<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><br/><hr/>Dafina's eyes twinkled with delight at Falgrim's words. She wrapped an arm around his broad shoulders. Her fingers itching to play with his lush beard. But she refrained. Her brain vaguely remembering something about not messing with dwarven beards without proper consent. Breeze might be a flighty one, but even she knew proper boundaries. She bent some to whisper in Falgrim's ear though.<strong>"I see you're a man who knows how to have proper fun. Not like that stick in the mud party pooper over there."</strong>Dafina jabbed a thumb at Prime without even dignifying the elf with a look.<strong>"I like you, Red! So I'll let you in on a little secret..."</strong>Breeze made a dramatic pause.<strong>"I keep it plump and tight just for such occasions."</strong>The flighty redhead straightened and wagged her brows mischievously at Falgrim.<br/><br/>But before Prime had the chance to weigh in on her and Falgrim's transaction the fidgety warrior went postal on Drip, drawing swords and screaming bloody retribution.<br/><br/><em>This is so <strong>not</strong> how to have fun! At least my prank would have been harmless to Falgrim.</em><br/><br/>Dafina was about to interject when Drip did a masterful job of pretending to zig and instead zagged. Scurrying away from the angered warrior to hide behind Falgrim's beard in a blatant display of meek cowardice. For her part, she still held the dwarf around the shoulders.<br/><br/><strong>"If you ask me the only actual insult levied in that delightful little ditty was towards me."</strong>Breeze commented. Her voice for once level and unamused. But when she glanced at Drip, her eyes danced with cheeky delight.<strong>"Air for brains! Really?! I'll owe you for that one!"</strong>Dafina returned her attention to the incensed warrior.<strong>"Y'see... Bards like Drip here... They are equal opportunity offenders. In my experience the best way to deal with their likes is ignore their ribbing or turn it around on them. Way better than leaving a trail of dead bards in your wake. And quite frankly, how is calling him 'sheepman' any less offensive or mocking?"</strong>Breeze shrugged and fell silent at Falgrim's side. After all, if Prime got their panties in a bunch for her trying to innocently prank the dwarf with her harmless levitate spell... Imagine what that stick in the mud elf would do to feather trigger over there for going postal on the spirited bard. Because of a silly limerick!<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>