[center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/LkjUl9O.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/pq1V8p0.gif[/img][/center] [color=E5A7E2] [center] 🌸 [color=F97FCA]Race:[/color] Half-Elf 🌸 🦋 [color=#FFD351]Class:[/color] Druidic Mystic 🦋 🍄 [color=#BC16A1]Location:[/color] The Bathroom🍄 🍃 [color=#FFD351]Interactions:[/color] Menzai[@Samreaper] B🍃 🌼 [color=F97FCA]Equipment:[/color] 🌼 [hider=Full Equipment List][color=FFD351]✦[/color] Druidic Staff [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Stone-Carved Dagger [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Poison-Tipped Blowgun Darts [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Her amulet [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Satchel [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Flint & dried tinder moss [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Waterskin [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Dried Medicinal Herbs [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Bag of pretty trinkets, marbles and rocks [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Sharpening river stone [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Oruna tribal moon bracelet[/hider] 🪷 [color=#BC16A1]Attire:[/color] [url=https://i.imgur.com/6CiluJx.png]Outfit[/url] 🪷 [hider=Attire][color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Antler Headdress[/color] – Elegant branching antlers wrapped in vines and blooming wild roses and other flowers, dangling with purple crystal teardrops. [color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Thick Magenta Hair[/color] – Flowing in long, heavy waves with many braids, tiny beads and blossoms braided throughout. [color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Forest Bralette[/color] – A natural fabric top adorned with layered leaves, hide, flowers, and shimmering gem accents across the bust. [color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Arm Jewelry[/color] – Vine-wrapped armlets and bracelets studded with glistening stones in violet and turquoise hues. [color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Green Cloaklet[/color] – A light green cloak clasped with a gem like amber—crafted from flora and fauna [color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Layered Skirt[/color] – Flowing petal-draped skirt with high side slits, woven from cloth and flower petals [color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Waist Adornments[/color] – A golden vine belt holding a satchels, feathers, and a charm pouch of herbs and trinkets. [color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Leg Jewelry[/color] – Beaded anklets and thigh cords with gemstone charms [color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Nature Tattoos & Paint[/color] – Faint tribal markings or nature-inspired body paint peek beneath her outfit[/hider] 🪞 [color=F97FCA]Gold Balance:[/color] 55 🪞 🌸 [color=#FFD351]Injuries:[/color] [hider=Injuries] [b][color=F97FCA]🗡 Deep Stab Wound – Inner Forearm:[/color][/b] Took a dagger meant for her chest directly into her forearm. Blade embedded deep, slicing muscle and likely grazing bone. [color=#FFD351][b]Symptoms:[/b][/color] Intense bleeding, nerve pain, compromised grip strength, nearly unusable arm. [color=F97FCA][b]💥 Dagger Hilt Nerve Strike – Same Arm:[/b][/color] Liana delivered a blunt-force strike to the same wounded arm, targeting the nerve center. [b][color=#FFD351]Effect:[/color][/b] Caused violent spasms, a surge of white-hot pain, and temporary loss of staff control. [color=F97FCA][b]👢 Abdominal Kick #1:[/b][/color] Delivered early in the fight, knocking the wind from her lungs and sending her back into a fall. [b][color=#FFD351]Injury:[/color][/b] Minor bruising and impact trauma; no time to recover before escalation. [color=F97FCA][b]💥 Blunt-Force Trauma – Abdomen (Round Two):[/b][/color] After wounding Liana with her claws, Phia was struck again by a full-force kick, this time with devastating intent. [color=#FFD351]Result:[/color] Cracked ribs upon impact, severe internal pain, and possible bruised organs. 💔[color=F97FCA] [b]Mirror Slam – Back & Head Trauma:[/b][/color] Her body was hurled into a mirror, causing glass to shatter around her. [color=#FFD351][b]Likely Effects:[/b][/color] Lacerations, mild to moderate concussion, whiplash, and shock. 💣[color=F97FCA] [b]Face Slam x3 – Wood Frame:[/b][/color] Liana repeatedly smashed Phia’s head into the shattered wood behind her. [color=#FFD351][b]Injuries:[/b][/color] Scalp bleeding, split lip, bruising across face and brow, potential concussion symptoms worsened. [b][color=F97FCA]💀 General Condition:[/color][/b] Phia was left semi-conscious, bleeding from multiple points, her breath labored, body trembling, and suffering from a mix of nerve trauma, internal bruising, broken ribs, and likely concussion. [/hider] 🌸 [img]https://i.imgur.com/cOPfAGm.png[/img][/center] The shadows fled from her vision as the blue sky above greeted her. Phia’s breath hitched, chest rising as the strange cold warmth of the magic faded from her limbs. Her ribs no longer screamed. Her blood no longer burned. But it wasn’t the pain that made her freeze. It was him. Menzai was right beside her, close enough to touch. Her eyes flared wide, and a gasp escaped her lips.[color=F97FCA]"Menzai…?"[/color] she whispered, then louder: [color=F97FCA]“Menzai!!”[/color] She scrambled across the bar top. She launched herself forward with the recklessness only someone born of instinct and emotion could possess, tackling Menzai in a clumsy embrace. Her arms flung around his neck, and her face buried into his shoulders. [color=F97FCA]"I thought you were gone!"[/color] she cried. She pulled back only enough to stare at his face, touching it with both hands like she needed to feel it to believe it was real. Her fingers smeared dried blood across his cheek, but she was smiling. [color=F97FCA]"I'm glad you're not dead."[/color] she informed him, then pressed her forehead against his, eyes squeezed shut. Then the Stormrider groaned beneath her. Her fingers tightened reflexively around Menzai’s arm, gripping it fiercely as a voice filled the air. She blinked, bewildered, trying to spot the source. Her gaze snapped around in confusion as if the ship itself had come alive and was speaking in a man’s voice. [color=F97FCA]“How…?”[/color] she whispered, half to herself, half to Menzai. Then her gaze darted around, the sound of fearful murmurs and tense movements echoing around her. They were praying to their Gods, that much she could garner. She swiftly moved Menzai closer as her instincts flared, pulling him to the other side of the bar with her. Phia pulled him along until she’d wedged them into the nearest corner where the bar’s sturdy wall curved inward like a protective shell, her muscles protesting even as her will pushed beyond exhaustion. The ship began its plunge, wrenching violently downward. Phia clenched her jaw, gripping Menzai tighter. Around them, chaos exploded: the screech of metal against rock, the violent shuddering of the deck beneath them, and the gut-wrenching sensation of plummeting toward the unknown. With every jolt, every slam against her battered body, Phia refused to loosen her grip. Her breath came ragged, but her hold remained unbreakable. When the Stormrider finally crashed violently into the shore, Phia screamed defiantly against the roaring destruction, holding fast as the impact thundered through her bones. The collision rattled her entire frame, but she never yielded, never let go. Then it was all still. Slowly, Phia lifted her head, blinking through tears of relief and burning eyes. Her body ached again as she coughed harshly, but immediately her attention returned to the figure still pressed protectively against her chest. [color=F97FCA]"Menzai?"[/color] she murmured, voice trembling as she gently touched his face again. Seeing him breathe, feeling the warmth of life still steady in his body, Phia exhaled a shuddering sigh. Captain Cindralis’s voice echoed faintly in the aftermath, drawing her attention back to the grim reality. Phia forced herself to stand, legs shaking beneath her. She turned toward the coastline ahead, and a smile slowly formed on her lips. [color=F97FCA]“We’ve made it to a new land,”[/color] Phia breathed, her voice tinged with awe as if crash-landing in a battered heap was simply the beginning of a grand adventure. She reached for the amulet at her neck, whispering her thanks to the spirits of the sky.[/color]