There the doors opened, their autonomous and slow movements serving to build the anticipation. For a brief moment she was blinded by a unknown light and then...it was revealed. A blank canvas. A world yet unformed. Raw clay to be molded by her hands. With a smile that stretched from ear to ear, she stepped forward...eager to begin her own work.
I am here on a recommendation from a close friend of mine whom I've role-played with for a number of years. Nothing is more fun than creating a fun story with a good group of people. This is my first time being part of a RP forum but I'm excited to get started! And please, call me Haru!