Groma Jurgina

**Groma Jurgina** is a playable character in *Triangle Strategy*. She is a recruitable character available if the player has 1050 Utility and 750 Liberty.

## Profile/Story

### Background

Groma was originally a combatant of the Saltiron War, and a revered Aesfrosti general by the name of "Ironfist". During an attack on Hyzante, she razed a prison full of Rosellan soldiers, leaving them all to die in the flames of war. This decision tormented Groma for years, and eventually led to her leaving the Aesfrosti army to join House Wolffort. One day, she visited a Roselle village and asked the residents about the fire she believed to have killed countless Roselle. However, she learns from the survivors of the incident that a mysterious archer released the Roselle before the fire raged on, saving their lives. With her conscious clear, Groma is able to serve House Wolffort with a newfound pride, and hopes to meet the mysterious savior of the Roselle one day.

Unbeknownst to her, ex-saint Archibald Genoe is the very savior of the Roselle she wished to meet.

### Prior General of the Aesfrosti Army

*A former Aesfrosti general whose epithet, "Ironfist," was feared by all during the Saltiron War. She shares Serenoa's convictions and visits him in hopes of putting an end to Norzelia's suffering.*- In-game description

## Max Stats

### Movement

5

Groma's base class is a Brawler, an evasion-based class that prioritizes speed and attack over defense. She wields Fists of Destruction at Weapon Rank 1, Fists of Flight at Weapon Rank 2, and Fists of Mercy at Weapon Rank 3. She possesses the following classes and abilities:

## Character Stories

### The Ironfist

*An elderly woman is attacked by bandits, but she is not as fragile as she seems...*

* **Amiable-Looking Elder**: Good grief. Just what do you hope to gain by hassling a little old lady like me?
* **Brigand**: Your food! Now hand it over—all of it!—or we'll slit your throat!
* **Amiable-Looking Elder**: You are Roselle, are you not? Like those at the Source in Hyzante thirty years ago...
* **Brigand**: What are you talking about, you old hag!?
* **Amiable-Looking Elder**: Your people fled from oppression, yet still you struggle to find peace... Isn't that so?
* **Brigand**: Shut your mouth, you hag! Just put the food down and begone!
* **Amiable-Looking Elder**: So I was right. I will say no more, so you had best be on your way now.
* **Brigand**: We're the ones giving orders here! Besides, we've got no choice!
* **Amiable-Looking Elder**: So you are blind to the strength of the opponent that stands before you. That is...unfortunate.
* **Brigand**: Gck! You're no ordinary old lady!
* **Brigand**: F-forgive us... We've had nothing to eat for days...
* **Brigand**: We promise we won't do this again! Please, just spare us our lives...
* **Amiable-Looking Elder**: ...Your eyes do not lie. Very well. Move along.
* **Brigand**: Th-thank you!
* **Amiable-Looking Elder**: Good grief. To think that after fleeing Hyzante, some of those poor Roselle had to resort to thievery...
* **Amiable-Looking Elder**: This is not the world I wished for... But perhaps there is still something I can do.
* **Wolffort Soldier**: Pardon the intrusion, my lord.
* **Serenoa**: What is it?
* **Wolffort Soldier**: An elderly woman has come seeking an audience with you.
* **Serenoa**: A rare guest. Very well, show her in.
* **Wolffort Soldier**: Yes, ser.
* **Serenoa**: I would hear your name.
* **Groma**: You may call me Groma.
* **Serenoa**: ...The same name as the legendary Aesfrosti general from the Saltiron War.
* **Serenoa**: You're the one they called Ironfist, yes?
* **Groma**: ...I have long since abandoned that name.
* **Groma**: After the war, I wandered the land, hoping to find a new purpose. Yet it would seem that I am destined to be drawn into bloody conflict until the end of my days...
* **Groma**: But there may still be something this old crone can do...
* **Serenoa**: Why do you come to me?
* **Groma**: Why do you ask? Can you not trust a former general of Aesfrost?
* **Serenoa**: Perish the thought. My own betrothed hails from your land.
* **Groma**: Indeed she does. And of Rosellan birth, no less—if I have heard true.
* **Serenoa**: Only a fool judges a person by their origins. I would know what is in your heart.
* **Groma**: Hah! You are just as the rumors say. My heart, indeed...
* **Groma**: I have seen enough suffering to last lifetimes. All I wish now is to see it end.
* **Serenoa**: ...Then we share a common goal. Let us fight for it as one.
* **Groma**: ...With pleasure. I think you'll find there's life in these old bones yet.

### Inescapable Regret

*Groma speaks to Geela of her past and her regrets as the Ironfist of the war thirty years past...*

* **Geela**: Might I sit here for a bit?
* **Groma**: If you don't mind the company of this old maid, you're more than welcome.
* **Groma**: Well, now. Shall we have ourselves a little chat to pass the time?
* **Geela**: By all means! I would like nothing more than to hear of your exploits in the Saltiron War!
* **Geela**: I have read much of your surpassing prowess on the battlefield, but would be honored to learn more in your own words.
* **Groma**: Oh, child... That was so many, many years ago.
* **Groma**: How many enemies did I fell on the battlefield? I long since lost count. They say my very name was feared throughout the land...
* **Groma**: You and others may call them exploits. The truth is, I was nothing more than a skilled dealer of death.
* **Geela**: ...You sound as if you regret it.
* **Groma**: Against fellow soldiers and warriors like myself? No...that is simply the way of war.
* **Groma**: But my acts also brought suffering to those who did not deserve it. The Roselle, for example...
* **Geela**: ...The Roselle? How so?
* **Groma**: I was leading a siege on the Citadel of the Sands in Hyzante, not far from the Source.
* **Groma**: The Hyzantian commander was a worthy foe. The battle drew on, and we were losing men and resources with little to show for it...
* **Groma**: Seeking to end the battle quickly, I chose to raze the fort with wildfire. And so it fell.
* **Groma**: ...All too late did I learn that its gaols were filled with Roselle—captured slaves who had fled servitude at the lake.
* **Geela**: But you did not know they were there! You can hardly blame yourself for their fate...
* **Groma**: Do you think the Roselle who roasted to death would say the same? What of their families?
* **Geela**: You cannot forgive yourself for this...even so many years later.
* **Groma**: And why should I? Because my countrymen sing of me as a hero?
* **Groma**: To this day, visions of charred bodies lying in the rubble haunt me. Lumps of burnt flesh that were once men and women who wished only for their freedom...
* **Groma**: At first, I tried to forget...but the weight of my sins was too heavy to bear. And so I abandoned everything, and left my home behind.
* **Groma**: Fortunately, I had already trained a protégé to follow in my place...
* **Geela**: And ever since then, you've wandered the realm alone?
* **Groma**: Yes. But no matter how far I traveled, I could not escape my regrets.
* **Groma**: And now, Norzelia finds itself embroiled in another bloody struggle. The horrors of the past come anew...
* **Groma**: If fighting is all I am good for, then the least I can do is fight for peace.
* **Groma**: It may not atone for the death and suffering I have wrought, but at least it may save others from the same fate.
* **Geela**: I... I am sorry...
* **Geela**: It was not my intention to make you relive such painful memories...
* **Groma**: Haha... Worry not, lass. Truth be told, it's something I'd been hoping to get off my chest for a while now.
* **Groma**: ...But this old maid's rambled on long enough, I reckon. Thank you for the company, child.

### Unwavering Fist

*Groma wanders the land alone, seeking to atone for her sins...*

* **Rosellan (M)**: You there! This is no place for strangers. Begone from here.
* **Groma**: So the rumors were true. There are Roselle here...
* **Rosellan (M)**: From Hyzante, are you!? I'll be damned if I go back to your stinking salt pit!
* **Rosellan (M)**: It's been thirty years! We...we want only to live in peace!
* **Groma**: Thirty years? Were you at the Citadel of the Sands during the war, perchance?
* **Rosellan (M)**: I...I was. How did you know?
* **Rosellan (M)**: I was but a child at the time. We had fled from servitude, but the army quickly tracked us down. We were forced to—
* **Groma**: So some did survive!
* **Groma**: Please, forgive me.
* **Rosellan (M)**: What got into you all of a sudden!?
* **Groma**: Long ago, I served as general of Aesfrost.
* **Groma**: It was I who razed the citadel to the ground and burned your countrymen alive.
* **Groma**: Words of apology will not even begin to atone for my deeds, yet I give them anyway. I am sorry.
* **Rosellan (M)**: Knowing the danger, you came all the way out here to say that?
* **Groma**: I had to know if any of you lived.
* **Rosellan (M)**: Raise your head. It is true that I lost my father when we fled servitude at the Source.
* **Rosellan (M)**: My people still bear the wounds from that war. Wounds that may never heal.
* **Rosellan (M)**: ...But not one of us perished in the flames that day.
* **Groma**: ...What did you say?
* **Rosellan (M)**: It is true that we were being kept prisoner in the citadel gaols that day.
* **Rosellan (M)**: But we were set free before the fire spread.
* **Rosellan (M)**: To this day, I can scarce believe it, but the commander himself personally gave the order.
* **Rosellan (M)**: ...And worked together with our leader to see that we were ushered to safety.
* **Groma**: A general of Hyzante...freed you? But why?
* **Rosellan (M)**: To this day, I still remember his words...
* **Rosellan (M)**: A person's life isn't worth more or less just because of the conditions of their birth.
* **Rosellan (M)**: Who is to say what was in his heart. All I know is that it is by his mercy that we are alive today.
* **Rosellan (M)**: Many of my people live together in villages. Others, like my family and I, have chosen to live on our own.
* **Groma**: None of you died at the citadel that day? That can't be possible!
* **Rosellan (M)**: But it is...and I'm living proof.
* **Groma**: I...I dared not dream... Oh, thank heavens...
* **Rosellan (M)**: There's no need for tears.
* **Groma**: To think there was such a compassionate soul in Hyzante's ranks...
* **Groma**: If this man still lives, I would express my gratitude to him in person.
* **Rosellan (M)**: As would I. Sadly, I do not even remember his name.
* **Groma**: At any rate, I feel as if a great burden has been lifted. And yet my true battle has only begun.
* **Groma**: ...And I will not rest until this world is one where people need no longer suffer the horrors of war.
* **Rosellan (M)**: A bit idealistic, no? I reckon that only bloodier days are ahead...
* **Groma**: I know this better than anyone, boy. And yet, I mustn't give up hope.
* **Groma**: At long last, my conscience is clear, and I fight with newfound purpose. For the hope of a brighter future!

## Mid-Battle Conversations

### Chapter XVIII, Part II: Bound by Sorrow

#### vs. Gustadolph

* **Groma**: This is it, Gustadolph. I've no words for you, but I'll deliver you quietly to your fate.
* **Gustadolph**: We shall see, Groma. I believe before the day is done, you'll have wished you had chosen a more quiet life.

### Chapter XIX: A Dream in Winter

#### vs. Gustadolph

* **Groma**: We elders were wrong for overlooking the mistakes of the young. But the time to atone for that has come.
* **Gustadolph**: Leave this place, Groma. The battlefield is best left to young soldiers like the rest.

### Final Chapter: The Bell Tolls for No One

* **Groma**: Svarog, you damn fool! Just where did a great man like you lose your way?
* **Svarog**: This is the last time I will ever feel the brunt of your iron fist, Groma. Let us go down with Aesfrost, together.

### Final Chapter: For Norzelia

#### vs. Idore

* **Groma**: I should've killed you thirty years ago, Idore. Regardless, our time is coming to an end.
* **Idore**: Even the Iron Fist must succumb to the ravages of age, I see. But I am not like you Groma. I am eternal, and shall deliver everlasting peace to Norzelia!