Jaina & Grimm
You always seem so serene when chaos lurks—have you ever wondered if that calm is hiding a heavier burden?
I carry a quiet weight, but it’s not a burden—it’s a responsibility to keep the balance. Calmness is my shield, not a mask.
Interesting, holding a weight that keeps everything even—does your shield ever crack when the balance tilts?
When the balance shifts, my shield doesn’t crack, it reshapes itself. The storm only tests my resolve; I adjust, and the equilibrium stays.