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Ireneically

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  • Birthday October 14

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    Emilie
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  1. Out of context but relevant: 

     

     

  2. Emilie! - A haunted doctor who seemingly always is at the right place at the wrong time. Skittish and paranoid, but one of the most loving individuals who hopes one day she can retire as a baker
  3. Yet another flower planted in Emilie's garden. A sad look upon her visage as she heard wind of her newest friend's death. She sat vigil upon her doorstep for that night.
  4. Emilie MacPherson's hands shook... Not of fear, but that of rage. A burning anger churning within the bit of her stomach while reading this missive. This was unacceptable... She knew who to seek out next, and for them to seek her out. This would be put to an end. For Acre, for Haense, for the loved ones murdered from the creature. It was time.
  5. Emilie looked at the missive, restraining the urge to just hit her face over and over and over once more.
  6. The Acrean Surgeon-General let out a sigh taking a step out into the misty night air, letting the coolness wash over her to rid the troublesome thoughts from her brain.. It was time... Everything she was prepping for would be ready.
  7. To Lion, I hope all is well and always will be such. Regardless of anything which has happened, happening, and yet to come, do remember: Every ending has a new beginning. It is sad, of course, but it is how we continue and move forward with our lives... A farewell is necessary before you can meet others again. A friend always, Irene
  8. The Acrean nurse let out a noise which was akin to a deflating balloon. Finally... Relief washed over her about this decision. Emilie though wouldn't stop her herb gathering and medicine making. Things were still messy.
  9. Emilie read over this missive and let out a long exasperated sigh. It was ironic how successful the levy of Acreans continued to be... Only few knew that Acre wasn't only facing a singular war at this time. The Acrean Doctor prepped some herbs gathered from her garden knowing the bloodbaths will continue... Supplies are to be made. Another flower had been planted in her garden: memories of those lost in the time of War of Descendants and War of ț̶̢̢̧̬̟̰̻̤̝̜̮̩̘̠̯͎͚̟̲̥̦̞̘͔̘̽̊̍͒̑̅̊̆ͅͅr̵̯̤͖̳̮̦̥̺̗̤̈́ę̶̧͇̖̳̮̦͉̂̈̄̈́̄̈́̔͒̐̈́̽́́̅̈́̀̏̾̓͌͊͘͘͝͝ͅé̶̛̝̦̋̄̈́͐̈́͛̆̃̊̉̀̉̋͛̇̆̀̇̕-̴̳̦̯̍̋͐̊̑̽̿͠s̶̨̨̢̢̧̱̻̪̟̰̻̩̭̘͔̣͚͚̠̥̜͈͈͎̩̯̳̈́͗̂͗̒͛͋̐̇̅͂̂͂͒̀͐̉͋̔̆͘͜͠͠t̶̰̱̠͍̘̱͎̫͕̬͙͔̬͕̙̘̰̞͛̃̆̋͝a̴̡͙̘͇̣͇̘͔̹̭͈̲͔̗̥̙̼͈̗͆̈́́̎̓̌̉̆̉̌͜͠͝͠ĺ̴̢̡͓̻̥͇̮̬͔͓͇̭͎̦̘̮̦̮̹̥̳̻̞̓̏͌͆̆̏͛́ͅͅk̷̡̼̘͙̙̬̞͓̖̲͎̜̗̉̽̀́̔̍̔̈́͒̈͛̾̅͝ę̷̢͎̟͙̦͉̥͓͉̎͑̄̀ř̸̡̧̧̡̧̟͕̥̱̱̖̻̮͉͚͍͔̖͙̺̦̫͎͈̦͈͓͌͆̈́̈̀̋̎̅͂̉͛͜͠͠͝s̶͍͈͓̭̼̫̯̯̺̥͙̠͊̀̑̈́́͛̿̕͘͜͠͝ͅ (Bless @Ryanark for making this amazing vid)
  10. That one girl... The damned girl. The Vienne Nurse... She sat at her window, waiting for the reply to the bird which she sent out to the one she deemed a potential friend. This one, Agnieszka, who needed kindness for a moment to break that hellscape she traversed daily... She had a pie waiting for her back at Emilie's abode. Apple.
  11. The Vienne Nurse, Emilie, blinked as she had no idea that this was a contest... Her face scrunched a bit as she mumbled something about how she wish she could've done better and hopefully won the mina to put toward the clinic. Though, she wasn't bitter, others perhaps needed the money more than her and prayed the mina would go to the one who needed it the most.
  12. IGN: Ireneic_ DISCORD: Irene#6816 NUMBER: 24
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