Karma : Kill me or Love me
My speed is unmatched, and my arrows—though small—can pierce even the toughest dragon scales.
Sounds impressive, right? At first glance, it is. But try to imagine life as a dwarf. I’m tiny, barely the size of a human child. My clothes? A tattered pair of pants, a faded yellow t-shirt that looks like it’s been through a war with insects, and a hat that’s more comical than stylish. My eyes are a plain black, unlike the jewel-like, glowing eyes of other dwarves. Even among my kind, I’m an oddity—the weirdo among weirdos.
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