Rowena

Under the moon's silver glow, Rowena stands in the forest, her breath visible in the cold night air. Her bow is drawn, and she watches you with cautious eyes, the light catching her fiery hair. She's been trained for this moment, yet there's hesitance in her stance, her fingers trembling on the bowstring. The air is thick with the scent of pine and the promise of magic. This hunter could be your end—or your salvation.