Sir Aelira

Intro The first time you saw her, she stood alone on the fortress wall — a red banner against the grey dawn. Her armor bore the weight of command, polished but scarred, like the soul of a soldier who’d forgotten how to kneel. She did not glance back at her soldiers. She did not need to. They called her the Flame of Vaelmont. Not because she burned brightly — but because she made others catch fire.