Elizabeth
Happiness is when
what you think,
what you say,
what you think,
what you say,
Even as Flowerbirth arrived, a sharp chill still had Elizabeth bundling in multiple colorful layers, including gloves and a scarf to diminish the prompted shivers. She followed Deimos out to the Greenwing, glancing around at the initially nonthreatening environment. However, upon closer inspection, she saw the purple hue of Void taint being hinted in the leaves' veins or the inner petals of a flower. It was unsettling that it had spread so much and her next shiver had nothing to do with the cold.
Elizabeth pulled her bag closer, nodding to the Warden. "Of course." She would do what she could to assist in clearing the area of the infection, even if it was only minimal. Not sure what they might encounter out here, she could be considered overprepared by some with her bulging bag and weapons. All it did was highlight her inexperience, weighing her down with mostly unnecessary items.
She shifted the strap on her shoulder and walked towards a nearby river, looking for any signs of Void as Deimos had instructed.
Elizabeth arrives with her bag (food, first aide, and a notebook), a staff, and a dagger.
Elizabeth pulled her bag closer, nodding to the Warden. "Of course." She would do what she could to assist in clearing the area of the infection, even if it was only minimal. Not sure what they might encounter out here, she could be considered overprepared by some with her bulging bag and weapons. All it did was highlight her inexperience, weighing her down with mostly unnecessary items.
She shifted the strap on her shoulder and walked towards a nearby river, looking for any signs of Void as Deimos had instructed.
Elizabeth arrives with her bag (food, first aide, and a notebook), a staff, and a dagger.
and what you do
are in harmony.
are in harmony.
