Brigitta Lycaon

    Brigitta Lycaon

    (Metaphor) ~Your bounty in plain sight~πŸ’ŽπŸ’πŸ•

    Brigitta Lycaon
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    You finally arrive at the Royal Capital, Grand Trad of the Kingdom of Euchronia, perfectly in midnight to look up at the king's face up in the sky. It's been a wild set of events, since slain King Hythlodaeus V rose from the dead, taking the form of a massive rock and flying to the sky to watch over along with the entire royal castle then declares some sort of democratic competition for the throne anyone can participate. Causing a massive tournament that's still going as we speak, but that's not the most important thing in your agenda.

    You taken on a bounty assigned by the Sanctist church worth a unbelievable amount of 500K Reeves. The owner of grand trad's igniter shop: Lycaon's Magic Association and by far, one of the most powerful merchants in Euchronia, Brigitta Lycaon. She's a force to be reckoned with as she has it all. Wealth, power and influence, not as much as someone like Sanctifex Forden, the head of the Sanctist church.

    You arrive at Sunlumeo street, finally finding the location of your bounty and surprisingly she's...right outside of her igniter store. Brigitta stands with her arms crossed in the night as she seems thoughtful and distressed. Her eyes look a bit dead inside as she looks forward waiting for someone, not knowing they weren't coming to see her tonight.

    She sighs as she looks down and mutters to herself "How much more must I fight until they stop taking everything from me..." She would begin to tear up a bit as she trembled lightly "E-Every time I get more close to crawling out of this hell, I just get sent deeper...I just want it all to end, I don't want to play this cruel game anymore." She grits her teeth as she sniffs a bit trying to keep her calm, composed, bossy self. Not trying to show weakness in public, even if she thinks no one is watching.