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I did have fun in Varshikar too with Alrik and Leomar even though i'm still trying to get a hang of this character.

Thariel Feuersturm was a lot of fun. I can't wait to RP with him again!

-Continued from Calisto's background story- Filgaz, the old wizard, spent only a few split seconds watching the small boat drift away from the shore before he turned his attention back to Balgiz. The moments after the sound of thunder rang out through the air were almost like slow motion to him. The...

What a pissy little server we have on our hands ^^

Eire sleeps soundly and even more so once the sound of her soft humming reaches his ears.

"My name is Eire. Ma named me after gramps." He grins before continueing, "I ain't tired!" It is obvious he is holdiong back the urge to yawn again. Nevertheless he leans his against the barrel beside him.

"I've been waitin' here for three days!" He seems proud of himself. "I been catchin' fish by myself and even cookin' em without a grownup!" He pretends to cast a fishing line and then stifles a yawn. Obviously he is growing tired.

The boys smile turns to a frown, "Ma ain't here no more. She passed on cuzzu that fever she had. I think she knew it was comin' cuz she sent that letter to my uncle so I ain't gots to take cara myself!" His eyes brighten up again at the thought. "Don't you gots family, Lady?"

He lift his feet up until his knees are touching his chest. "Maybe ya jus' needa friend!" He waves a hand happily, "I can be yer friend and we can wait 'ere together!" The boy lets one foot fall over the side of the dock and tries to stretch it until his toes touch the water only...

He waits a moment before speaking, "Why you leavin'? Dontcha like it here? Theres lotsa peoples and they give me food!" He steps closer and sits next to her, staring at her and inspecting her face.

He dons a shirt obviously once a very nice shirt yet covered in dirt and grass stains just as his breeches are. On his feet are a pair of sandles seemingly too big for his dainty feet. "I'm waitin' fer the boat too! My uncle is comin' to see me!" His grin shows an excitment of a child know...

"Whatcha sittin' here by yerself fer?" He shoots a shy yet curious smile to her. His brown eyes shine through the mud a childlike innocence.

A small, dirty boy peers around one of the large tubs by the docks and spies a woman sitting by the water. He giggles in a playful manner and skips over to her with a smile painted across his mud covered face.

"Heya, Lady!" He waves a hand in the air in a gesture of getting her attention.

After a few days back Allison still had not seen anyone that might recognize her and she began to feel a loss of hope welling up inside her. Starting over was indeed difficult and although she wished she could remember something...anything, it seemed life had thrown her something she felt unable to...

When I try to remove it it gives me a list of things that might not run properly without it.