<div class="floatright">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/37e6d575-9ad7-4618-84be-cc9926784dfe/dfdk2bi-b08feab8-b1b2-4dda-adfc-85b22383ea4b.jpg/v1/fill/w_1192,h_670,q_70,strp/159_thistle_by_silvarknite_dfdk2bi-pre.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7ImhlaWdodCI6Ijw9NzIwIiwicGF0aCI6IlwvZlwvMzdlNmQ1NzUtOWFkNy00NjE4LTg0YmUtY2M5OTI2Nzg0ZGZlXC9kZmRrMmJpLWIwOGZlYWI4LWIxYjItNGRkYS1hZGZjLTg1YjIyMzgzZWE0Yi5qcGciLCJ3aWR0aCI6Ijw9MTI4MCJ9XV0sImF1ZCI6WyJ1cm46c2VydmljZTppbWFnZS5vcGVyYXRpb25zIl19.udK6ZXzGvE3Dm7Et-t4_AbqbRcRh4bj11Q--tQT1E3w)</div><strong>Name: Thistle</strong><br/><strong>Race: Human</strong><br/><strong>Age: 18</strong><br/><strong>Class: Barbarian</strong><br/><strong>Status: Freeman </strong><br/><br/>Holding the woman that she managed to free with Hiroshi, this steps back from the action as Buga falls.<br/>Her mind begins to clear and her anger fades.<br/><br/>Thistle falls to her knees, making sure to keep hold to protect and comfort this woman.<br/>Even in the face of all this suffering she was able to find some kind of grim solace from this poor woman.<br/>Speaking softly<strong>"It's ok... It's gonna be ok now. Just stay with me. We're gonna take care of your. You'll feel better soon."</strong>she says in a comforting voice<br/><br/>Looking up at<strong>Hiroshi</strong>, Thistle gives a thankful nod of appreciation.<br/>Without working together, she would have been unable to save this woman. To save her own hope. So she can sleep tonight knowing that things worked out for the better and that they have done good.<br/><br/>After<strong>Ionli</strong>approaches and covers the woman, Thistle asks<strong>"There is such magic? We can help her right?"</strong>.<br/>Thistle looks at you with large watery eyes. Looking for something to help restore her confidence in your words.<br/><br/>Turning back to Mephis, Thistle Pleads<strong>"Mephis, can you do anything for her?"</strong>.<br/><br/>Hearing<strong>Josephine</strong>getting sick Thistle calls out, still with the woman on her lap,<strong>"Hey, Josephine, are you alright?"</strong><br/><br/>In response to<strong>Muula's</strong>comment about the internet,<strong>"The internet sounds like an awful place!"</strong>she says with a touch of dismay and disgust.<br/><br/>