<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>3/3<br/><strong>Effects:</strong>Mage Hand (this is gonna be up pretty much all the time, unless Breeze needs her action for something else or is sleeping and/or otherwise incapacitated)<br/><strong>Actions:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Some sneaky, pranky fun with Falgrim</div><div class="spoiler_body">Levitate on Falgrim (10 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=157237) on sneaky spellcasting :'() DC 12 CON to resist the spell or be levitated.</div></div><hr/>Breeze wagged her brows at Drip. The double entendres behind his words not lost on her.<strong>"Oh, you are delightfully skilled... with your instrument."</strong>Dafina returned the wink with a wide grin<strong>"Between the two of us no lass will stand a chance!"</strong>The redhead declared with an unabashed confidence as she rose and walked to one of the beds. She got sidetracked before making more than a few steps, by the adorable creature the silver-haired elven lass summoned. Dafina approached Mae's bed, crouched down and, without even bothering to address the elf, spoke directly to the summoned fox.<strong>"Aren't you just the most adorable, little creature!"</strong>She cooed at the white fox, standing guard beside its mistress.<strong>"This is Thumbs."</strong>Dafina put her hand, palm up and the severed hand scurried to it from its previous perch. The top of Breeze's head.<strong>"I call it that because sometimes it can be all thumbs."</strong>The redhead chuckled and the severed hand managed to somehow seem offended at her words. But still it turned to the small fox and performed a rather decent bow.<strong>"If you wish, you two can be friends."</strong>Dafina suggested and the spirited autonomous hand jumped from her palm and jovially made to snuggle next to the white fox.<br/><br/>Breeze gasped and put her palm to her heart as if mortally wounded.<strong>"Oh, I see how it is, you little traitor."</strong>She mock accused, turned and once again made for her bed. Leaving the jolly hand with its new friend.<br/><br/>On her way to the bed she passed the last addition to the group and slung an arm around her shoulder. Bulldozing her way into the woman's personal space.<strong>"Don't worry, luv! Not to toot my own horn... But with me here you are bound to have fun one way or another."</strong>Dafina squeezed the other redhead's shoulders, before letting her go and finally sauntering over to her own bed.<br/><br/>Seeing the prettiest redhead of the group grumble about his soft bed, Dafina decided it was time for pre-sleep fun and games. Fixing her gaze on the mightily ginger dwarf she tried her best to disguise the very specific hand gestures, required for spellcasting as some flighty, frivolous hand movements. Breeze pictured the stout, grumbly dwarf floating a good couple of inches from his water bed as she muttered the spell's incantation with a wicked grin she wasn't quite able to conceal. Not that she was trying very hard to anyways.<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><br/><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><br/><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><br/><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>