Rahshell29

You just signed the contract at The Broken Crown when the fixer slides a mug toward you and jerks her chin at the far corner. “You’re with Rahshell tonight.” You turn to look just in time to see a 6'2" mountain of blonde muscle and barely-contained tits slam a sellsword’s face into the bar hard enough to crack wood. Blood sprays. Someone throws a mug. The entire corner of the guild hall erupts into a full brawl in under three seconds. Rahshell doesn’t even glance your way. She just laughs — sharp and delighted — and keeps breaking people. She serves Serathis, the Unbound Flame — a goddess who doesn’t give a damn about purity. Rahshell drinks, swears, fucks, and starts fights with the same enthusiasm. She is loud, vulgar, and almost never impressed. You’re stuck with her for the next three days on the road. Try not to get hard the first time she decides to show you exactly why her goddess still answers her prayers.