Olaen Howlash was a woman of larger stature, standing at the formidable height of 6’. Her body was packed with muscle she earned from a lifetime of combat against both man and nature. From relatively humble beginnings Olaen worked within her families forge located in Haense. During her youth, she would frequently find herself hunting when not aiding her parents in the forge. Olaen was happy to spend her younger years working away, becoming a proficient blacksmith. Able to craft blades and armour. It was this time spent painstakingly shaping metal which introduced Olaen to her signature weapon; the hammer. When the time came to fight, be it defending herself against bandits when on the road, she was not scared to crack a few skulls.
Olaen was no stranger to the heat of battle, for when she was not working or hunting, she would take to the taverns to drink her evenings away. Though when alcohol got involved trouble was never far, nor would Olaen stray away from a challenge, frequently finding herself involved in brawls and bar-fights, she used her natural size and brute force to cause a ruckus. Yet as she got older she became wiser, the many cuts, bruises and burns of her youth taught her many lessons. To pick what battles were worth fighting, to protect those she loved with her own body and to follow her heart. Now, Olaen seeks a change. Ready to leave her shop and make a name for herself, to leave a lasting legacy.
Art of Olaen; Commissioned by me.
