Ossa Stout

Hero of the Truespoken-Defiance War, veteran grand general of Clarain and owner of the Confectionary in Lancastle, her home.
She was a halfling with long, black hair and a hardy but warm face. She would cover her muscled body with suits instead of dresses when she wasn't donning her imperial armor and wielding her greataxe, Stout's Pride. The axe was given to her son, Garren Stout, who, along with his father, joined the Defiance military and used his mother's weapon soon after against numerous Truespoken for the sake of vengeance.

Early Life

She spent the majority of her life in a Defiance-liberated Clarain, saving up money and eventually purchasing the building that she would renovate into the most popular bakery in Lancastle.

Military

But when the war came in earnest to Clarain once more she would leave her husband and young son to enlist in the Defiance military and eventually work her way up to becoming one of the Grand Generals of Clarain.
During this time, she befriended many, including some of her enemies of the Truespoken side. One of these is of particular interest because Ossa and an enemy general, one of the highest military commanders of Lagross which at the time was still in the hands of the Truespoken, became such good friends over the many years they fought each other that they swore an oath to only die at the other's hand. This general was Pesciel Varant, the Wyvern of the "Three Fire Draconics of Lagross", a trio of Grand Generals feared amongst the Defiance.

Death

Many years later, she was slain in the Truespoken-Defiance War at the Battle Before Horizon by Tremelus Tenebrum Baratus, and was commemorated with a statue in her home city: Ossa's Instinct.
Soon after her death but long before her funeral, her body was visited by her oath-bound general friend Pesciel, who crossed the border with only a small retinue. They were escorted through by friends of Ossa who quickly realized the singular purpose of the visit. Once they arrived, Pesciel wept at Ossa's death and named her an oathbreaker before lamenting her passing loudly and in a prolonged manner.