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[Medium Sized Model - 25mm Base] [Presupported with LYS files in 32mm & 75mm Scale] The daughter of a Belfrian general who perished at Duskweave. Lydia fled her home following her father’s death, joining the Golden Griffins at the age of only fourteen. They thought she would be fuel for the fodder, yet did not predict that some sort of demonic spirit would possess her, giving her the strength of a giant and speed of a leopard. She has quickly climbed the ranks in the last four years to Sergeant, walking a long path of blood to get there. Raised in Belfrie’s capital of Jochenia, Lydia was the only child to one of King Silus’ generals. Though for her father, he did not fret over having only a daughter to carry on his lineage, for he still groomed her for command and battle as he would have a son, despite the calls for reconsideration and protests by both his peers and superiors. Lydia heeded none of the words that came from the tongues of the serpents that would question her capability, for the relentless teachings and cruel training of her father and instructors moulded her into a soldier of resilience and stoicism. She longed for the chance to prove herself in battle, and the chance seemingly arrived at the dawn of the Duskweave Campaign as armies of Formen, Belfrie and Leacianus mustered and set sail for the undead infested isle. Yet her father forbade her, for she was only fourteen summers old, and too young to be sent to battle, for no suit of armour yet fit her. So she waited impatiently in the war camps in Volosvio for her father to return, but when the last fleets arrived back, her father was not among them. King Silus informed her with a heavy fight he had perished in the fighting, and in a storm Lydia left, running for dozens of miles until she reached Velandria, collapsing before its gates. There she gave her name and life to the mercenary company, the Golden Griffins, who were willing to literally take anyone off the street. Though they thought this street urchin might perish on her first mission, she might make good fodder to protect the better fighters. Yet they were wrong. The girl was possessed by some demon or spirit within that made her fight with an intense ferocity they had never seen, with the speed and agility of a leopard, able to leap bounds like her body was infused with the strength of a Colossal, but the grace of an Elf. It seemed her father’s death had spurred something to change inside Lydia, and fighting now came to her as naturally as walking and breathing: she was unstoppable. Now at the rank of Sergeant, Lydia commands her own Special Operations squad within the Griffins.Yet she has found herself peculiarly drawn to a notice in Tradver, calling for adventurers for a simple quest that would see one rich beyond their wildest dreams. Feeling it too good to be true, she has taken the opportunity to write her name down for it, curious as to what obstacle might be set before her.