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Current I will not be returning to RPG in the future. I've enjoyed roleplaying with all of you and wish you good luck in all of your endeavors. Catch you on the flip side.
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I made the triplets 16 if that's alright.
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As the other Inn members started drifting away, Autumn felt herself relax as the spotlight was taken off her. She rubbed at her eye sleepily again as she looked up at Name. She yawned and nodded at his offer to go to bed. Sleep sounded nice, especially after all the excitement of today with escaping the facility and meeting all these new people. Not to mention whenever she had a panic attack they always tired her so she was very ready for bed. Her luggage came floating up the stairs courtesy of Aiden and Autumn curled up tighter against Name, eyes already closing.
Estelle stood next to her parents, helping where she was needed as they set up their tent. Considering her whole tribe were wanderers, they had all come together to the festival, using the event as a chance to sell their various wares and trinkets collected over their travels. Their colorful tents could be seen from miles away, bright banners fluttering high in the wind. Estelle's own parents sold a mixture of colorful yarns of cloth and charms to tie in one's hair or string as jewelry. When there was a lull in the crowds, Estelle's padded around the tent and straightened the items as well as add new things to the table.

However, her mind was far away from her task. Just the night before, as her tribe gathered around their campfire, Estelle's parents had broke the news to her that she was chosen to represent the Wind Dancers in this years tournament. It was an honor to be sure but one that was heavy with the burden of making her whole tribe proud. The girl glanced over at her parents who were happily talking to one of the customers. They couldn't be more opposite. There her father stood tall, colorful streaked hair poking out from the red bandana he sported, much like the rest of the tribe. Estelle herself was wearing a silver scarf tied over her hair with little bells on the end that tickled when she turned her head. Her father was also dressed in mostly bright colors. Her mother was a calmer version of him, wearing a scarf of pale blue with clothing of white and black.

As she stared at her parents she decided she wasn't going to disappoint them. Her mother looked over and saw her daughter looking their way. The woman smiled and excused herself from the conversation to walk over to Estelle. "Your father and I can handle it from here. Why don't you go out and explore? But take your violin with you." The command was unneeded, Estelle didn't go anywhere without her violin. With her instrument safely across her back in the case she made out of leather for it that worked much like a swords sheath, Estelle kissed her mother on the cheek, waved at her father before exiting the tent and began wandering down the rows upon rows of tents. She waved at a few of her tribe members as she passed by however she didn't stay and talk.

Estelle waited patiently while Jacque collected his own eggs, distracting Buck by petting the rooster. The rooster was preening again under the girl's attentions, leaving plenty of time for Jacque to collect the eggs without the bird trying to defend the roost. Once her partner exited the coup, Estelle grabbed her basket once more. Seeing as the animals had been taken care of and the eggs collected Estelle decided it would be good to return to the house and see if anyone else needed help. She patted Buck in farewell and spread her wings. She walked away to a clear space and her wings began flapping. Soon a hum filled the air and she rose into the air.

She turned towards the direction of the house and began flying off. As she flew, a sound carried on the wind towards her. She paused, eyes looking around. She spotted something in the distance however it was too far away for her to see clearly what it was. She reached up and removed her glasses. Immediately the word was sharper and lit up in colors. She squinted in the sunlight before she made her eyes focus on the dot in the distance. Like a camera coming into focus, Estelle finally saw what it was. A mother eagle was flying over a rocky crevasse, clawing and striking at it. At first Estelle thought she was simply trying to reach prey however her movements seemed to....erratic. Her ears swiveled towards the bird and the eagle's distressed cries reached her ears mixed with a weaker cry.

Sensing something was wrong, Estelle focused to try and see what the eagle was trying to reach. Hidden in the shadow of the crevasse, she could barely make out the form of a baby bird. That must be the mother's child. She spied a nest right above the crevasse and figured the baby had fallen down. She hoped it wasn't hurt. But the mother wasn't able to reach the fledgling and the baby certainly couldn't stay where it was or it wouldn't last very long.

Estelle make a split-second decision. She sped towards the house and set her basket of eggs near the door before turning and racing towards the eagle as fast as her wings could take her. She sped through the air like a bullet and soon reached the mother. When the bird spotted her, she let a screech of warning. Estelle held up her hands in a placating gesture. "It's okay, I just want to help." She said soothingly. With her baby in danger, the eagle wasn't in the mood and struck out at Estelle with lethal talons. Estelle's fast reflexes were the only thing that saved her from a deep wound, darting to the side in the nick of time. However, she had been a second to slow and she let out a gasp as the talons glanced off the top of her shoulder. She didn't have time to focus on the wound at the moment and directed her attention back to the mother eagle.

It took a few more near hits before Estelle managed to calm the eagle down and let her near the crevasse. With her eyes locked on the eagle should she make any sudden moves, Estelle reached into the rock and gently extracted the baby eagle. Estelle make soothing noises as she slowly flew up to the nest and gently placed the eaglet down. She then backed up to let the eagle go to her baby. Estelle smiled as she looked at her shoulder. The wound wasn't too deep, mostly scratches. The girl turned and began flying towards the house, going more slowly than she had been in her rush to get to the baby.
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