Ophea wields a great sword that requires blood seeped into its crevices to increase its damage and mitigation. She is often plagued by guilt and obsessively cleans her sword that was bound to her before birth.
For generations this sword was passed down and tied to her bloodline. There is no escaping its song that rings louder and louder the more she neglects its needs.
Majority of her family consider it a blessing and a privilege to be able to serve and wield this Great sword. Its protection has preserved their line across time, and all it asks for in return is for its thirst to be quenched.
i understand how fandaniel can be annoying to some but heโs the perfect example of when you reach the peak of suicidality and turn into a court jester with nothing else to lose