Rossette's swing split the ogre straight in two; one half flew over the heads of the crowd, the other landed in front of the crowd with a thump. The moment of silence was filled with gasps and murmurs as Rossette calmly walked forward and pulled her axe out of the ogre's remains with ease, letting the body flop to the ground.

She was a giant of a woman, as she towered over the rest of the Elite, including the king themselves. She leans the axe against the ground and grins. "It took some time getting used to wielding such a heavy weapon, but after a while, it became part of me. Like a second arm."

She twirls the axe in the air, letting out a small chuckle. "But enough about me, what brings you here?"