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Within the furthest northern region of Corinthia lies Gorgothica, a nation-state both civilized and savage. Their warriors are women who channel the fierce deadliness of the Gorgonae, serpent-haired monstrosities who are worshipped here as patron spirits of war. They paint their fearsome visages on their great round shields and charge into battle with a song of death on their lips. | Within the furthest northern region of Corinthia lies Gorgothica, a nation-state both civilized and savage. Their warriors are women who channel the fierce deadliness of the Gorgonae, serpent-haired monstrosities who are worshipped here as patron spirits of war. They paint their fearsome visages on their great round shields and charge into battle with a song of death on their lips. | ||
− | Metea was an exemplary soldier born to a proud family of warriors. From a young age she was taught only of the qualities an ideal Gorgothican warrior should have: she was ferocious, deadly, and disdained to learn any skills best left to commoners and slaves. (Many soldiers supplement their income in peacetime with less martial pursuits.) She proved herself many times over in battle, especially so in the sacking of a small city which was unable to pay its yearly tribute. Metea found that a thirst for blood mixed very well indeed with a thirst for wine and gold. She took up the life of a mercenary and made her blood- | + | Metea was an exemplary soldier born to a proud family of warriors. From a young age she was taught only of the qualities an ideal Gorgothican warrior should have: she was ferocious, deadly, and disdained to learn any skills best left to commoners and slaves. (Many soldiers supplement their income in peacetime with less martial pursuits.) She proved herself many times over in battle, especially so in the sacking of a small city which was unable to pay its yearly tribute. Metea found that a thirst for blood mixed very well indeed with a thirst for wine and gold. She took up the life of a mercenary and made her blood-splattered way to Argos. |
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