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Profile: Leaping Bommer eschews the gaiety and gallantry of the Faily Court in favor of the solitude of the wildwood. She wanders where she wills, hunting small game and sometimes large, at times building a house amid the trees where she will dwell for a decade or two before wandering on.
She lives for the hunt; when the Queen summons the Wild Hunt, Bommer attends at once, and rides out with that eldritch force, over the woods and plains of the world, slaying with abandon. Even the elves, a callous race, are amazed by her cruelty and attachment to blood sport.
She is known as the finest bowman and swordsman of the realm; she is touchy and quick to anger. Many have been slain dueling her, for she never offers mercy to a fallen foe.
For her prowess at arms, and her coolness in battle, she is greatly respected. In time of war, she reluctantly answers her monarch's call to arms, departing the woods she loves, for she knows, as the Court does, that she is best suited to lead the armies of Faily.
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