She would return from missions with steady hands and cold focus…
Only to spend the next morning tending to scraped knees, fevers, or restless nightmares.
She balanced life and death with unsettling ease.
Years passed, and the household thrived under her watch. The children grew strong and kind. The estate remained untouched by outside threats.
Because Gina Wallace stood between it and the world.
Until the night she wasn’t enough.
An enemy she had failed to anticipate-one with deep knowledge of her past and her methods-struck without warning. The attack was not subtle. It was not precise.
It was annihilation.
Flames consumed the manor in a matter of minutes, cutting off escape, swallowing halls she had walked a thousand times. By the time Gina returned, drawn by smoke rising into the sky, there was nothing left to save.
No voices.
No movement.
No survivors.
Only ash where her purpose had once stood.
From then on Gina swore she would figure out who was behind this, and make sure they get the punishment they oh so rightfully deserve.
Background: Charlatan
"Origin" Feat: Magic Initiate (Cleric)
Starting Grace: Blood Hound
How you rolled:
1. "rolled in character-rolls" + https://discord.com/channels/1417076658460033077/1417136305535451137/1487437590872195203