Betwixt My Heart and Mind
Roana Steadman
Soldier

Age: 35 | Height: 5'8" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds
Level: 6 - Strg: 24 - Dext: 26 - Endr: 24 - Luck: 11 - Int:
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#15
Roana raised a brow at him, a small smirk curving her lips as she shrugged. ”Perhaps. Sometimes a mother’s love and attention is all anyone needs. I would assume a god might appreciate it too.” she said. Whatever bad things had transpired between Ludo and others, perhaps came from whatever had brought such a young soul to godhood in the first place; rather like how ignored children lashed out instead of handling situations with good manners. God or not, a child was a child, right?

She couldn’t help but laugh a bit at his reaction to her sulking, sighing dramatically and letting her head fall back and shoulders slump. ”Why do you have to be right when it is so much easier to wallow in self-pity.” she whined, a cheeky grin curving her lips as she straightened up, per his order. ”Un-muddle my head with alcohol? Sounds like a fool proof plan.” she said with a chuckle.
Roana
You don't own me
Don't try to change me in any way
You don't own me
Don't tie me down cause I'd never stay


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