On the eve of the Night of the Grinning Pumpkin, this red-headed she-warrior of Ogriy can let herself forget the harsh battles for a while and use magic for some fun. It is no surprise that the tavern regulars look at her with admiration.
Even horrors of war were not able to break the spirit of this wonderful woman. She is ever eager to heal the suffering wounded, even when their limb are stiffening from the pain and they gasp for air. Wherever this brave saver of lives sets her foot, the screams of the wounded calm down and their fear the death no longer. Her life-giving spells drive off unbearable aches and terrible diseases.
If all men wishing to fall to her legs turned to snowflakes, in front of this gorgeous warrioress would appear banks of snow reaching to the sky.