[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] Minerva [@FunnyGuy] 🍃 🌼 [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] Phia is exhausted, weak, and achy. 🌸 [img]https://i.imgur.com/cOPfAGm.png[/img][/center] [color=F97FCA]“The sky decided our fates still await us.”[/color] Phia had smiled at Menzai and then let her gaze drift. Her eyes locked onto the towering figure of the metal man who had retrieved her from the bathroom. Just beyond him, she saw the dragonborn father she had almost quarreled with… now collapsed over the tiny, lifeless body of his daughter. Her breath caught, and she took a slow step forward, legs trembling beneath her weight. Her boot scuffed the deck, then her knees buckled, and she lurched, barely catching herself against the edge of the bar with a soft grunt. Before she could steady herself, a voice called out: [color=peru]“MENZAI!”[/color] Phia’s head snapped toward the woman. Her brows furrowed. Who was she? And… how did she know his name? Her gaze swept over the stranger. There was something familiar there. Ears like Menzai's... [b]Spots[/b]. [color=peru]“Where is the women’s restroom?”[/color] Phia blinked, eyes darting between Menzai and the woman. Her thoughts were scattered, but her instincts still stirred. She straightened a little, wary and protective. Then the woman smiled and greeted her with a friendly, casual [color=peru]“Hi!”[/color] Phia blinked, caught off guard by the warmth. Her eyes flicked once more to Menzai, silently seeking reassurance that this stranger was not a threat. She didn’t seem like one. But Phia’s nerves still buzzed with everything she had just endured: the pain, the chaos, the death. Still, the woman seemed friendly. And she knew Menzai. Maybe that meant something. So Phia smiled, but it was [i]too wide[/i]. Her eyes went a little too round as she raised both hands and gave an awkward double-wave. Then, still smiling, she offered gravely: [color=F97FCA]“You cannot go in there. A girl died inside. There’s [i]blood[/i]… everywhere.”[/color] They were then called for a meeting at that moment, conveniently close to where they already stood, so Phia and Menzai remained just where they were. Phia kept smiling at Minerva until she turned her head as others gathered on the main deck. A new voice rose above the murmurs, drawing her attention, and Phia’s gaze locked onto the white-haired man, the shift immediate as her smile faded, lips parting slightly. [b][color=2F8C99]"I wish I were standing before you with better news. We’ve suffered loss today. Many good people...crew, civilians, and comrades...gave their lives in the battle above as well as the descent. I’ve walked the halls of this ship, and I’ve seen the cost. But I have also seen the reason we’re all still here."[/color][/b] Phia was locked on him as his eyes lingered on her, a smile unbeknownst to her forming on her lips. His words weren't exactly registering fully. [b][color=2F8C99]"It’s because of you. "[/color][/b] She nodded fervently. As the captain continued, she leaned slightly toward Menzai, her voice dipping into a whisper:[color=F97FCA]“We’re in the Lizard Principalities now. I expect we’ll see scaled ones here like the black-haired woman who went to the bathroom. Cold. Selfish.”[/color] She paused, eyes scanning the unfamiliar coast ahead with sharp focus, [color=F97FCA]“But don’t be afraid, Menzai.”[/color] Her grip on her staff tightened with resolve. [color=F97FCA]“We are stronger than lizards.”[/color] When it came to the rest of what the captain said… Phia had no idea what he was talking about. [i]Pirates?[/i] She’d never heard of such people. But it sounded like they liked shiny things like gold. That, at least, made sense. Phia had always gotten along well with those who appreciated shiny objects. [b][color=2F8C99]"We cannot afford panic, and we gain nothing by looking like prey."[/color][/b] [color=F97FCA]“He is wise."[/color] Phia informed Menzai. [i][color=F97FCA]“Prey will die."[/color][/i] Someone began to clap, and Phia, assuming it was the correct response, quickly joined in, her hands slapping together a little too eagerly. But then her clapping slowed as new figures appeared behind the crowd. Her brows knitted, head tilting like a curious creature trying to understand something foreign. More of them stepped into view: strange, attractive, and colorful. [color=F97FCA]“The envoys are here."[/color] She repeated to Menzai. [/color]