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[color=black]Li Zhao 「李昭」 [/color]
[color=#8f344f]Li Zhao 「李昭」[/color]
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[color=#8f344f][b]Location:[/b] Unknown, Froviel Empire[/color]
[color=#8f344f][b]Interacting With:[/b][@Sedjwick][@Ryteb Pymeroce][/color]

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[center][hider=Status][sub][h3][b][color=#5e5e5e]Lv.[/color] [color=#9F9F9F]10[/color][/b][/h3][/sub]
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[color=#5e5e5e]STR [color=#9F9F9F]23000[/color][color=2e2c2c]__[/color]|[color=2e2c2c]__[/color]END [color=#9F9F9F]23000[/color][color=2e2c2c]__[/color]|[color=2e2c2c]__[/color]INT [color=#9F9F9F]2000[/color][color=2e2c2c]__[/color]|[color=2e2c2c]__[/color]AGL [color=#9F9F9F]3000[/color][color=2e2c2c]__[/color]|[color=2e2c2c]__[/color]DEX [color=#9F9F9F]1000[/color][color=2e2c2c]__[/color]|[color=2e2c2c]__[/color]LCK [color=#9F9F9F]1000[/color][color=2e2c2c]__[/color][/color][/hider][/center][hr]

Things were going smoothly now that she had convinced the boy Milo that it was safe to return. She gave him an approving look as a satisfied grin play on her lips. [color=#cd758f][b]"Come along then. The kobold may be gone, but we're still in the middle of the wilderness."[/b][/color] They two meandered through the tall grass, walking astride, when one of the other's approached.

Zhao eyed him up and down, noting his features, she realized, for the first time: tall, lithe, and pale with a mop of dusky brown hair. The goggles resting on his head gave her a moment's pause. She had not see anything quite like it. Perhaps he was a scholar of some kind? 

[color=#cd758f][b]"Puppeteer?"[/b][/color] She parroted, sounding a little confused. Driven by mild suspicion, her eyebrows inched upward. Faint memories of a rustic village began to surface. Children gathered around makeshift booths along the street, and the nearby merchants put on a show with hand puppets next to their shops. She watched the puppets act out their slapstick scenes and Sam's magic trick with a stoic calm, but the glimmer of wry amusement in her eyes would easily betray her. Sparing a glance at Milo, she briefly wondered if he was interested in puppets like those children in the village.

[color=#cd758f][b]"It is a pleasure to meet you, Sam. I belong to the honorable Li family, humble protectors of Tian Xia. You may call me Zhao,"[/b][/color] she said with practiced formality, and bent forward in a modest bow.