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[color=silver]L O C A T I O N :[/color]   M Y R I A M O R   B E D   &   B R E A K F A S T 
[color=silver]I N T E R A C T I O N S :[/color]    C A E L A N ,  R O S A R I A ,  S O P H I E ,  N U A L L Á N ,  J O M A R I
T A G S :   [@Potter], [@13org], [@Alivefalling], [@princess], [@baraquiel]
[color=silver]E Q U I P M E N T :[/color]   W A T E R   F L A S K ,  W A Y F I N D E R ,  T R A N S M I S S I O N   B R A C E L E T
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	[color=silver][color=white] “Oh, why Princess Rosaria,”[/color] Aurora began with a small blush tinting across her pale cheeks, [color=white]“perhaps something just small and light,”[/color] she thought to her diet. It was intricate in its own right and generally leaning toward avoiding animal products. However, she did not wish to inconvenience anyone with her choice of foods. To be inhospitable due to a diet that was only invoked willfully seemed petty and unwise. 

	 Yes, it was her first time leaving the kingdom, and in her own mind, she thought to be a little scared, if her dream meant nothing than that.  She could have vouched for nothing to consume. Her father had warned her against letting her stomach rule her thoughts. However, it had been a long journey and only the beginning of the journey. There was also a temptation to let her will become too big and not support her body properly. 

	 There were advisors who had transcended past needing certain stereotypical nourishments to continue a physiological health. Aurora knew she was far from such a state. She was young in her own right and for such a reason, despite her current occupational status, she still had to yield to her own powers or lack thereof. Talented as she was, Aurora was no prodigy, after all.

	Upon hearing Nuallán’s thoughtful response, the Elf turned her attention, gently tilting her head. A relaxed expression settled over her face, erasing any blush that had been roused by her discomfort for consumption, [color=white]"Myriamor seems to be filled with unspoken wisdom. Our journies through the land will be profitable.”[/color] Her voice was light and airy as she spoke, not holding too much to her own. Nuallán was a knowledgeable elf. He had much commentary worth obtaining. She felt comforted that he had attended with them, and she thought Jomari might profit from the remedies Myriamor has to offer, despite his opposing attitude. The young man had many worries interwoven into his expressions, and some of them may have been rightfully worn. However, she understood a greater power within him that was being detained by his desires towards being detestable. Still, she made no comment. It was not a necessary thing to make light of. [/color]