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Delta Ngata
Explorer

Age: 19 | Height: 5'4 | Race: Mermaid | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline
Level: 2 - Strg: 10 - Dext: 13 - Endr: 13 - Luck: 14
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Her memories were beads jumbled loose in a box
So. Much. Has. Happened.

So. Much.

That's such an understatement!

From finding out an entire portal had opened to learning of a potentially evil goddess that threatened their very existence and could potentially destroy their home simply for a portal. Not to mention the fact that she had met an actual demi-god which let alone is a pretty damn big deal. She was also blinded temporarily and met so many new and strange two-legs and-

Wow.

It left Delta with taking a small break from seeing anyone, choosing to instead relax her mind and mull over all the information. Eventually, though, she grew restless and knew that she had to go back up to the surface for something. ANYTHING. So, she had made her way up to watch the sunset, leaning up against a rock so that she could prop up the upper half, watching it with a glimmer in her eyes. The dock was also rather close, allowing her to eavesdrop watch people go on an evening stroll. It wasn't too crowded this evening, so it was easy to pick out each individual person and watch them for a moment or two before shifting her eyes away once more.

It was surprising to see just how many people ignored her- how many eyes somehow cast over her and avoided spotting her. So many mouthbreathers seemingly lived in their own words, ignorant of anyone else. It's too bad, she was in the mood to do some trading today, but it seems she has come too late, her bag of items simply left alone. In this case, she had a belt of sorts with a small bag attached, allowing her free movement of her arms. Oh well, so is life.


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Clemente Belcourt
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Age: 17 | Height: 5'9 | Race: Ascended | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Hollowed Grounds
Level: 2 - Strg: 12 - Dext: 11 - Endr: 13 - Luck: 16
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Clem is shamelessly using a parasol that day on the beach. The sunlight still bothers him a bit, though The Voice has assisted with that. He knows little about fashion - cares about it even less - and the Torchliner's are open minded enough to only stare at him briefly when he passes by. He spends the late afternoon exploring the beach, content to wait for the crowds to thin as the sun starts to dip towards the horizon. It is a beautiful sight, though while others are content to overlook the girl on the rock, Clemente has no such ability. His entire life has been devoted to attentiveness, to keeping track of everything around him in order to survive.

Which is why he is understandably concerned by the fact that, even from afar, the girl is clearly young and worryingly clinging to the rock. Frowning, Clem closes his parasol and sets it on the beach with his shoes, wandering to the shore and wading in up to his knees. "Y'okay miss?" At least Sunjata and Nate have taught him how to swim, in case he needs to jump in there and help.
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Just a martyr on a bridge that's burning down
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Delta Ngata
Explorer

Age: 19 | Height: 5'4 | Race: Mermaid | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline
Level: 2 - Strg: 10 - Dext: 13 - Endr: 13 - Luck: 14
CLIFFORD - Regular - Hel
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Her memories were beads jumbled loose in a box
Her eyes were almost glued to the sunset, watching it with a faint, dream-like smile on her face. It was spectacular and one of her favorite parts about living in the ocean, but then something caught her eye. Out of the corner of her vision a human popped up and she turned her head towards him ever so slightly, just in time to hear his concerned voice speak to her. He didn't seem the most confident, but was also very nice and respectful. The boy reminded her much of Quanil, the storyseeker kid. Though, this one did have a pretty cute object with him.

That pretty little thing was just enough to grab Delta's attention. "Of course I'm okay, why do you ask?" Did he not notice she was a mermaid? Figures. "What is that with you? The thing that was fanned out, but then you made it not fan out?" Parasols didn't exactly survive in the ocean, leaving behind the skeletal remains of the metal that typically made them up, so obviously Delta was interested in finding out more. Clearly, she wasn't bothered about his concern and was far more interested in pushing on to new and far better subjects.
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