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[center][h1][i][color=662d91]Lehariel Leet[/color][/i][/h1][/center]

In the inn one could indulge in various things. One such thing was the sweet, sweet embrace of a nap. Many adventurers would agree that after a particular eventful day, there was nothing more enticing than drifting off into the unconscious world of dreams that was slumber. Lehariel herself had wisely chosen to take a rest in the inn, to refresh herself for the day that awaited her. After all, every day was home to a new adventure in the world of Talrae.

Lehariel's rest had been adequate. At first, she struggled to get to sleep, for her mind was in various places at once. She couldn't help but think about her new comrades, the world they found themselves in, and potential spells she could buy, along with combinations of attacks to let loose on some fools. But eventually, she did fall asleep... but the young mage found herself waking up earlier than usual, at the precise moment of 6:35. It was certainly a change from waking up late, something Lehariel was prone to doing in the real world. But waking up at such a time brought forth a catastrophically cruel conundrum. 6:35 wasn't exactly an hour where many people were active. It was the bloody morning! Even the night was more active, at least in Lehariel's experience. To make matters worse, Lehariel just couldn't force herself back to sleep. With a sigh, she rolled over onto her back and looked at the wooden roof of her room.

[color=92278f]"Bloody hell... I just can't seem to get a good rest anymore... I could go for more sleep, but that's not so easy... maybe I'll look if I can get me a swig of soda. That'll wake me right up..."[/color] She mumbled to nobody in particular. [color=92278f]"I wish I had a skill like that. 'Soda Making'. I could make a business outta that - get me more spells. I'd even get soda to drink..."[/color]

Lehariel continued to stare at the ceiling with a vacant stare. She noticed various black dots on the ceiling, from who knows what. But how they found their way there didn't matter, not in the slightest. Instead, Lehariel began to count them, in hopes of staving off boredom. But it was only a temporary measure, for there wasn't much to do after counting all thirty-six black dots on the roof.

[color=92278f]"Hold on... a business? I could use some of my skills for that...! Didn't I level up my Astrology? I need to get some use out of that... so what if I read fortunes? That'd be a good idea. Easy money is an easy choice for me, anyway!"[/color] And with that, Lehariel found herself a little more awake than before, as she reached towards one of her items, the Ink and Quill, along with her unused scroll. She had an idea, and she was going to write - and draw it onto paper. It was a good plan, at least to the money-hungry mage. In time, she finished her sketches...

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Her plan didn't seem to have any hitches, at least to her. People would ask her for their fortunes, and Lehariel could just make something up from the top of her head. Not only that, but Lehariel had heard that fortune tellers got paid for that! That was just ludicrous... and Lehariel loved it. It was like a door had been opened to an opportunity, an opportunity that would lead to her making even more renn. And of course, that meant Lehariel had more to spend. She'd be able to buy more spells, more weapons, more actions, the whole lot! It was a very tempting path. Lehariel planned to try it out if she had any free time. But, with that, Lehariel placed down her ink and quill along with the scroll. A while had passed since she'd woken up, for the clock said 6:59. It was still [i]early[/i], but it was a more bearable type of early, to put it one way.

Lehariel talked a lot about style, so it was only natural that she went and readied herself for the day to come - looking like she just woke up was simply not acceptable for Lehariel Leet. Looking her best twenty four seven was her policy, and she tried her darndest to accomplish it. When she was done with this, it was 7:10. With nothing else left to do, it was time to exit her room and probably get a bite to eat and some form of liquid to drink. She hoped there was steak and soda - that'd be ideal.

Heading into the inn's dining area, Lehariel found that a fair few people were already out and about, eating and drinking, all that. It was a nice thing to know, at the very least... though, Lehariel found herself at a loss as to where to go. There were various chairs free - some were by vacant tables, some were by tables with people already present, and some of those people were even familiar faces from the Legion of the Wolf. The white-haired mage found herself against a new enemy - indecision regarding seating arrangements.

[color=92278f][i]'Geez... I've got no clue where to go. No clue at all.'[/i][/color]

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Nefarious plans rush through Lehariel's mind after she woke up from a slumber.
Her plan - to make money via an Astrology stall.
She heads downstairs to eat. That's important.
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