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@Shandria @Bell

Daphelora tucked a lose strand of hair behind her ear as she continued to walk to the arena, arm still wrapped around the Dragonkin's waist. "I'm sure they all have their own different skill sets." She brought a hand to cup her own chin, "I wonder who I'll be up against."

Daph arched a eyebrow at the other's words, looking around them to find what Shandria was referring to. She knew Dragonkin could sense things an average human could not. With that thought, a look of concern appeared on her face. She chose not to pester her about it, however, not wanting to be so bluntly nosy. If there were something urgently important that Shandria sensed it'd be brought up, she concluded. Maybe she was simply having an off day. She shrugged, continuing her way toward the arena, the Dragonkin still at her side.

Finally, the two arrived at the arena. She looked up at the large flags forming a circle, they flapping and whipping from the chill air. Her arms crossed over her chest, as best they could anyways, eyes focusing on the two brawling it out inside the arena. She watched as Gareth kept the other, Silvia, pinned to the ground. His brute strength was clearly visible. Daph couldn't help but feel impressed and it caused her urge to fight to increase more by the second. Her eyes quickly darted up to her mother's throne, wondering if she'd noticed her entrance yet or not.

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@Shandria

A grin creased Daphelora's lips as she listened to the Dragonkin ramble on, amused by how lost she can get in her own thoughts."It's true every person is different but if you are to continue studying the average human's behavior, I'm probably not the best to observe. I've been told I'm...odd." She shrugs, "I just think differently than most and have my own unpopular opinions."

She rolls her eyes before giving the other a judging glance, "You worry too much about what my mother thinks of you." She cups Shandria's chin with a finger, the human's natural charm shining through. "You are her perfect little Dragonkin." Although, the thought of having her own mother search and run herself ragged trying to find Shandria and she did amuse her greatly. She shook her head, as if to shake away the idea. Even she wasn't THAT cruel.

She gives a playful wink to the other followed by a quick nod. "Yes, let's see what those kids have to offer in the arena." Her arm finds itself wrapped around Shandria's waist as they both make their way back to the guild's arena, loud sounds of battle echoing through the halls. Daph felt her skin tingle, excitement rising inside her at the commotion.

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@Shandria

Daphelora continued to tame her fiery mane, letting loose strands of hair fall and shape around her face. She nodded as the other talked,"Might as well get in on the action." She turned around to face the Dragonkin, sliding her daggers into their holsters on each hip, their black aura radiating from the blades.

"Wouldn't want to keep mother waiting, would we?" She blows a quick huff upward, causing one of the loose strands of hair to bounce up only to fall back in place over her face.

Finally, she makes her way toward Shandria, noticing she seemed rather off and in her own world, as if something were bothering her. Daph's hand finds itself on the other's arm, "Something wrong?"

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@Shandria

Daphelora rolled her eyes with a loud groan before letting herself flop back onto the bed. "That woman is the bane of my existence." Her bare breast revealed themselves from underneath the covers, heavy looking as they lay atop her chest, and jiggling slightly as she breathed. She always slept naked, even as a child. The nude was what she was most comfortable in. She paid no mind as her chest was laid out for the Dragonkin to freely see.

With another loud huff, she rolled herself out of bed, her full bare body now completely visible for the other to see. Daphelora was definitely not on the petite side, her curves were thick and juicy. She had always been slightly chubby but she never let it hurt her confidence, in fact, she took pride in it.

A playful smirk appeared on her lips as she strolled across the room and began getting ready. First, she slid into her leather armor, the cold material sending a shiver up her spine. A disgusted expression appeared on her face as she peered into her vanity mirror, noticing the rat nest atop her head and dark circles under her eyes. "Who's fighting in the tournament?" She asked, slicking her wild locks into a ponytail at the nape of her neck, best she could.

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A lump could be seen underneath the covers, moving up and down in a peaceful motion, -something- clearly breathing. Daphelora Saorise's auburn colored eyes flicked open as she heard her bedroom door slowly open. She quickly jumped up, grabbing a small throwing knife off her bedside table, and tossed it toward the door, it impaling directly into the door frame. Once her eye's adjusted, and focused on who or what was opening the door, a sigh of relief came from her. "Shandria..." she whispered, "Must you sneak in like that? I could've killed you!"

The girl was a sight for sore eyes...her fiery red hair partially matted in a clump on the back of her head, and her eyes puffy as if she hadn't slept in days. After taking a few moments to gather herself she brought her arms high into the sky, stretching them with a loud yawn following after. "I assume mother is looking for me, yes?"

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Name: Daphelora Saorise

Age:23

Race: Human

Gender: Female

Class: Rogue

Traits:

Traits

Poison: The tips of Daph's daggers are dipped in poison which surges through the blood stream of anyone they penetrate, resulting in excruciating and crippling pain.

Charm: Daph is very good with words, flowing like silk from her lips. She is usually very persuasive, her natural charm enough to wrap anyone around her finger. She is very good with reading body language and using it to her advantage.

Speed: With her quick reflexes and speed, Daph is able to quickly make her way around the battlefield.

Stealth: Daph is very good with blending in to her surroundings right before your eyes, being able to stealthily stalk her target from a distance.

Picture Reference:

Physical Description:
Daphelora is short and thick, some might even say chubby. Her breast are luscious and full but don't sag like most would think. A green ribbon holds back her short, thick, and fiery red hair into a low ponytail that sits right at the nape of her neck. On the rare occasions her hair is down, it sits right below her shoulder blades, wild curls roaming about. Many would say that staring into her eyes is like watching a sunset, with their glassy auburn color. Her skin is pale and milky white which cast a delicate glow when under certain lighting.

When in gear, she is always seen wearing her phoenix inspired attire. Flames swirl and flow throughout it, feathers stick out from her legs, and her shoulders resemble that of a phoenix head, smoke flowing up from them. Her hood also resembles that of a phoenix head, casting a bright, white glow over her eyes. Brightly colored turquoise gems are placed on the front of the hood and on the cuff of her gloves. Two small, brightly colored red, and jagged daggers are sheathed at her waist, a black and maroon aura glowing around them.

Personality:
Daphelora is generally a sweetheart to most, however, she will become quiet and very cold to anyone who annoys or pisses her off. She is very open to everyone, trusting them until they give her a reason not to. She's very easy to converse with but, like anyone else, she has her own opinions on things and isn't afraid to let them be known. She's far from reserved, always up front and forward about most things. Her leadership qualities shine through in that aspect.

Her words will easily swoon most, a great asset to have in her line of work. Her charm is a huge trait of her and she wears it proudly. She's not afraid to take the rein on things, however, sometimes finds herself standing back, letting someone else take charge.

She has often been referred to as having a "bubbly" personality but has also been proven she can be a reckoning not to be messed with, her daggers would be glad to show you.

Extra Details:
Although she loves her mother, Artura Saorise, greatly, she hates how overly-protective she can be of her. It often holding her back from her duty.