<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/>Thistle's eye wide as she stares at the nude woman on the magazine cover.<br/>Her eyes quickly scanning the pages details.<br/>Focusing on the ears she squeaks quietly, but not so quietly that none can hear,<strong>"Elf!?"</strong><br/>Looking around, and over her shoulder to see if any one saw or heard her, she swiftly goes to place the book back where she found it.<br/><br/>Glancing around and seeing that every one is introducing themselves at<strong>Mephis's</strong>recommendation, Thistle decides to join in to try and conceal her awkward blunder.<br/><strong>"Hello. I am Thistle. I like cake and have been adventuring for very long!"</strong>Her concept of long really only equates to a number of months.<br/><strong>"I am, uh, lost here. Strange place. Lost Mother on boat. Woke up here. Cannot find Mother. Adventure to find! "</strong>she concludes making a triumvirate pose.<br/><br/>To<strong>Hiroshi </strong>Thistle comments<strong>"You killed? Accident? You got better?"</strong>with a concern look.<br/>The idea that they died in their own world to come here is something that Thistle still does not seem to grasp.<br/>She still seems to believe that she is simply lost and can find a way home still.<br/>Refusing to believe that both her mother and herself died that night on the boat.<br/><br/>Thistle only hears 'wings' in<strong>Ionli's</strong>story and gets super excited<strong>"WING!? SHOW ME! Want to see you fly! "</strong><br/>Apparently Thistle had been so tunnel visioned during the previous fight that she had not noticed her companions wings. Her brain had shut down into a do or die mode.<br/>But now, this revelation comes to her with a new and exciting light.<br/><strong>"Carry me and fly! Want to see clouds!"</strong><br/>Thistle edges closer and closer.<br/><br/>Turning to<strong>Josephine</strong>Thistle comments<strong>"Not boring. Very pretty! Big Armor! "</strong>Thistle slowly steps closer to poke the impressive suit of armor.<br/><br/>Seeing<strong>Muula </strong>topless again Thistle squeals in embarrassment and covers her face.<br/><br/>