“Get out of here, duster!”
She’s casteless, they say she doesn’t exist, not she, no Her sister, no Her best friend, not hers mother…only because they say she deserves no more.
But she fight, she cry, she laughs, she bleeds… she is alive.
And no mark in her face will change her mind.
I've been wanting to draw her for a long time!!
my first casteless dwarf gray warden. Natia Brosca, a sword and shield warrior, with a strong character and a bit of a bad temper, always getting a few laughs of her party with her horrible sense of location, taking care of each of her companions in the good, and the bad ones. With a duty she founds a porpuse , felling proud of her order she fighting for the family she found on her journey, knowing in her heart , she was born to be a Gray Warden.
I apologize for the mistake of writing in the draw, I was exhausted at the time.