standing before a shifting mountain range where the very peaks seem to rise and fall at her whim prompts

9 months ago

A stoic mountain shaper, standing before a shifting mountain range where the very peaks seem to rise and fall at her whim, her braided hair intertwined with glowing metal and her skin marked by shifting patterns that seem to pulse with power and clad in armor that shifts between stone and metal, holding a staff of twisted crystal that responds to her will and where the mountains themselves shift and change at her very will, and where she is both a part of, and a shaper of the earth itself, with a separate image of the very ground beneath her feet shifting and re-forming as a testament to her skill and her power.

9 months ago

A stoic mountain shaper, standing before a shifting mountain range where the very peaks seem to rise and fall at her whim, her braided hair intertwined with glowing metal and her skin marked by shifting patterns that seem to pulse with power and clad in armor that shifts between stone and metal, holding a staff of twisted crystal that responds to her will and where the mountains themselves shift and change at her very will, and where she is both a part of, and a shaper of the earth itself, with a separate image of the very ground beneath her feet shifting and re-forming as a testament to her skill and her power.