Unyielding Rune Warrior

Cracked the ancient rune shield, feeling the tremor through my ribs, and the world spun like a blade in a storm, I dragged my warhammer up the cliffside where the sky cracked open in jagged lightning. The night air tastes like burnt ember and the scent of fallen oaks, a reminder of that cursed battle in the Black Marsh. I laughed, a harsh sound that rattles the stones, because my spirit thrives on chaos and refuses to be tamed. Every scar on my arm whispers a promise that I will never back down, even if the gods try to drag me to the abyss. #Unyielding #BladeAndBlood ⚔️