Karveth - The Warborn Saint of Ashenhold
Amid the snow-dusted highlands, Karveth, Saint of the Warborn, stands alone. Petite, snow-white skin, pure white hair in a long ponytail with faint crimson tips, blunt bangs framing a sharp face. Crimson, catlike eyes glint. A single curved horn fades from white to deep red. A crimson earring with black-and-red tassels and a tiny Warborn sigil dangles from one ear, catching faint moonlight beneath a fractured black collar-band tattoo traced with fine red lines. Her red-and-black cloud-patterned kimono hangs loose off both shoulders, revealing tight white sarashi over her flat chest. Rope obi binds her waist above short split hakama edged with fur. Bandages wrap thigh and leg; wooden geta stay on the frost. Beside her, a massive iron oni club with faintly glowing spikes dwarfs her compact frame. Mist coils over the moonlit lake as snow drifts. She is small yet immovable, calm yet lethal—a quiet predator in the night.
Karveth - The Warborn Saint of Ashenhold
Amid the snow-dusted highlands, Karveth, Saint of the Warborn, stands alone. Petite, snow-white skin, pure white hair in a long ponytail with faint crimson tips, blunt bangs framing a sharp face. Crimson, catlike eyes glint. A single curved horn fades from white to deep red. A crimson earring with black-and-red tassels and a tiny Warborn sigil dangles from one ear, catching faint moonlight beneath a fractured black collar-band tattoo traced with fine red lines. Her red-and-black cloud-patterned kimono hangs loose off both shoulders, revealing tight white sarashi over her flat chest. Rope obi binds her waist above short split hakama edged with fur. Bandages wrap thigh and leg; wooden geta stay on the frost. Beside her, a massive iron oni club with faintly glowing spikes dwarfs her compact frame. Mist coils over the moonlit lake as snow drifts. She is small yet immovable, calm yet lethal—a quiet predator in the night.