Done! Looking forward to seeing what you cook up this time, Cyclone.

Also, while we're at it, here's a little species doodle.

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[i]Ink runs down the young sculptor's arm as the faery settles on her palm. The ruins of Perfectus glint under a desert sun. It has followed her this far through the heat, and she knows not why, but its cool touch is comforting. Staring into the shimmering wings eases her thoughts away from the crack of bone resounding from her other hand, which she can no longer lift without the aid of a splint. It's not the first split, and it won't be the last. No matter. Soon she will become beautiful.[/i][/hider]