<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/4c/ca/15/4cca15742e0471901f0b7eae01de1f21.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Dafina Forestbreeze (https://dicecloud.com/character/nFvYa6qH5wWZTEAeq/Dafina-Forestbreeze-Fin)<br/><strong>HP:</strong>23/23 -<strong>AC:</strong>12 (17 w/Shield)<strong>Spells:</strong>lv.1 - 4/4  lv.2 - 2/2<strong>SP:</strong>2/3<br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>15 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=158338) on my Wisdon Save.<br/><hr/><strong>"My fresh spring breeze, who becomes the Typhoon when aroused. I had thought you lost to me when you disappeared from the Material Plane. Now, I find you slumming in the Faewild. Although your companions make an interesting addition to the party."</strong><br/><br/>As the dryad appeared out of her willow tree and spoke Dafina wasted no time in responding. Instead she simply walked with purpose and embraced Buxonia tightly. Nuzzling her face in the lush green mane that smelled of grass and morning dew. Dafina inhaled the distinctly sappy aroma of her skin and pressed even more into the firm body of the dryad.<strong>"Oh, how I've missed your scent!"</strong>She mumbled against Buxonia's neck, nuzzling the tip of her nose over the mossy skin. Her arms instinctively clutched Buxonia to her.<strong>"You can never lose me. I carry your essence within me!"</strong>Dafina pried herself away from the dryad's form. But it almost seemed painful for her to do so. Even still, she braced her hands on Buxonia's shoulders and kept her at arm's length.<strong>"And my disappearance from the Material Plane is kind of why I..."</strong>Dafina looked back to her companions. Her eyebrows shot up at the sight of Flagrim and Drip locked in a passionate embrace. Her surprise quickly turned to cheerful glee as a naughty grin graced her lips. Turning back to Buxonia she continued<strong>"... why we are here. You know me and my wild heart. I'm always on the road. Roaming the world. Well it just so happened that I managed to roam myself right into the pocket dimension of an Outer Planar or something. We know them as Prime. Their form is distinctly elven, but Prime is way more powerful than any elf has the right to be. We were on an errand for Prime and on our way back to their pocket dimension, but the problem was we had no clear idea of how to get back there."</strong>The entire time Dafina was retelling the group's adventures she kept peppering Buxonia's neck with gentle nips and licks. Clearly unable to keep herself from indulging in the delicious treat that the dryad was.<br/><br/><strong>"So there we were, wandering in this forest like lost children. Wondering how we were supposed to get back to Prime, when we were pulled into your neck of the woods. I know your needs are strong and with the mark you've left upon me I can feel the divides between the planes. So I thought we had found the road to Prime's plane. But we ended up in the Feywilds. Did you call for me? You know I'll drop whatever I'm doing for you!"</strong>Dafina professed in a passionate whisper, her lips a breath away from Buxonia's.<br/>OOC<br/><br/><br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Character Profile</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Dafina Forestbreeze<br/><strong>Race:</strong> Air Genasi<br/><strong>Class:</strong> Wild Magic Sorc<br/><br/><strong>Physical Description: (~4)</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Red-head: Need we say more!</li><li>Exotic Allure: Dafina has an exotic magnetism about her that draws people in.</li><li>Windswept: Breeze always looks like she'd been waylaid in the best possible way in the bushes by the side of the road. Or maybe like she was the one doing the waylaying!</li><li>Lush: The girls are always poppin'!</li></ul><strong>Personality: (~3)</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>"Stop apologizing for me!": Dafina doesn't mince words.</li><li>Bulldozer: At first you think she just doesn't know how to read a room. And then you realize, she can! But she does the elephant in a china shop anyways!</li><li>Whimsical: Wild and unpredictable. Chaos incarnate!</li></ul><strong>Background: (~ 5)</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Me nan, a consummate romantic, and a herbalist goes to gather herbs in the woods by the moonlight. Encounters a spirit being. It swallows her whole. She wakes up in the morning in the forest none the worse for wear. Soon enough finds out she's got a bun in the oven. Mum's born nine months after. With apparent air genasi traits.</li><li>Mum, with no romantic bone in her body, but as good an herbalist as nan, already pregnant with me by some rando who split before he could even realize he was a father, goes into the woods to gather herbs by the light of the moon. Doesn't encounter any spirit-y figures. But passes out in the forest none the same. Morning comes and she appears none the worse for wear. Like mother like daughter.</li><li>Nine months or thereabouts I come into the picture. With air genasi traits. Just like mum. And, apparently, grandda.</li><li>I get my magic and with the first few spells I cast, we learn the consequences of mum's lil nap in the woods.</li><li>By the time I was like sixteen mum split, leaving nan to raise me. And if I took one thing from her, aside from the herbalism craft, it was that romantic notion of that one fated companion we each apparently get. Wouldn't it be real neat to meet that person, fall madly and passionately in love. Only, instead of settling down, just go adventuring the world over together. I <strong>am</strong> an air genasi as well after all. It is not in me to put down roots.</li></ul><strong>Sexuality: (~3)</strong><br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Topping from the bottom: Who says you can't top from the bottom?!</li><li>Passion's Bright Fury: She will pour every bit of passion into you. Until you can't anymore!</li><li>Let me see you: Wild hearts can be tender too.</li></ul></div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Thumbs</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://drive.google.com/uc?id=1swQAPBG_kg-Qzg_NthAXxI3tcC4i1Zsb)</div></div>