Gourd Forbid [Seasonal Event]

It was actually strange for Edrei to see someone younger than herself. Back home, you were only allowed to cross from Northwind to Northaven if you could provide some sort of service to the newly established settlement, which of course meant being of a certain age. Given the emphasis on population rebuilding, that also meant being of a sexually reproductive age. And while of course that age was closer to 15 or so, Edy had been one of the youngest to have ever come through one of the waves. Seeing the youthful face of Melita was like a sucker-punch to the gut, though Edy couldn't quite put her finger on why. Melita's question snapped Edy out of whatever temporary contemplation she might have given into as an easy and salacious grin spread across her face. "That's what she said." Edy cackled with a wink. Spinning exuberantly and entirely unnecessarily, fire flowed from the teenager's finger tips as she danced in a circle. Casually she cast the whirlwind of gold and red towards the gourds creeping closer and set them ablaze as if they were kindling. At the display of far too much fire for her liking, Bobi gave an angry mewl and sprinted towards Melita hissing belatedly over her shoulder. "So, you just here for some sword play?" The teenager asked, strolling towards the copper-haired nymph with a brazen and white smile. EDY baby you should know what you're falling for