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11 yrs ago
Current Sorry for my absence. I'm back now but I go under a new name, Ambra. If you wanna RP with me again just search me up!
11 yrs ago
Doge~
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I'm back~
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Damn.

Too early in the morning.

Maybe she heard of her or something? IDK
I laughed at Leon's dislikes. XD

Anyway, you need more weaknesses for Trina and Leon. ^^
But... it's... burnt pie.
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Dude I would be such in a bad mood. Like really.

Ambra: Oh no I killed him! *sob*

Then everyone would be terrified of Ambra forever.
Dude, that's not fair at all. If I can bake you a pie I would.
... but I don't know how to cook.

Then Ambra nearly kills Zaino and says "Like that?"
I edited lol.

How was your exam?

Zaino has to teach Ambra aggression. XD She's like. Pudding.
Then Ambra could be buttraped by his hostility lessons.

How was your exam?
Ambra had backed away from the so called “bandit”. It seemed that this man meant no harm, as if he had, she would have been struck down by him in an instant. Her eyes flicked to the mage and archer, one of which who scared the soul out of her, and she could not help but smile. That was kind of cute. They looked like little mongrel puppies! All shriveled and lost and alone in this large expanse of sand and rock.
Another person joined them, this one a woman. Ambra raised her eyes to her, and her eyes widened in shock. Zaino took the word out of her mouth. Helena! she breathed, trembling a bit. But not out of fear, out of pure pleasure. She laughed, her legs bending a bit as she bounced up and down like an excited pup. ”Oh, Gods above, it’s you! I thought… I thought that… they got you…”
Ambra was a very emotional woman, and she felt tears come to her eyes. Helena should be recognized by all Shepherds as she was their Lady, and Ambra was one of those Shepherds. She admired the blond lady’s strength and spirit, along with her sense of leadership. Sobbing, she ran to her and leapt on her, clinging to her with both her arms and legs. ”I thought they killed everyone.” she breathed, trembling.
Thinking that she was the last Shepherd was very, very depressing. She knew that she would not be able to restart the faction. Ambra had no leadership skills, no sense of direction. By the time she would get their numbers up to one hundred, they would be slaughtered again. ”You know me, right?” said Ambra, letting go of her and beaming up at the stronger woman. ”I’m Ambra! You… were in the largest barracks, right? I was an archer there. Well… I’m… I-I’m still an archer…”
She turned to Phillip and held up a hand. ”Halt, good sir! Do not harm this man! Do you not know he is a Shepherd?”
Solace, Ambra should teach Zaino in the art of compassion while Zaino should teach her in the art of aggression. XD

Hey Vin! :3
Well, Silas was enthusiastic. That was, until they were ignored. It was quite odd really. He believed that a mage donning blue clothes and a green haired man in the middle of a dry forest. Silas let out a low whimper and Talbot heaved a sigh, his eyes growing slanted. His shoulders sagged and the sweat rolled off of his nose. Great. They left a shaded camp just to be ignored? Wow. That was just… wow. Talbot rubbed the bridge of his nose and groaned loudly.
Silas said that he wanted to make himself known. Talbot gulped, grabbing tighter onto his satchel. He felt like his arm was going to be ripped off. Why should they make themselves known? One wrong move and he could end up as a saddle throw for that man’s horse. “Silas, maybe we should… Silas?” Talbot was surprised to see the archer cut a path to the people, but, afraid of being alone in this heat, followed. His bout of coughing made his hair stand on end, and the mage glanced toward the people. The girl was up now moving away from the suspected bandit, shaken and seemingly in pain, but maintaining her composure. Impressive. She seemed the weak type.
”I don’t think they’re friends. I think they’re going to kill each other. And I don’t want to get in the way of that.” Talbot muttered to Silas. ”And Naga damn it, do you have to be so loud? You probably woke Grima up with that last bit.”
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