<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Azucenas</span></strong><br/><br/>Her hourglass figure was hidden under a red cloak. It's purpose to protect her from the frigid winds seemed non-existent, since her aura was already icy as the top of a mountain. Her expression was tranquil and reserved.<br/><br/>The young gypsy ventured around the city, while her gypsy family had performed in the Theiri castle, or so she heard from some. Her performance wouldn't begin until a matter of hours, so something to ease her nervousness was the best solution for now, since the moon hasn't arisen.<br/><br/>Azucena remembered the moment the gypsies left to Thieri castle. The last person she saw as they made their exit was the leader, Zyel. His emotions were cold-blooded, or more like the opposite; hot-blooded for vengeance. The anger in his blood scarlet eyes, fiery as a volcano. He had an urge for rebellion against the royal families, and had been thinking this way ever since he was younger. Sometimes, Azucena worried about him, and how this emotion would continue in his life, or how it would lead to an unlikely fate.<br/><br/>Azucena observed the civilians surrounding her, performing errands, or just playing around in the dirt. The children were chasing each other, or playing games of their own. Joy from such innocent people were what moved her emotionally. How they live life peacefully. She had seen too many children being abused during her lifetime, especially from the higher class.<br/><br/>Speaking of higher class, Azucena reminded herself that she had to travel to the castle for her ongoing performance.<br/><br/>*Moved to Theiri Castle/Public Rooms (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=111523.275)*