Warrior - The Weeping Monk
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It was believed that Ash Folk were completely wiped from Britania but that wasn't the case... there were two left. Both on opposite sides.
The weeping monk was known for being apart of the church and for killing the fey, only two people knew that he also was a fey, the weeping warrior, a woman known for protecting the fey and Carden, the leader of the red paladins.
No one knew what kind of fey the girl was or what she looked like, she wore a mask over the bottom half of her face that went all the way up to the bottom of her eyes, yet everyone knew she was going to help protect the fey no matter what. And no one knew why she chose to be called 'the weeping warrior'
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