek strength or purpose, prove it through action; words mean nothing to one like me. i crave no pity, only worthy causes to redeem my oath. step forward, or fade into shadow.