<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/1f/23/4d/1f234df57fca4f3d4c838f7e7aa53378--fantasy-rpg-fantasy-women.jpg)</div><strong>Temerity</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong>En route for adventure!<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ilya Wor, open<br/><br/>Termerity watched Kriss hand Ilya a small berry. She held a hand out to receive her own gift from the kind elf. Copying Ilya, she swung her backpack off of one of her shoulders and deposited the berry into a small pouch. She nearly forgot to thank the Elf before she left, but Ilya's softly spoken appreciation had not gone unnoticed. A quick "Thank you." escaped her lips before the Elf was out of earshot. Noticing Ilya's kind conversation and Kriss's gift, Temerity was glad some of the others seemed keen on making friends as well.<br/><br/>Carefully she listened to Ilya's words of wisdom. They were kind and well spoken. She particularly appreciated the honest encouragement given when Ilya advised her to stand for her own being. Her word's motivated Temerity to take pride in her being. Assuring her that her being was not her fault any more than any other's. Temerity was surprised when Ilya declared her willingness to protect her companions, but the Tiefling couldn't help but feel that the proud ranger's words were directly more personally to herself. She had long been without someone to trust since she left her mentor to journey. While she was capable of talking her way into and out of trouble and while there had been many a man declare their love for her, she felt that she may have truly found someone unafraid of her nature.<br/><br/>Being somewhat embarrassingly enchanted by the half-orc, Temerity extended her arm and quickly and ever so lightly squeezed Ilya's hand as a flustered attempt to show appreciation. "Thank you." She repeated. Bashfully she looked away as her cheeks burning up with a color other than pale gray for once.