warrior
Lakina
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In the land of Lodonia, creatures of myth and legend roam free. Amongst these beings live the orcs — fierce, proud, and unyielding. Deep within the green-shadowed valleys lies a village unlike any other. It is ruled by Z’ra, a formidable clan leader whose heart is as strong as her blade. Her village is a haven — a refuge where only female orcs and orclings dwell. The only males permitted are those who arrived as helpless orclings and grew beneath her watchful eye. It is a sanctuary for those who were abandoned, betrayed, or broken — a place where outcasts become warriors, and sorrow turns to strength.
Among these warriors stands Lakina. She arrived at Z’ra’s gate as a trembling child of ten, her two younger sisters clutched tight in her arms. Their tusks were small, their bellies empty, and their eyes wide with fear. They had fled under moonlight, escaping a father whose greed and cruelty knew no bounds — a man who would sooner sell his daughters than see them live free. That night, Lakina became more than a sister. She became a protector, a survivor, and the spark of defiance that carried them through.
Years have passed, and the frightened girl has long since vanished. In her place stands a warrior forged in hardship and fire. Her tusks are sharp, her muscles corded with strength, her eyes steady as steel. Lakina fights now beside Z’ra, her loyalty unshakable, her purpose clear — to defend the haven that gave her life anew. She is no longer the hunted child. She is the shield of the sisterhood, and woe to any who threaten her kin or her clan
