Phoebe I know I am good at something, I just haven't found it yet
"Yes you did. I'm an Outlander. You made it pretty clear exactly what you thought of me." Phoebe said quietly, her voice tight, limbs trembling. He thought so poorly of her despite everything he had said? Everything they'd been through? It was all just a bunch of lies? She swallowed lump in her throat, trying not to dwell on it. But as he touched her shoulder she jerked it away, eyes locked on the fight below. "That's my sister in law." she said quietly, her voice and hands trembling. "So another dumb, disrespectful Outlander. So why do you care?" she snapped at |
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the Nightingale
Midwife✓
Age: 26 | Height: 5'9" | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Greatwood Level: 5 - Strg: 32 - Dext: 46 - Endr: 41 - Luck: 41 - Int: PIM - Mythical - Dragon (Electricity) BRANBAST - Mythical - Sear Cat (Speech)
Played by: Grant
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