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    Fallyn Salum'sae
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  1. [!] While returning from her mushroom seeking mission, given to her by a friendly opossum. Her satchel filled with all manner of fungi. One of which she took a good bite, like an apple. The Dryad caught sight of the missive, and despite the turmoil of the events prior and anxiety for all about to come in the future. While a task loomed in her mind, the words bound to the page brought a smile to her lips. "Blessed be, Ame'llir" Fallyn said aloud, for the ravens to hear, and continued on her way.
  2. The Dryad caught the missive as she passed a road post on her way home. Her eyes immediately drawn by the word "Aspects" written in bold. As she scanned through the words her lips pursed. Even if the name was obscured, she couldn't help but recognize the handwriting. Even the manner of writing. A sigh escaped her parted lips, and despite understanding the disdain, despite being angered with the events that transpired without her knowledge, the only one thing took her mind was Worry. "Why do you love putting a target on your back...?" She muttered before continuing on her path.
  3. +1!!!! Again, this looks amazing! The image picks, the formatting, the writing! It's very crisp! The concept of Celestial magic is also really fun. Hope it goes through and gets accepted!!
  4. "What you writing there?" The Mali'ame chimed in the usual sprightly manner, leaning to peer over the Druid's shoulder as he wrote. Only to be met with the somber reality that crossed view. The curve of her lips faded, knuckles balling up. "So that's what happened that day..." Her eyes traced the words a few more times to make sure it was right what she read. An all too familiar pulse of pale smoke rose from the Druid's body, surrounding her too with the golden motes that danced erratically around her figure. Displaying the storm of emotions that she tried to hide behind her next words. The anger, the sorrow, the fear, the guilt "Tuva'leh iheiuhii sulluelne salumeh ker'ento." After a long, deliberate exhale. The breath she spoke of resonated through her being. A cacophony of hums that embraced the Druid and rippled inwards like wind over a flower field. Attuning herself to seek the feelings that most resembled her own. The anger of the wolves as they fought for dominance, the sorrow of the leaves as they dried to fall. Soon getting ushered by that tune to other places that soothed her spirit. Breaking through her like sunlight through the dense canopies. For a moment of silent she let them flow, merging with the greater harmony until her own feelings were undistinguishable from the world's own ache. Reminding herself of what she promised to maintain, the Balance that existed within The Song of Everything. "Not while the birds still sing outside, not while the flowers bloom and wither." Like a vow, she continued. As if trying to cast off the doubt rose in her wake. Carrying a rare conviction that only the Aspects could provide her tone. "Not while we can still fight." "Next time." A fierce smile returned to her face, an almost mischievous glint as her fangs showed. "You won't stand alone."
  5. Fallyn held herself close as the ship's hull hit the bay. Stepping on the shore of new lands, a glimmer of excitement and the ever looming hope that settled in her heart. A look around for the people that she considered her kin, those who she wanted by her side, with the new visages to discover. And yet a presence was missing... One she knew to keep herself always on the edge of vision. One that slipped away so often. "Suliin..." A longing murmur sounded from her frowned lips. "Nae suliere'ento, llir." Her lips soon curved upwards. A smile flushed with the memories they had already spent together. She'll come back... I'm sure of it. The Druid mused, and stepped forwards into Azuras.
  6. "Oh?" Fallyn's eyes ran through the paper rapidly after notificing a few known names amongst the signatures. "Oh!" Soon after, the 'ame gathered a pile of paper. And her trusty, thoroughly chewed, pencil. Scribbling away. "Aaah." Several letters were sent out...
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    Your character has just arrived in a swampy, dim town. As they look around, their gaze is met with shacks and cabins. It smells of rotted wood and wet moss. They duck and step into a tattered tent, illuminated by a series of candles suspended in the air. At the back of the tent, an old hag raises her head, “What brings you to this dingy town? She begins, then pauses to study your face—”Ah, it’s you. I’ve been expecting you. Sit,” she gestures at a cushion, “Tell me your story.” I smile and nod, adjusting my dress as I sit on the cushion. my eyes roam through the dimly lit tent, before landing on the old lady. "I'm Fallyn Selussa, but you probably knew that already. I’m a seamstress and…” I look around once more, this time with an agenda, before looking at the crone. My voice drops to a conspiratorial tone. “An investigator of sorts…” My expression changes once more to the original light-hearted smile, as I chuckle “Well I guess if you’re not getting paid to investigate anything you’re just nosy, ha ha. You could say I have an eye for a good mystery and I can’t really handle injustice.” I adjust myself on the cushions again, taking out a piece of paper and a quill. “Now it’s your turn, tell me your story…”
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