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[h3][color=40ceb6][i]Ivory[/i][/color][/h3]
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[b]Location:[/b] [i]The Empty Bottle[/i]
[b]Notes:[/b] [i]Interacting with[/i] [b]Xen[/b]
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[url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/65/5f/92/655f92322378bba882c250263117f09d.jpg]appearance pic[/url], roughly 5' 7" with a lean build, confident mannerisms, clothing doesn't stand out or indicate any form of wealth/lack of wealth
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“You don't look the part of a killer. But I suppose that's the idea...” The Ashen Mix was tough but seemed to take to her curiosity with a spark of enthusiasm, almost as if he was pleased by her approach and tenacity. Although Wormsloe hadn't been around as long as Delteria, it had certainly made a name for itself - if you were of the deviant type. It really wasn't the kind of place that Ivory was known to be found, but the path she had put herself on since leaving her family had consistently pulled her darker nature to the forefront. If she was being honest, it didn't really bother her. The Naga-Ashen's comment still caught her off guard.

[color=40ceb6]"I'm not a killer,"[/color] she mumbled as she turned to exit the shop. The creature had already made up his mind about who she was, so she was aware she was wasting her breath, but it was more of a knee-jerk reaction than anything. Her family had always held reputation above everything except the Goddess. They would be disgusted to see her here now. She would have, no doubt, fallen far in their eyes. As Ivory brushed the arbitrary line of thought from her head, a tall man stepped directly between her and the door. She gasped slightly and stepped back to view his towering form. His scowl was obvious, as if she had offended him with her mere presence. [color=40ceb6][i]Well, that's just absurd,[/i][/color] she thought. She had never seen him before. There was no reason for him to dislike her. By nature, however, she dropped her line of sight to somewhere in the middle of his chest. [color=40ceb6]"Excuse me,"[/color] she whispered, her voice coming out more meek than she intended. It even cracked at the end. She immediately cleared her throat and tried again; this time with more volume and confidence. [color=40ceb6]"Excuse me, sir. You're blocking my path."[/color] She looked up, attempting to meet his eyes.