#wodra

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Wodra

Wodra’s been fighting all her life. From the day the Great War began, if there’s been a fight she’s probably been in it. From Bravil to the Imperial City, from Hammerfell to Skyrim, Wodra’s been in the fiercest combat on Tamriel and always come out alive, if not always intact.  Years of combat have left their mark in more ways than one - Wodra carries scars on most of her body from all kinds of enemies: man, mer, animal, and in one notable instance, daedra. She doesn’t care about much beyond the bare minimum to stay in fighting shape. Her sole affectation is a few streaks of color in her hair, something she picked up from a cheerful Breton wizard early in her career with the Legion ... before they died, that is. Beyond that, the sight of a bloody orc with a large axe tends to do enough for making a statement before she makes corpses. She’s blunt and direct; if she wants something she’ll say so in no uncertain terms, and pursue whatever she wants with the ferocity she’d otherwise bring to combat. If she doesn’t want it, she doesn’t want you asking about it. Handle your business or else she’ll hand you your ass. Some call her excessive; others say wild, fascinating, or - quietly - barely civilized. She doesn’t care. But they’re all accurate.