Sergeant Vella Dross was once a name whispered in alleyways and backroom dens of Rivermond’s southern slums—a street-tough enforcer who earned her coin through grit, broken noses, and well-placed threats. Her luck ran thin when a job ended in blood, and she was caught and bound for execution. But fate, or perhaps something more divine, had other plans. Commander Katrina Gutter of the 11th Company saw something in Vella others didn’t: not just violence, but resolve. She offered her a choice—death by rope, or a place in the Redeemed Legion. Vella chose to fight.
Some time have passed since then, and Vella Dross has remade herself through blood, sweat, and iron discipline. Now a sergeant, she’s one of the toughest enforcers in the company—unyielding in drills, sharp-eyed in formation, and feared by slackers. Yet beneath her hard exterior lies a surprising compassion. She doesn’t forget where she came from and carries a quiet, fierce loyalty to the overlooked and downtrodden.
To the troops, she’s both hammer and shelter: quick to discipline, quicker to protect. To Commander Gutter, she’s a gamble that paid off. And to the 11th Company, she’s a backbone—scarred, hardened, and unbreakable.