<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>3/3<br/><strong>Effects:</strong><br/><strong>Actions:</strong>Persuasion to try and calm the woman down, buuuut, I rolled a 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=157338) XD<br/><hr/><em><strong>"And watch the first step, it's a long one."</strong></em>At Prime's words Dafina's eyes flashed with excitement. She wasn't one to linger in one place for long. Even if she had a place to call home, she was a traveler at heart. And needed to feel the road beneath her boots more than others. The flighty sorceress also seemed to be the only one that was not only not bothered by the falling in darkness trick. But quite enjoying it.<br/><br/>So much so that she was completely distracted when they all appeared in the middle of an unknown forest. And a barreling body slammed right into her. Bringing both Dafina and her tackler ass over teakettle.<strong>"Woah, there, li'l filly! Where's the forest fire!"</strong>Breeze asked with a chuckle as she leaned up on her elbows. She dragged herself out from underneath the woman and took her by the elbows to help her up.<br/><br/>Korha was shouting something mighty and heroic while the young noblewoman cast her gaze about as if looking for whatever had spooked the two women. Mae, on the other hand, pulled out some fancy tome as she cast some sort of a spell with it and tried to position herself in the rearguard of the group.<br/><br/><strong>"Come now, tell us what has got you running around in the woods like madwomen? And we'll try our best to help you out."</strong>Dafina spoke to the one who'd barreled into her. The one wearing... Was that a pant-skirt?!<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><br/><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><br/><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><br/><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>