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[indent][indent][indent][color=gray][sub][right][color=black][b]Location:[/b][/color] Wayfarer's Retreat -- The City of Thorinn, Aetheria[/right][/sub][/color]
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[color=00FF00]“Wow! What an exciting way to start a raid, huh?”[/color] 

Leaves jumped next to Graves as she placed her own tankard down, splashing some ale on the table as it clumsily planted itself on the table. 

Leaves… was the odd girl out when it came to the members of Mystic Prophecy. She was a long-time member but she lacked the ability to have a filter. Whereas Luci was cold and Priscilica was high strung Leaves was the opposite. Aaginim described the green-haired girl as “bubbly” and “free spirited” whereas other people used other more [i]colorful[/i] language. 

She didn’t pay no mind to it. Leaves never got mad about anything, even when her friends were fighting. When the Zain stuff had happened she had asked him why he had to be so dour and weird, insisted on him making up with Aaginim and Luci. That the guild would be better for it. He didn’t listen and when he finally disappeared from the ranks she felt a bit of sadness. But things changed, as she knew from her real life in a military family. Moving place to place, leaving friends abruptly, and never really feeling like life was stable. That’s why she loved being in Aetheria. She was no longer Natalie, the weird kid with a dad in the Air Force, but instead she was Leaves the eagle-eyed sniper with a motormouth and heart of gold.

[color=00FF00]“Can’t wait to get this party started!”[/color] She exclaimed, [color=00FF00]“Are you guys ready for some goblin smashin’ action? Because I am! Though, I won’t be doin’ much smashin’. I prefer turning them into pin cushions! Haha.”[/color]

The green-haired girl laughed, making pew pew sounds as she said the word ‘pincushions’ as she made fingerguns with her hands.




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