[center] [img]https://i.imgur.com/LkjUl9O.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/pq1V8p0.gif[/img][/center] [color=E5A7E2] [center] 🌸 [color=F97FCA]Race:[/color] Half-Elf 🌸 🦋 [color=#FFD351]Class:[/color] Druidic Mystic 🦋 🍄 [color=#BC16A1]Location:[/color] The Bar 🍄 🍃 [color=#FFD351]Interactions:[/color] Menzai [@Samreaper] Arya [@Potter] 🍃 🌼 [color=F97FCA]Equipment:[/color] 🌼 [hider=Full Equipment List][color=FFD351]✦[/color] Druidic Staff [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Stone-Carved Dagger [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Poison-Tipped Blowgun Darts [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Her amulet [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Satchel [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Flint & dried tinder moss [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Waterskin [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Dried Medicinal Herbs [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Bag of pretty trinkets, marbles and rocks [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Sharpening river stone [color=FFD351]✦[/color] Oruna tribal moon bracelet[/hider] 🪷 [color=#BC16A1]Attire:[/color] [url=https://i.imgur.com/6CiluJx.png]Outfit[/url] 🪷 [hider=Attire][color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Antler Headdress[/color] – Elegant branching antlers wrapped in vines and blooming wild roses and other flowers, dangling with purple crystal teardrops. [color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Thick Magenta Hair[/color] – Flowing in long, heavy waves with many braids, tiny beads and blossoms braided throughout. [color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Forest Bralette[/color] – A natural fabric top adorned with layered leaves, hide, flowers, and shimmering gem accents across the bust. [color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Arm Jewelry[/color] – Vine-wrapped armlets and bracelets studded with glistening stones in violet and turquoise hues. [color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Green Cloaklet[/color] – A light green cloak clasped with a gem like amber—crafted from flora and fauna [color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Layered Skirt[/color] – Flowing petal-draped skirt with high side slits, woven from cloth and flower petals [color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Waist Adornments[/color] – A golden vine belt holding a satchels, feathers, and a charm pouch of herbs and trinkets. [color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Leg Jewelry[/color] – Beaded anklets and thigh cords with gemstone charms [color=FFD351]✦[/color] [color=F97FCA]Nature Tattoos & Paint[/color] – Faint tribal markings or nature-inspired body paint peek beneath her outfit[/hider] 🪞 [color=F97FCA]Gold Balance:[/color] 23 🪞 🌸 [color=#FFD351]Injuries:[/color] Faint Scrapes on Shins & Knees 🌸 [img]https://i.imgur.com/cOPfAGm.png[/img][/center] Phia watched Korrak’s back as he retreated, her staff still clutched tightly in her hand. She gave a final, defiant [color=F97FCA][i]“hmph!”[/i][/color] under her breath, puffing her cheeks out slightly like an indignant squirrel. [color=F97FCA]"Coward."[/color] Her chin rose, eyes narrowed with fire. [color=F97FCA]"He must have caught a whiff of his future defeat."[/color] She nodded to herself as if affirming a great truth of the universe, then spun on her heel, clearly under the assumption that her very presence had sent the lizard boy packing. She came face-to-face with Menzai, eyes wide with indignant purpose, her brows furrowed like a child who’d been told “no.” He reminded her gently again (this was not the first time he had to remind her this) that she was not here to start fights. Her lips puckered into a dramatic pout. But as his hand squeezed her shoulder with that familiar grounding touch, her expression melted into a tender smile and adoring gaze. She reached up and patted his hand affectionately, [color=F97FCA] "You are correct, precious Menzai, that my meat awaits..."[/color] Her eyes darted longingly back toward the plate she’d left behind before snapping back to him with sudden gravity. [color=F97FCA] "...But if a goddess is insulted and we do not seek forgiveness—then what if the stars stop glowing? What if the moon crumbles to ash? What if the other Gods—or even this one—strike vengeance upon this ship!"[/color] She gasped at her own suggestion, then immediately got distracted by a glint on the floor before catching herself and refocusing. [color=F97FCA]"...No, no… we [i]must[/i] apologize on his behalf. We must!"[/color] Phia insisted solemnly, placing a dramatic hand over her heart. With that, Phia made her way over to Arya and gave a dramatically low bow and held the position a beat too long. Then she straightened and clasped her staff like it was the only thing keeping her from floating away. [color=F97FCA]“Great Goddess of the night sky,”[/color] she began, very seriously, though her eyes kept trailing off toward the nearby plate of meat, [color=F97FCA]“...on... behalf of the lizard-man who has rocks in his brain... and... a sour smell in his clothes, I humbly ask for your forgiveness.”[/color] She placed a shiny pebble at Arya’s feet as if it were the highest offering. [color=F97FCA]“He does not understand divinity when he sees it. His tongue was clearly cursed. Please do not smite us all.”[/color] Then Phia stood there perfectly still with her hands folded and eyes wide... For a good ten seconds before she started rocking on her feet. She peeked up at Arya with hopeful, shimmering eyes, anxiously awaiting divine judgment or, at the very least, to be formally dismissed. But then.... [i]THEN[/i] her eyes flicked back to the plate. [color=FFD351][b]Her meat.[/b][/color] It shimmered in the sunlight like a greasy beacon of salvation. Her lips parted. Her fingers twitched. Finally, she broke. Phia suddenly spun around and practically crawled back onto her stool like a starved goblin. She grabbed the slab of meat with both hands and chomped into it like she had been starving. She held the meat aloft between bites.[/color]