Ashe met her mother’s gaze and nodded at her smile, then darted her gaze down to Remi. She glanced about, searching for Devrum in the crowd - he’d be strong enough to get him out - but didn’t see him. She looked back down to her mother, to the shapechanger that had become something of a brother. The assassin’s fingers began pulling at loose threads on the edge of her cloak as she carefully eyed the healer - stranger. The flare of paranoia was absurd, she knew, but she couldn’t help the way her lip feathered, questioning who he was, what his motives were. Master was dead - there was no one directly targeting her family anymore. She hoped. ashetta
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Age: 28 | Height: 5'0" | Race: Attuned x Abandoned | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds Level: 7 (lvl 3 Attuned) - Strg: 10 - Dext: 27 - Endr: 19 - Luck: 14 - Int: PERCY - Mythical - Unicorn (Superspeed) SOOT - Regular - Wine Spider
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