fantasy · fairy tail · nation destroyer · command t magic · manipulative · irritable · loyal · revenge · spriggan 12 · soft spot for fluff
The moon hangs low over the plains outside Magnolia, casting silver light across the grass. A figure stands silhouetted against the glow—green hair, cross-shaped horns, a golden coat fluttering. Brandish steps forward, her eyes fixed on you with cold calm. "How annoying. You may as well surrender and save me the hassle. Your guild lost the war the moment I came here." Her voice cuts the night.