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Bluebird blinked. For a brief moment she was able to look into the little apartment - and how curious it was, that they had apparently chosen to acquire such a thing, rather than simply resting in an inn or a traveler's stable. Not that it was her place to tell people what they should or should...

Bluebird stiffened, leaning back in parity with Kyra's leaning forward to sniff her. She was suddenly glad for the package standing between her and the other woman - it was a makeshift barrier, but better than nothing. And if she had to, she could simply fly from this place faster than the other...

Bluebird blinked, then nodded in response to Kyra's question. Ah, yes! Just a moment! She reached into her satchel, pulling out a little notebook. The pages looked more like a ledger, filled with signatures from previous customers. She held out a pencil and tapped an empty space with a pen...

Bluebird's tittering whistle could barely be heard over the hubbub of Stokbon's streets, but there was certainly missing the bright blue beastfolk leaping from roof to roof as the wind carried her above the foot traffic. A satchel bounced off her side, while her claws clacked loudly across...

Bluebird blinked as Kakao pulled out a pair of headphones. She hesitated a moment before taking them, and considered them carefully. She didn't quite have ears the way a person did - there were instead holes there at the base of her wings. In truth, it was something she tried not to think about...

Still, for me to be so clumsy... Bluebird inhaled and exhaled slowly. The man named Kakao seemed to be fine, and though she wasn't sure if he truly was unbothered by her accident, she could do nothing but take his words for granted. She forced a smile and took his hand, pushing her concerns to...

Bluebird peered over the edge at Kakao. He seemed okay, but she couldn't shake off the terrified and embarrassed expression on her face. Ah, yes- in a moment! With a whistle and a flutter Bluebird dropped off the edge of the building. The wind caught her just before she hit the ground...

Getting Camp Nisus fixed would take more than singing and motivation on Bluebird's part - it would require work, the sort that needed her to kneel in the mud and pick splinters from her fingers as she set about the rough and surprisingly complicated business of rebuilding. She was no stranger to...

Bluebird nodded, and closed her hand. Thank you. I look forward to speaking with you again, Herculean. It was an unnerving leap to make - to tie herself into a organization she knew so little about. How many things could go wrong? How could it be twisted against her, or turned into a trap? She...

Bluebird smiled, looking a little embarrassed by Herculean's cheer. Using the Slicer spell still made her stomach flutter a little, but it was exactly the sort of power she would need to do well with this party, right? Well, I hope that I will be able to help on all fronts in your group! With...

130 -7 HP from Kitkatamari -30 HP from lasers How a metal orb could roll so swiftly and without any apparent means of propulsion was truly a mystery to Bluebird. Perhaps it possessed some magic of its own that drove it inexorably forward... By now, the loss of her gold was far from Bluebird's...

Bluebird glanced down at Herculean's arms. She imagined he'd already received all the healing that would be effective by now - it was just down to natural recovery to finish it. Still, it made her shiver to imagine what she had narrowly avoided... Ah, I have... not have the pain limiters on...

Bluebird paused in her departure, turning with a tilt of her head. Then Cain began to tear a strip from his banner, and her eyes widened with shock. Oh, your banner! You... But it was too late for her protests - the deed had been done too quickly and effortlessly for her to stop it. She took...

Bluebird stiffed as Herculean draped an arm over her shoulder. A part of her mind began to mutter, freeze-appease-accept, but... she didn't have to worry about that here, did she? She slowly lifted a hand and pushed away Herculean's arm ...please, do not touch me without asking, if you could...

Bluebird hummed thoughtfully. And if her hands twitched behind her back, weaving the bits of magic to infuse said humming with patience, well, Herculean didn't need to know. Seven warriors, would-be heroes travelling the land... it seems you are seeking to weave a story, then. Interesting! An...

Bluebird was orating, she realized - at some point Cain had stopped being a person and become a member of the crowd. One among many that hoped to see into her depths, unaware that they gazed into a mirror. Perhaps this man was more than that, but the need to withdraw behind that barrier was too...

Bluebird listened politely as Herculean spoke of the fight with the Matron. The fight that had felled quite a few travelers, particularly among the Explorers. A painful truth of such battles in games like these, it seemed - it was only fortunate that they could come back. Except for the one...

When Bluebird saw the message, she was puzzled. She... vaguely recalled the person known as Herculean, as someone among the Explorers who had been... well. She shook off the thought. That he wanted to speak was surprising, though. What could it be that he wanted with her? She couldn't imagine...

130 -7 retaliation damage Ah! Come back! It had been a fruitful day of busking on the streets of Finweald. People were always happy for a song or two, and the little box she had set up had slowly filled will gold coins... ...and then that strange orb of metal had rolled by and taken all her...

"All stars shine in the heavens, but only those that burn brightest will shine over Eden." Her quote is spoken with an odd, stilted quality. She heard it often in sermons as a child. "To rise above, one must work hard", it meant, and even now it guided her. But now it was a warning, instead of...