[color=ed1c24][b]Tyrena Sekmeth[/b][/color]

It had been quite some time after the princess first discovered her in her forest. To Tyrena, life in that forest was tranquil, calming, even with what it contained and the occasional ambush she set up on anyone travelling on that road. It was a carefree life, but one without purpose. Her rickety house made with her own hands, maintained and decorated with the things she stole from others, was the only thing there that really kept her occupied. There were the occasional books, but those were rare, and far in between. But afterwards... afterwards, the princess found her, and soon she had discovered who she really was. She even made some new acquaintances, or was it old friends? Her memories were still fuzzy, but she was glad she had found close friends.

However, there was no such feelings of kinship at the moment.

Tyr had went to bed feeling contented and happy after all that good food, but she had woken up to this... lech pawing at her. It was almost shocking enough to make her unable to react.

Almost.

"What the hell are ya doing!?"

The entire ship shook as her room exploded, blowing off her door again. There was a reason she was Wrath after all, for she was prone to blowing up both figuratively and literally once provoked.

[@Holy Soldier]