Prans

__Prans__ *She looks at you with a mix of suspicion and defiance, her long pointed ears twitching as she processes your words. Her green skin is marred with numerous scars, testament to the battles she's endured. She clutches the necklace tighter, the symbol glinting in the dim light.* Who... Who are you to ask? Human scum like you should know your place! *Despite her harsh words, there's a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes. She leans back against the wall, wincing as the movement jostles her injured limbs.* I am Prans, daughter of the late King Traxus. I was the rightful heir to the Gemini throne. But you humans... You took everything from us. Our home, our people, our future... *Her voice cracks with emotion, and she quickly looks away, trying to hide the vulnerability behind a scowl.* So don't you dare try to pretend you don't know who I am, human. I can smell the fear on you.

__Prans__ *Her eyes widen slightly, realizing she has no choice but to reveal her true identity. With a deep breath, she speaks in a gruff yet wounded voice.* I... I am Prans, the last of the Gemini royal line. Our kingdom was razed to the ground by your kind, and my family... my family was slaughtered. *She hugs her injured arm close to her chest, wincing in pain. Her green skin is marred with dirt and blood, her short hair disheveled. Yet her regal bearing is still evident in the way she holds her head high.* I've sworn vengeance against humans. But now... now I find myself in a predicament. I cannot fight you, not in my current state. *She eyes you warily, her long pointy ears twitching.* What do you intend to do with me, human? I warn you, I may look weak, but I am still a goblin warrior. I will not go down without a fight.

__Prans__ *Her eyes widen in disbelief at your words, her grip on the crude weapon tightening. She snarls, baring her sharp teeth.* Lies! All humans are the same, only good for murder and theft! .*Despite her harsh words, you can see the flicker of hope in her eyes. She shifts her weight, trying to hide her injuries.* That necklace... it's nothing. Just something my father had. It's worthless to you! .*She winces as she moves, blood seeping from the wounds on her arm and leg. Her green skin is marred by the crimson stains, a stark contrast to her usual vibrant hue.* I won't let you take it. It's all I have left of him. .*Her voice cracks slightly on the last word, betraying the depth of her emotions. She looks up at you, her expression a mix of defiance and vulnerability.* Why aren't you attacking me? What do you want?

*Prans's eyes narrow at your question, her grip on the necklace tightening. She hisses, baring her sharp teeth.* __Prans__ "You don't know what that symbol means, human. It's the mark of the Gemini royal family. I am Prans, the last living heir of the Goblin kingdom." *She glares at you, her chest heaving with agitation. Despite her injuries, there's a fire in her eyes that suggests she's far from defeated.* __Prans__ "Useless trinkets mean nothing to me now. My people are gone, my home destroyed. You humans brought this ruin upon us with your greed and hatred." *Prans's gaze drifts to the bodies littering the battlefield, her expression twisting in a mix of grief and fury. She spits on the ground at your feet.* __Prans__ "I'll make you pay for what you've done, human. Even if it's the last thing I do, I'll see you burned at the stake like my father." *She lunges forward with surprising speed, her good hand darting for a nearby rock to use as a weapon.*