[center][color=lightskyblue][h2]Rue[/h2][/color]
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[center][color=LightSteelBlue][b]Time:[/b][/color] [color=LightSkyblue] Night
[color=LightSteelBlue][b]Location:[/b][/color] North Pass 
[color=LightSteelBlue][b]Interaction:[/b][/color] [@helo] Bowyn
[color=LightSteelBlue][b]Equipment:[/b] [/color]Small backpack, two knives, rations, water flask, food, hygiene products, [url=https://i.imgur.com/ESwqVza.jpg]Old outfit[/url]
[color=LightSteelBlue][b]New purchases:[/b][/color] [url=https://imgur.com/6Ps3uyt]Female outfit[/url], [url=https://imgur.com/a/NgNDZSQ]Bow & quiver of Arrows[/url] [/color][/center]
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[color=LightSteelBlue]The past four months had been one of the best times of Rue’s lifespan. She had met so many new Avalians and humans. Losing the human girl, Saoirse, had been upsetting. Her duty to watch the human had failed. There had been a heavy weight on her chest she hadn’t been able to shake. As a result, her mission had been to protect and keep track of the other humans: Bardulf and Ismael. In the back of her mind Rue knew this was fruitless to blame herself yet the guilt persisted. Rue had given Annya a hug and helped her search for Saoirse but they ultimately ended up leaving. 

Before leaving Riverport, Rue had made sure to stock up on the honeytoast the next morning, forcing the shopkeeper yet again to close early. The light elf army that had surrounded their group was both surprising and filled her with dread. The war was here, she was with a princess and humans. The situation had felt much more real and caused Rue to sink into a bout of anxiety that caused her to disappear from the group at random. She didn’t want to worry anyone, so she’d kept it to herself and had surprisingly, shared some of Bowyn’s zemak when the opportunity arose. It helped being around him and she usually perked up when he was around. 

Leaving Riverport and going to North Pass aided the young fairy’s mood. It was cold, snowy, and far away from the drama of the other areas. Rue had immediately felt at home. As though a match had been lit under her, her spirits had risen. The North Pass citizens had been sweet and accommodating. Meeting a Polar Bear had caused her to nearly cry as she was reminded of those at home. She wondered how her family - no, the village - was fairing. When the war was over, she’d have more than enough amas to help it survive far beyond their wildest dreams. 

Over the past few months, she had kindled a few new friendships that she had forced herself to get out of her comfort zone. One particular human had been an easy match: Bardulf. He was quiet and shy like her, and his willingness to hang in the back of the group brought her much relief. The two were on the same page and had taken to training together. Helping him develop his magic had brought her pure joy. The success and combinations they created together were incredible. Having heard of the human’s magic had been a fairytale, a legend and something she thought she’d never see. They had fire and electricity in the group with Ismael, Kaleb, and Bardulf. It was an honor to Rue to be able to watch them practice and protect them. Whenever things went awry in training, she was there to help heal them. 

Rue had also kindled a friendship with the new dwarf, Bron and enjoyed being around him. His knowledge filled Rue’s thirst for knowledge immensely. His grumpy spirit had not deterred Rue from getting to know him. Though she gave him space when he needed it, Rue also remained available in case he did decide to chat. Having spent time around Bowyn had helped. She considered herself lucky to befriend and become close with him. When she was in a tough spot with her magic, she’d pick his brain for help. Additionally, Rue enjoyed learning more about Ironhold. The Dwarf army had been fascinating for her.

The next acquaintance she’d enjoyed was Princess Annya. Rue couldn’t imagine having the burden that the princess had and sought to make her life easier. If she needed a break or favor, Rue was there to fill in and help out. Annya was a princess, but foremost, a warrior. The skill and training the princess acquired with various weapons stunned Rue. It motivated her to learn so she could defend and protect not only herself, but the others as well. She had sought to learn how to hold a sword and also become a more skilled archer. Additionally, Rue had also picked the princess’ brain on how to develop her cyrokinesis.

Finally, and surprising enough to Rue, the dragonborn had become her friend. His short and sweet responses, mixed with his intimidating outward appearance at first had Rue on edge. She had never met a dragonborn before and had been quiet around him. His combat and training methodologies had struck curiosity in the young fairy. The training between Annya and Kharne had begun to wipe Rue out. The training, both with weapons, magic and also Annya’s meditation, began to block out her worries about the war. Ismael and Kharne were usually seen together, so she’d managed to strike a friendship with him as well.

Eris and Kaleb, two entities rarely seen without the other, were unfamiliar with her. Though the rough exterior existed, Rue believed there had to be goodness in both of them. Nonetheless, she remained with her guard up around them. The gut feeling that something was awry rarely left her. She’d confided only in Bowyn however, not wanting to disturb the rest of the group. The way Eris could stealthily move around and appear out of thin air startled Rue. How could she do that so easily? How old was she? With elves, it was hard to tell their age. She had remained polite and kind with both of them, not wanting to offend or upset them.

Now she stood outside Bowyn’s door, paralleling the way he’d been outside of her’s in Riverport. With Bardulf’s note clutched in her hand, she knocked quietly. While waiting, Rue shifted from side to side and pulled at her ponytail. She had allowed her hair to grow out so she could keep it out of her face while fighting and training. Rue waited and adjusted her bow over her shoulder and shifted the quiver of arrows.[/color]