LIBBS
Libbs had been working extremely hard since her entry into the guild. Some efforts were fruitful. Others.. not so much. But life at the guild had been exciting, to say the least. She had already made a lovely friend, and there was a deep level of satisfaction that sat in her chest- brewed from the carefully orchestrated projects she had ordained, and thus pushed forward and created. From unlocking unruly chests to inventing new tools, Libbs definitely had made a home here. And she had one person to thank for that. The towering, not-as-scary-as-she-thought-he-was, General Deimos.
Arguably, she hadn't really bothered him too much. He always seemed super busy, and brooding. And he was very difficult to read, meaning when Libbs was peeking around his doorframe to ask questions? She was always paranoid that Deimos was judging her. And she would not blame him either for it.
Therefore, when she was asked to assist him, Libbs was only the most eager lil' woman on the planet. She had packed all of her tools, and some water, and gloves. And snacks. For two. Because it would be rude if she didn't. And the mindset to help him and finally return some of the gratitude she had felt!
She plodded towards him, waving an arm excitedly in the air. He held a sword, and Libbs felt a chill run down her spine. Were they going somewhere.. dangerous? "Good afternoon.. sir!" she announced.
Arguably, she hadn't really bothered him too much. He always seemed super busy, and brooding. And he was very difficult to read, meaning when Libbs was peeking around his doorframe to ask questions? She was always paranoid that Deimos was judging her. And she would not blame him either for it.
Therefore, when she was asked to assist him, Libbs was only the most eager lil' woman on the planet. She had packed all of her tools, and some water, and gloves. And snacks. For two. Because it would be rude if she didn't. And the mindset to help him and finally return some of the gratitude she had felt!
She plodded towards him, waving an arm excitedly in the air. He held a sword, and Libbs felt a chill run down her spine. Were they going somewhere.. dangerous? "Good afternoon.. sir!" she announced.
let's run off to costa rica
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
