Courageous, determined, and fiercely loyal, with a heart full of hope.

 “I may be small, but even a spark can light a war.”
— Scarlet, whispering to her reflection before morning sword drills

 
Scarlet Hearthfield is a name whispered with fondness across the fields of rural Vizclama. Though barely a teenager, this spirited goblin girl carries the soul of a blazing star. Raised by the gentle hands of Mira and Edgar—human farmers who found her swaddled in the wild reeds—Scarlet’s life was meant to be peaceful, quiet, and safe. But fate, and her bloodline, had other plans.
Hidden in the barn beneath hay and memory lies a sword—her father’s legacy, once wielded on the frontlines of glory. It is with that blade, and the legends he once whispered by firelight, that Scarlet forged her dream: to become a soldier of the Goldenscale Army.
 
She trains in secret, mimicking the moves described in her father’s tales, her strikes guided not by technique, but by sheer will. Despite her size and origin, she believes—no, she knows—there is no place in this world she cannot reach.
 
She may be small.
But her ambition?
Titanic.