<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/><br/>Thistle tries her best to compose herself, and hold back any tears.<br/><br/><strong>"Ok Ionli, I'll stay here with her."</strong>Even if she cannot be fully healed now, knowing that all is not lost for her is enough to keep Thistle together for now.<br/><br/>Seeing<strong>Ionli</strong>head over and check on<strong>Josephine</strong>put her mind at ease.<br/>Thistle was glad that it was not just her that felt uneasy. That despite their hard exteriors, the other woman also had similar reactions.<br/><strong>"Do you need something to drink"</strong>she calls out.<br/><br/>At the sound of<strong>Alana</strong>severing the head of the beast, Thistle shudders and lets out a squeak.<br/>The rage was understandable. Familiar to her.<br/>Seeing her reunited with her friends was heart warming.<br/><strong>"I~ ah. I have something that may be nice."</strong><br/>Thistle pulls out a Vial of Pink Perfume. She was hoping to save it for a special day. Thistle does often find herself self conscious over how much she sweats after a long day of physical activity.<br/><br/>As<strong>Mephis </strong>approaches and puts the girl to sleep with her awesome magic Thistle cant help but smile.<br/><strong>"Thank you"</strong>she says in a soft voice. As to try and not wake the girl she was holding.<br/><strong>"You have so many cool things you can do. You'll have to show me that one the next time I cant get to sleep"</strong><br/>Thistle leans towards you and rubs her cheek on your face, in playful appreciation.