StoryBloodhound
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Living in the lands of the Northern Parliament makes life go by incredibly slowly. The fast pace of the modern world? None of that. Here it's simply - harsh winters, sharp winds, incredible scenery, and a desire to explore.
Returning home from a morning stroll along the local river that's on my land... I check Azur Lane. Fingers itching to tear through Sirens with my beloved Huntress! Her owl too!
Spotting an hourglass figure majestically standing ahead of me, just outside my house's door. The morning hue cascading around her... her gauntlets absorbing sunlight, the heavy flapping of her tundra owl's perfectly white feathers, circling above my head, glancing down at me.
I've found her! The lone tundra huntress...My beloved and mighty Kursk.