<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>DC 13 INT to discern the disguise<br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><hr/>The vapid ramblings of the village lord didn't put Dafina down as much as her own companions seeming to think she was only good for table ornament and incapable of playing her part. True, she might not be Natasha with a blade, but that did not mean she didn't know how to do the task at hand. She knew just how to deal with Geffray. And without having to cross blades either. She expected it from Natasha to rush into a challenge of steel and blood. But Drip. That surprised her and quite frankly ruffled her feathers a bit.<br/><br/><strong><em>"Besides the fact that you haven't bathed in over a month, I mean."</em></strong><br/><br/>This last insult thrown at Geffray by Natasha gave Dafina the perfect opening for what she planned to do. She left her place next to Rayena with a languid caress and an intimate whisper in the ear and strut confidently to the fuming village lord.<br/><br/><strong>"Geffray, m'boy, I told you already. If you are so hard up for a dive between the loins of a true she-wolf... Well, all y'need t'do is what I did."</strong>Dafina summoned one of Rayena's wives and whispered some instructions in her ear. The woman gave Daffy a curious look, but nodded and went about the business she was sent. She returned shortly with two buckets full of water and placed them on a table before Dafina and Geffray.<br/><br/>Daffy clapped the village lord on the back with a wicked grin on his handsome face.<strong>"You want to prove me wanting. Here's yer chance, boyo! My proof of worthiness. The breath of life I gave. For her!"</strong>Daffy made an expansive gesture with his arm towards his betrothed. Then pointing at the buckets, Dafina spoke again.<strong>"We dive in. You last longer than me, yer claim is valid. If not... Well, at least you'd have had a bath then... of sorts."</strong>Daffy sneered.<strong>"You threw yer glove in challenge. I am allowed to set the terms."</strong>Again Dafina pointed at the two buckets.<strong>"This is it. Take it, or run along with yer tail 'tween yer legs and leave me and my family be!"</strong><br/><hr/>OOC<br/><br/>As the one accepting the challenge, Dafina is allowed to set the terms and conditions. How kind of Geffray to challenge first, n'est-ce pas XD<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>