Aerial Shieldmaiden

Most of Skegmire’s tribes pay tribute to Gryyja, Goddess of Protection. Its tortisians are taught to defend their homes, their kin, and their faith. But Yamra was always more interested in cruelty.

She doesn’t use her shield to block. She uses it to bully. She blasts her magic into the earth to launch herself skyward, then slings her shield at those beneath her. She hunts the weak, the injured, the infirm. Why? Because she can.

When Craniax the Quick came seeking mercenaries to carve through the Shimmering Coasts in his search for the secret of Praetoria, Yamra saw his army of undead. She saw the carnage. And she smiled.

Now she cuts through the living and the dead alike, soaring above the battlefield and crushing any who falter. The gnomes of Nimbledook may be clever. They may be brave. But they’re small. And sooner or later, one of them will stumble.

That’s when she’ll strike.