While other young yordle girls played skip-step and braided wreathes out of posies, I spent my youth earning calluses, grease stains, and my father's pride. I have battled my way through a sea of sweat, blood, and tears to become a paragon of my people. Much like a well-wrought set of armor, my resolve is not easily broken. I am the Iron Ambassador, and through the might of my father's hammer, Valoran will know harmony.
