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[h3][color=d84646]Location:[/color][color=mediumvioletred] Center Camp[/color] [color=d84646]||[/color] [color=d84646]Mood:[/color] [color=mediumvioletred]Cheerfully telling tales[/color] [color=d84646]||[/color] [color=mediumvioletred]Keeping the kids out of trouble, collecting water for the Gathering[/color][/h3]
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Ophelia stood with her arms outstretched, clawing at the air and stamping her feet.

[color=mediumvioletred]"And there was the beast, three heads and all, just fangs and teeths and eyes and raving limbs. It snatched the fair maiden away with one great pull, but mighty Darceleius knew just where to strike."[/color] She flung herself forward into the audience of children that sat on the ground around her, their painted faces watching up with big doe eyes. A few squealed in glee as she pretended to lift a mighty sword and slam it into the invisible beast before them. She stood there for a moment, letting them hang on the suspense, before calling the tale for all to here.

[color=mediumvioletred]"He took his magic sword blessed by Miselian and he rasied it high, and they the world shook as he plunged it right into the creature's still beating heart. And with that his great quest was over, and the beast curled up into a writhing mess. He caught Lady Vaine as she fell, and the world was safe from the monstrous beast forever."[/color]
There was a pause and then a collection of claps mixed with excited questions.

[i]"But what about the dragon's teeth?"[/i]
[i]"Did he marry The Lady Vaine? She must of been sooo pretty in her gown![/i]
[i]"Noo the beast can't die! I wanted him to smash everything! That would of been a much better ending."[/i]

Ophelia grinned and flumped back against the ground, noticing a few familliar faces in the crowd.
[i]"Always spinning a yarn, aint we Ophi? Girl never changes!"[/i] came the rabbled call of a Romawyn folk, who gave a laugh from the pit of his belly before slumping off in search of more mead for his tankerd. She gave a lazy wave as the children approached to grill her over the tale.

[color=mediumvioletred]"They say the dragon's teeth are still buried in the mountains to this very day. Darceleius returned to ask one more time for the Lady's hand, and after hearing his deed her father finally relented."[/color]

[center][i]"But what about Miselian and Asteria? What happened to them?[/i][/center]

The girl paused, contemplating the words. [color=mediumvioletred]"Why, Asteria always knew that Darceleius would slay the beast. I imagine the pair of them are in the heavens right now, watching over us."[/color]

Something twinged at the edge of Ophi's consciousness at that, an oddly nostalgic feeling. Ophelia always loved stories of gods, and she loved to entertain, and so tonight was spent like many nights when she had company - weaving tall tales or recounting stories she'd read about in books. At home she had little company, and she came to every Clan Gathering to be sure to get her fill. She always made the most of it, even if she'd gotten in a few unladylike scraps because of it. Good memories go with black eyes, she would say.

As it was, she stood and dusted off her knees. [color=mediumvioletred]"Right, that's all! You lot stay out of trouble. I'm gone to go see if I can lend a helping hand anywhere instead of lazing around all day.[/color]" Another big grin at these words (for they were very true), delighting in the fact that some of the children seemed genuinely dissapointed to be seperated from their soure of entertainment. Still, they'd find other ways to amuse themselves.

Ophelia went to find a milkmaid's yoke and attached some buckets to it, knowing full well they'd always be in need of water. She trampled off to fill them up to the brim. Hopefully she wouldn't get too told off for not helping out much today, considering she'd been here since day one and had done little of use.

She heard the familiar call of an elk in the distance, and her heart lept at the sound. Her measured footsteps became frantic as she ran and skipped towards the ridge to see lower into the valley. Her buckets clinked against her back but she didn't mind - lucky they weren't filled just yet. 

Passing the next text she saw them in the distance.

[color=mediumvioletred]"Bahji! Bahji you're here!"[/color] she called, her voice echoing through the valley as she waved vigorously towards his distant form.

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[list][*][color=mediumvioletred]Memorable[/color][color=cccccc]Ophelia is very memorable. It is noticable when she is not there and she isn't easily forgotten. While this means she would be memorable if she committed a crime, it also means people will be aware if she is missing or lost.[/color][*][color=d84646]Entertainer[/color][color=cccccc] Ophi can pull out a variety of tricks in the name of entertainment. She is a jack of all trades and master of none in this department - she can spin a decent yarn, do a nice enough jig, do some basic slight of hand or sing a pretty ditty, but not well. Anything in the name of entertaining a guest or friend and bringing a smile to their lips.[/color][*][color=mediumvioletred]Reading and Writing[/color][color=cccccc] Ophi is one of the lucky few who knows how to write and read.[/color][/list]
[list][*][color=d84646]Forest Walk[/color][color=cccccc] No bad events or harm can come to Ophelia when she is in the forests (dice based).[/color][*][color=mediumvioletred]Gone with the Wind[/color][color=cccccc] Ophelia is lightning quick which means she's great at dodging and getting in extra speedy attacks of low damage, but in particular she is great at running away from big scary monsters.[/color][*][color=d84646]Me and my Blowgun[/color] [color=cccccc]Ophelia is a dab hand with a blowgun or slingshot, she can fire quickly at short to midrange at a target.[/color][/list][/hider][/center]