[center][color=F7D6B5]♥ [b]Elemette • 10th of Hearts • Attendants[/b] ♥[/color]

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[sup][color=FF0E20][b]HP: 10/10[/b][/color] [color=17758D]||[/color] [color=A625E7]SA: 26/26[/color] [color=17758D]||[/color][color=gold] 299 GP [/color][color=17758D]||[/color][color=FF8527] [b]12 / 1000 CP[/b][/color]
* No Condition *[/sup]
[h3]Prime District Entrance [color=17758D]||[/color] Making Friends? [color=17758D]||[/color] Relieved and Bein' a Goof 2[sup][sup][sup][sup][sup]electric boogaloo[/sup][/sup][/sup][/sup][/sup][/h3][/center]

Elemette was relieved. These people seemed nice, at least, for the time being. Fitzgerald was an odd one. He introduced himself in such an elaborate and gentlemanly way. This, along with how Elemette was raised, was a major red flag for her. Not even aware she was doing so, she crept towards the girl, an action that only the astute (or hopelessly romantic) would notice.

The girl introduced herself. She was Kaela of The Hands of Healing. Elemette didn't quite know what exactly this hand was; she was a sheltered child, and thus, knew little of even her own social class. Then, Kaela introduced her pet. Good lord, it was a flying rat with beady little eyes and maniacal little claw-hands. 

Elemette quickly leapt back upon seeing the rat. She did not like him one bit. She was so shocked that she did not even remember its name. Rather quickly, she realized that her sudden astonishment and leap back was rather rude, so she quickly introduced herself.

[color=F7D6B5]"I am Elemette."[/color] She said as she preformed a curtsy. Her introduction was, surprisingly, not clouded by her social ineptitude. She had practiced it for hours on end. Such is the life of one of her family. Even an impression at one glance was important! But, that was something internalized by her, albeit poorly.

[color=F7D6B5]"So, I'm, er, supposed to be going to suite, er..."[/color] Elemette said. She forgot what her dorm was. She quickly pulled out her paper and read it. [color=F7D6B5]"VIP suit A-1, or something like that..."[/color] Her voice faded out into a whisper by the time she said the word that.

[Hider=Inventory on her Person]
[color=F7D6B5][b]Treasures:[/b][/color] None
[color=F7D6B5][b]Inventory:[/b][/color][list]
[*]Mess Kit
[*]Bag of Light Tools
[*]Bag of Heavy Tools
[*]3x Glass Vials
[*]Climbing Gear

[*]Hidden Pouch: COMPLETELY FULL OF GLASS

[*]Iron Rations x3[/list]
[color=F7D6B5][b]Thematic Items:[/b][/color] Large Stick That Looks Vaguely Like a Staff, Basic Black Dress, Light Jacket, Identification Documents. [/hider]
[hider=Current Stats]
[b]Health:[/b] 10 (Base)
[b]Sanity:[/b] 14 (Base)
[b]Willpower:[/b] 11
[b]Stamina:[/b] 10
[b]Strength:[/b] 10
[b]Dexterity:[/b] 10
[b]Stealth:[/b] 10
[b]Magic:[/b] 12
[b]Vigilance:[/b] 10
[b]Luck:[/b] 8 [/hider]
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[@Kimi][@Mae]