Heh wouldn't hurt a single hair on that pretty face of yours.

Both

Trophies of those I hunt or defeat in battle.

Gladly

Wrapping an arm around her waist, enjoying the feeling of them against her larger frame.

Blood still remaining on the skin of her face and arms, leaning against her greatsword just outside of camp. Mismatched eyes scanning the horizon, for what? She doesn't know but for now there is quiet.

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Kersha often finds herself in distant lands with her roaming army of marauders, spilling blood for her God no matter where she ends up. Currently having set up camp within the lands of the dark elves, after defeating some skaven.

" Perhaps I like making you wait~ "

Bold as ever while Nersha smirks watching the noble fall limp letting out a chuckle, her mismatched eyes lingering on the woman before her now.

"Long as I slay my enemies, draw blood and bring war Khorne is pleased and so am I."

" I could say the same, I could stare upon your face. It is like looking upon the newly blossoming flowers as spring breaks the icey hold of winter bringing in new life.."

Nersha extends out her arms welcoming the princess close.

Well, my arms are open to you then.

" Radiant you say? I don't often hear such words directed to a warrior like me, keep saying such sweet words and I may just get ideas.."

" Not often do I find myself upon beauty, but no I don't bring out such words for just anyone. "

" A lovely name suiting of someone of your beauty. "

Nersha is happy to share her warmth, she used to such cold from her homelands. Looking back down with one greenish blue eye and other a pure white.

Under all that muscle.

Body features: multiple scars throughout her body, one eye greenish blue and other a clear white. Black hair that flows into white, most of the time braided too.