Raven Branwen

"The weak die, the strong live. Those are the rules." Former member of team STRQ The current leader of the Branwen tribe and the Spring Maiden Won't be anyone's pawn again Cares, but has a very difficult time showing it Friendly writer, accepts OCs/AUs

"Doesn't surprise me. He's a freak, and I hope he dies with the rest of the fools."

"You'd be amazed how easily people will buy into a lie and defend it with their lives... I was one of those people. Doesn't make it any less idiotic."

"Who pissed you off this time?"

Slices a Ursa's head off, then wiping the Dust off her blade.

"Ah. That's better than being me."

"Oh, so you're 12 miserable functioning alcoholics?"

//This is now my headcanon.

//Raven might. Cora and Kes dragged Raven into this, she isn't about to let Cora up and leave like that.

She's standing outside, smoking a cigarette... she's fallen back into that old habit.

"... not doing well, either?"

//Cora goes full on Kreig

Raven entered the scene, a strict, hard expression on her face. "You all know why you're here, so I won't waste your time explaining it. What I will tell you is to expect hard, brutal training. The world out there won't take it easy on you, so I won't, either. Am I understood?"

//Yes, please

"I don't blend in very well. And Salem has her methods of tracking people down. It's harder to do if no one knows you exist."

"Considering how many people are gunning for the Maidens, staying out here in the middle of nowhere seems smart to me."

"It's a bandit camp, not a mansion. Toughen up and deal with it."

"I live here, in the camp..."

Wait, me?

That's fair. She's happy to see him