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. . Oh gosh her ears were so fuzzy and adorable...! It honestly took every fiber of self control in Lúthien's body to not reach out and touch them—mainly because she didn't want to creep out a possible new friend, but also because it was a huge no-no to go around touching other people...

. . Considering the lengthy travel Lúthien had taken to reach Camp Nisus perhaps it was no surprise she was still around a few days later from her arrival. The jade jaguar hunt had been interesting and still ongoing, but afterwards the blonde had taken a day to rest and recuperate. It didn't...

. . "I s-see..." Translation: she had zero clue about what mythical beasts the woman was even referring to, but not wanting to look like even more of a clueless bimbo Lúthien decided to keep that information to herself for the time being. "Sounds like the people in that town might have a...

. . Oh thank the gods, this player had a map! There was a delight in the blonde's eyes as she watched the Magia unfold the paper that contained some information about this region, the elf having been too hasty in leaving the League for her current delivery job to actually remember grabbing...

. . "Wait… ¡¿queeé?!" There was a pause, a moment if one would as the blonde looked straight into the blue eyes of the Magia still lecturing her—a dumbfounded look to her face as Lúthien tried to assimilate what she had just heard. "Hold the fuck up… you expect me to believe that Magia need...

. . "What the fuck is Lemon Day...?" Her eyes narrowed suspiciously as the Magia spoke, the cogs inside her mind slowly trying to make sense of the words being uttered... though what little logic the elf could find she didn't exactly like. "Who decided—wait, no, ni siquiera voy a...

. . FWOOOMP! Before Lúthien knew it the man had actually hopped off the tree on his own accord, landing straight into a cluster of bushes that seemed to unnaturally cushion his fall more than the elf thought should be possible. His mouth kept running off even as he dragged his ass off the...

. . "What... who cares?! It's an onion!!!" Was he really this mad because his precious onion had been scratched half an inch?! "It's gonna get knifed later anyways when it gets cooked, so who cares if a tiny bit of an arrow's tip scratched it first?" By now their voices had probably scared...

. . She barely resisted the urge to squeal in delight upon seeing the vixen Lúthien had managed to smack against in the street, the girl's aesthetics and absolute visual treat of themselves... but oh gods, those foxy ears were just absolutely adorable! "Crazy, isn't it? It all looks so..."...

. . "What—cabrón, I'm a Puerto Rican! Get your shit right!" Why the fucking a u d a c i t y of this NPC-looking player! Her eyes narrow further as the man pulled out the onion in question... to which the tip of her arrow barely looked to be puncturing it. "Yeah, my arrow! My property!" His...

. . Lúthien had been about to resign herself to the fate of having one less arrow after her shooting practice, the elf's long ears drooping just slightly at the thought as a sigh escaped her lips, when suddenly she felt a soft object lightly thump against the top of her head before rolling...

. . Quiet steps had carried the girl as she had followed the river's path aimlessly, enjoying a relaxing day as Lúthien attempted to get acquainted with the surrounding areas of Honeyhome. A golden whistle dangled from a delicate chain on her neck, her hands currently occupied as the elf...

. . Neridan... that's where she was supposed to go according to the delivery mission the League had entrusted upon Lúthien, their small numbers meaning some unusual tasks had been falling into the hands of their newer members as a result. It was supposed to be simple, go to the small town...

. . "Did I got it back? Uno, dos, tres... nueve— Fuck!" Nope, one of them was definitely missing... and right now, given her limited funds, they were definitely worth their weight in gold. Still, no matter how much she looked around left and right the arrow had seemingly disappeared into...

. . "Ugh, someone needs to pad up the wagons in this world… geeesh!" There was a groan as the ranger jumped off the back of her cart ride, taking a moment to rub her numb rear before doing a few stretching exercises. A brand new whistle dangled from Lúthien’s neck, a recent acquisition...

. . ... thuuung! Out here, surrounded by an unnatural calmness in the forest, the sound travelled further than normally allowed, a soft but constant noise that almost blended into the surroundings after enough time passed. Thuuung...! Thuuung...! The sound would continue to echo around...

. . Click clack went her boots against the cobblestoned road that Lúthien walked on, the blonde elven girl gazing at anything and everything with an awestruck look in her eyes. She had played a wide variety of games in her short life, after all her livelihood depended on it mostly, but...

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fad fa-helmet-battle BUILD The magical grelven arrows go brrrrrrt! >:3c fad fa-swords EQUIPMENT fas fa-sun fa-fwfas fa-moon Magical Focus A treasured christmas gift received from Yugam, it helps channel her magic without consuming exorbitant amounts of energy. The collar is part of a set with...