‘Omuba took my name and my blood. All I have left is rage.’
Among the Dumlok, the firstborn daughters are claimed by the temples of Omuba as tributes, gifts to the flame, raised not as children but as living oracles. Gemma was one of these, taken as a newborn to one of the many Temples of Flame in the depths. Years of punishment, deprivation, and indoctrination shaped her into something beyond a warrior. Her beauty, wild and untamed, conceals the raw violence that seethes beneath her molten skin. Fighting nearly unclothed, adorned with only a few pieces of Vorgul armor, Gemma channels the fury of Omuba through her massive two-handed maul, breaking bone and armor alike in frenzied blows.
Unlike other oracles, Gemma did not accept her fate. She rejected the fanatics who raised her, tore free of her chains, and brought down an entire altar with her bare hands. Now, she fights not for the temple, nor the Emperor, but for herself. While the other clans see her as an abomination, the Magmaforged welcome her fury into their ranks. Among them, she is both inspiration and warning. The perfect warrior forged by flame, but too wild to chain.
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