<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><br/><hr/>Dafina pulled back abruptly at Buxonia's words.<strong>"Wait... So... It <em>was</em> me that brought everybody here?!"</strong>The herbalist could hardly believe the concept. Traveling to and from the Faewild, while possible was not something that was supposed to be an easy task. Especially for someone who had no idea what they were doing. As Buxonia kept talking, Dafina's mind filled with thoughts and speculations. Ideas.<em>If she was able to pull the group to the Faewilds, because of her connection to Buxonia. And then summon Buxonia herself to the Satyr party... Then...</em><br/><br/>Dafina lost her trail of thought as Buxonia caressed her skin gently. For a moment her mind went blank and she forcefully rushed the dryad, pinning her to a nearby tree as her body shook with lust, desire and half-forgotten restraint.<br/><br/><em>"Perhaps your quest is not yet complete. Is there some aspect of your mission that would be better completed within the Faewild, than in this Crossroads?"</em>Buxonia's next question snapped Dafina's mind back into focus and crystallized the idea that had been forming there.<em>Power in names. Intention. And aspect of the Faewild that would serve the completion of the quest better.</em>Dafina's eyes fired up with the birth of her idea and her lips split in a wicked, almost predatory grin.<strong>"You sweet breath of nature!"</strong>The herbalist exclaimed, burying her nose in Buxonia's hair and inhaling deeply.<strong>"Did I subconsciously seek you out to act as my muse."</strong>She mumbled, steeling tiny tastes of the familiar, fragrant skin. Torturing herself with minuscule samplers as she knew she couldn't have the full course. Not right now, at least.<br/><br/>It wasn't that she was bound by responsibility as much as she was rarely one to not act on a moment of pure inspiration. And this idea had come to her in the most delightful of ways.<br/><br/>She was shaking hard as she pulled herself away from Buxonia. Both from the self-denial of what her body demanded of her to give it. And from the rush and excitement of putting her idea to the test.<strong>"This is far from over, my lush willow!"</strong>Dafina waved a finger between herself and Buxonia.<strong>"You know how I am best. And right now I <em>need</em> to tug the thread of this inspiring idea you seeded in me. But after..."</strong>The herbalist dared one final, longing caress over the silkiest skin she'd ever touched, and shot away from the dryad.<br/><br/><strong>"Rayena!"</strong>She yelled excitedly, bee-lining for their cart.<strong>"Gather everyone who's not lost to the magic and come quick. I have an idea of how to get us to Prime!"</strong>She waited until all that were able gathered and shared her plan. Her idea to bring forth their intention of completing the quest Prime had tasked them with. And with a little bit of chaotic magic from the Faewild they just might be able to pull it off.<strong>"As you know, Prime sent us out to find them a tavernkeeper. So the intent is to establish a tavern in the Crossroads and staff it. We have the Tavernkeeper and the staff. Now all we need is to put forth the tavern. Let's unpack the carts and set up a sort of mobile tavern. We use the mystic power of the Satyr Orgy and play a little bit of theater. We need to play the part to be the part!"</strong><br/><hr/>Fake it til you make it, guys!<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>