Rose came into the world as the only child in a religious family, her parents often during her childhood visiting shrines in honor of their Ancestors. Despite this, she slowly grew to hate the idea of going to shrines or making offerings because it was heavily implied that she should do the same which made her feel more rebellious. Due to this, she often would slip out at night to go drinking with anyone who would buy her something alcoholic. Over the years, the rift between her and her parents grew which ended up with her leaving her home and deciding to travel around the world to experience as much as she could. And now, it's her goal to see just where she could actually settle down or if she should.
Slipping from the ship, Rose tucked her arms behind her back as she looked around with a bob of her head. Humming as she swayed slightly from side to side, the woman would let out a soft squeak as suddenly she heard someone addressing her. With wide violet eyes, she began to smile brightly as she listened only before she started to laugh. The idea of someone assuming that she was there for wealth was entertaining to her. With her loose fit shirt, pants, and boots? Or elevating herself? No. She was simply bored.
"Well! No, none of that is what I'm interested in. See, I wanna find the tavern! Because I wanna see what that scene is like, aaaand because a drunk man is a truthful man! So - where's the nearest tavern?~"


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