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[center][h1][color=limegreen]Elizabeth Flame[/color][/h1]
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[I][color=limegreen]Location: Gift Shop -> Elevator
Skills: N/A
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	As the bell Rang, Elizabeth cracked her gingers and said, "[color=limegreen]Dinner denotes dastardly diatribes directed down, Thanes that think they they themselves,[/color]" She paused for a moment, thinking for a way to continue her alliterative spree as she walked towards the dining hall, "[color=limegreen]Say something significant, shall see some sad surprise.[/color]" Linguistics were very much her strong suit, and she mostly liked to come up with ways to say things in such a way to pass the time. If there was one constant thing in her life, it was that, though the words may change, language always existed in one form or another.

	 One of the advantages of being blind was that those who didn't know her, and were particularly sappy, would often let her go first in crowded spaces, thinking she couldn't defend herself as well as the others. Squeezing her way into an elevator, she leaned against the wall, and waited for it to bring her up to the hall. She wasn't particularly hungry, she was more focused on just getting this news to the thanes. She proffered her own cooking to the dining hall's food, something about [i]making[/i] something and getting to taste that effort just meant a lot to her.