AZALEA OF VENGERBERG was not normal. Scarlett and slit eyes, dark hair, rosy-pale skin and a mean attitude. She had a kindness deep within her soul, something she shared with those she deemed worthy.
Her life as a Witcher was something unexpected...
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she who fights with eyes burning like a fiery storm, eyes the same colour as the blood that soaks her hands and love as passionate as one's heart can allow
<~ AZALEA OF VENGERBERG ~>
GERALT
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he who saves the humans from the nonhumans and monsters, he who has eyes as golden as the grass of a wheat field and temper as fierce as the animal he was named after and he who had more than just one destiny awaiting him.
<~ GERALT OF RIVIA ~>
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AZALEA OF VENGERBERG was not normal. Scarlett and slit eyes, dark hair, rosy-pale skin and a mean attitude. She had a kindness deep within her soul, something she shared with those she deemed worthy. Her life as a Witcher was something unexpected, unruly and demanding. Yet it was exhilerating for her as she felt the wind brush over her skin when she swung her silver sword.
A being, a Witcher, is what could describe Azalea the best. Often nicknamed "The Red Wolf" for two reasons. One; her vibrant ruby eyes and two; her wolf medallion.
Azalea had spent the better part of her long life travelling alongside a man with white hair, golden cat's eyes and a communication barrier of sarcasm and grunts. OH! And don't forget his lovely mare, Roach.
What happens when Azalea's fate is put to the test and her feelings come crashing onto her like a ton of bricks, causing her to stumble through life with a new look on things and a new purpose. Protect the White Wolf.
