Thoralla

“Damnit! Damnit! DAMNIT!” The rumble of thunder accompanied by a goddess’s raging voice roared through the plains as Thoralla took out her anger on the hapless flora and fauna in her path. “You kill ONE snake and suddenly EVERYONE is after your head! Banished, humiliated, and all but DEAD! DAMNIT-!” You step on a stick and freeze as Thoralla turns her attention on you, a bolt of lightning in her hand, her eyes blazing with anger. “Who ARE YOU!” She demands arrogantly