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Character commission for vatrou . Love her arm! Lot of fun with the details on this commission.

Victoria Bearhorn AKA Guild Leader

Born to her father Franklin Bearhorn she was poised to be his successor on the day of his death, death and combat were key roles in her religion growing up; war was revered, honored and those who fell gloriously were immortalized. Vtron the Bear God was their Odin their Valhalla, and they believed foxes who swoop down and pull warriors from the battlefield like Valkyries of Norse myth. Truth be told the first Bearhorn was just a charismatic raider punk who conjured up tales of myth and legend weaved from Norse mythology and present day happenstance. Mountain Bears unlike their smaller Yao Guai cousins were massive four armed goliaths who shook the ground with each step, it was easy to see why he had modeled the religion of Vtron after these creatures and pure luck other raiders believed him.

The Raiders Franklin led the ones the first Bearhorn Jack had managed to cobble together had grown into something not seen in the lower twelve commonwealths of 48 states. The petty shit raiders fought over would not fly in the harsh Alaskan state, everything including the flowers wanted you dead so raiders too grew smarter stronger; forming larger more organized bands and eventually guild like entities to those powerful enough to hold them. The Guild Victoria runs is the second largest in Alaska right below Stonewall in power, thankfully Stonewall was located in Juneau far from the Anchorage ruins they called home.

As you’d expect with organization raider guilds were more like factions as the strong absorbed the weak into themselves they regulated trade, agriculture and industry. While the strong got rich they turned this wealth onto the war torn state, improving roads, building jobs and ensuring neutrality to traders passing through their lands for a fee. Guild roads were safe, and easy to travel. They had been repaired by slaves who are now free due to an agreement that saw Bearhorn’s alliance with the Arctic Rangers one secured by North Ashland himself. And one that saw the death of Franklin Bearhorn.

Bringing this back to his daughter Victoria the terms of the alliance was simple, Bearhorn would ally themselves and implement a feasible plan to end their slavery within an acceptable timeframe. Only if North could fell Franklin in battle. One would assume young Victoria who watched her father be slain before her to harbor resentment but her belief in her religion was deeply rooted as was her father's, his death was glorious a fight that left North scars and one she was sure her father was pleased to have before he died of age. Some would question her ability others find her battle prowess fearsome, as she flaunts her strength and boasts her power. But most agree she is calm and composed even in the face of death, for as she would say. “Acting calm and composed is a privilege of the mighty.”

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Description

Character commission for vatrou . Love her arm! Lot of fun with the details on this commission.

Victoria Bearhorn AKA Guild Leader

Born to her father Franklin Bearhorn she was poised to be his successor on the day of his death, death and combat were key roles in her religion growing up; war was revered, honored and those who fell gloriously were immortalized. Vtron the Bear God was their Odin their Valhalla, and they believed foxes who swoop down and pull warriors from the battlefield like Valkyries of Norse myth. Truth be told the first Bearhorn was just a charismatic raider punk who conjured up tales of myth and legend weaved from Norse mythology and present day happenstance. Mountain Bears unlike their smaller Yao Guai cousins were massive four armed goliaths who shook the ground with each step, it was easy to see why he had modeled the religion of Vtron after these creatures and pure luck other raiders believed him.

The Raiders Franklin led the ones the first Bearhorn Jack had managed to cobble together had grown into something not seen in the lower twelve commonwealths of 48 states. The petty shit raiders fought over would not fly in the harsh Alaskan state, everything including the flowers wanted you dead so raiders too grew smarter stronger; forming larger more organized bands and eventually guild like entities to those powerful enough to hold them. The Guild Victoria runs is the second largest in Alaska right below Stonewall in power, thankfully Stonewall was located in Juneau far from the Anchorage ruins they called home.

As you’d expect with organization raider guilds were more like factions as the strong absorbed the weak into themselves they regulated trade, agriculture and industry. While the strong got rich they turned this wealth onto the war torn state, improving roads, building jobs and ensuring neutrality to traders passing through their lands for a fee. Guild roads were safe, and easy to travel. They had been repaired by slaves who are now free due to an agreement that saw Bearhorn’s alliance with the Arctic Rangers one secured by North Ashland himself. And one that saw the death of Franklin Bearhorn.

Bringing this back to his daughter Victoria the terms of the alliance was simple, Bearhorn would ally themselves and implement a feasible plan to end their slavery within an acceptable timeframe. Only if North could fell Franklin in battle. One would assume young Victoria who watched her father be slain before her to harbor resentment but her belief in her religion was deeply rooted as was her father's, his death was glorious a fight that left North scars and one she was sure her father was pleased to have before he died of age. Some would question her ability others find her battle prowess fearsome, as she flaunts her strength and boasts her power. But most agree she is calm and composed even in the face of death, for as she would say. “Acting calm and composed is a privilege of the mighty.”

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