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Redan's assertion that she must have been a cartographer was a leap, but it wasn't entirely off base. Admittedly, she was confident in her understanding of maps, and their relationship to the space that they were supposed to represent. "Not quite." Had been more than enough for her to add...

This didn't look too bad. John was handling well with the Paratrooper-esque confidence that Penthesilea had hoped. For a time, she continued to tell her story of the spider, who would eventually drop the big reve--before any spider-related plot threads because she realized that she was in the...

"Well, that's the idea." She quintessentially agreed to the notion that they simply ask. Where they differed, was in the ease of asking. Every bad scenario that she ran through entered the realm of trenchcoated schemes and hushed utterances of 'Heart of the Ocean'. Every single instance she...

Her time in the game had been exceptionally mundane. At this time, she wasn't sure there were even any monster to take note of. Her worst encounter as of yet had been with the likes of a rhinoceros beetle that challenged her sanity by way of being far larger than any insect should have any right...

She couldn't agree in good faith; John Yun was evidently more proficient in acts of bastardy, while the goatherd's entire schtick was unbearable levels of taffidness. Whatever the goatherd was mumbling had to end--be it commands to the goat, incantations, or unflattering comments about her lack...

There wasn't a shred of disbelief as Redan took it upon himself to throw the words "dream" and "adventure" within the same sentence. It could have been endearing, but it wasn't. Penthesilea remained ever static in the blistering heat, losing precious energy as her eyes tracked Redan's youthful...

It *was* a rabbit. Whatever deeply woven guilt that continued to wax and wane within Penthesilea's mind couldn't change the fact that this was a hypothetical rabbit, and a virtual one at that. She had died on hills much less worthy, but she didn't have to bring someone down with her. She needn't...

"It's a small bovine hoof: Likely that of a sheep. Meaning this is simply case of an incompetent shepherd. What we'll be doing is brining their failures to light, or possibly blackmailing them with their failures. I haven't decided yet. She ever so bluntly explained, burning her parchment to...

Up until now, Penthesilea felt as if she was wasting her time. For all the various dossiers she had to say about Terrasphere and all of the interesting things there were to do, she mostly found herself wandering the woods and getting involved with rabbit crimes. When one of her star-crossed...

"Good afternoon, Mr. Yun.” She curtly greeted, upon being accosted by the guttural entrance of her dear friend and all of his past and present criminal misdeeds. Offering up one of her makeshift masks, she gestured for John down to join her in kneeling down to examine the well trodden soil...

Something’s rotten in the town of… Saines Fells. A small farm priory needed help, and the naturally unpious Penthesilea was more than ready to try her hand at their conundrum. It was a simple enough task: Find the rabbit that has ruined the priory’s garden. Unfortunately, taking an analytical...

Nature stinks. Left wandering through the brush, Penthesilea considered her first few moments in this allegedly amazing program to be a rousing failure. Tormented by bugs, accosted by low-hanging foliage, and otherwise disheveled by the lack of all the various luxuries she had grown to be...

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You can go in-depth about how your build works here, detailing how your masteries work together, etc. Don't change any of the spacing if you can. Weapon Tags Name (Weapon Type) Armor Tags Name (Light/Medium/Heavy Armor) Trait Name. If you have any trait that requires additional explanation...