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Final Fantasy: After the Ashes

Yet another Alvadian research lab it would seem. This would not be the first one she had ransacked and certainly not the last one either. Freyja had been sitting ready with her weapon resting on the floor in front of her and pondering her current situation in more depth. She had mixed feelings. There was a part of her that hoped that the facility they were headed to was the one that she made her great escape from... But... Well, that didn't seem likely. Which also made her glad. She wasn't sure if she had it in her to visit again. Not yet, at least.

She wanted to stop thinking on that. Rather, her attention turned to her comrades. Other members of Wild Rose. First, there was Derrick. He seemed level-headed enough and a magic user of sorts. Well, if she had to guess. He didn't have the feel of a warrior about him. Of course, she had yet to talk to him in depth yet but she had to trust her gut.

Then there was Cadenza. By the limited interaction, Freyja came to assume her a hot-headed individual. Cocky even. If she understands her own limits at least, that much is fine. Really, she worried about the woman's reliability because of her attitude. Well, she had found that she worried about anyone's reliability since the war ended so that didn't speak much of Cadenza in Freyja's mind.

Rather, the one that she was more... concerned might be too strong a word. Regardless, it was Cassidy. He was a bit of a smooth talker. She was somewhat skeptical of him in general. Perhaps it was jut her but he was a small bit shady to her. Something seemed off, but she couldn't put her finger on it. Still, one shouldn't judge a book by it's cover. Something that the Alvadian Freyja understood far too well. For now, she would put any preconceptions about these people to the back until she had more knowledge about them. She figured most of them probably didn't trust her either. She wouldn't blame them if they knew she was an Alvadian or even if they knew she fights like an old Alvadian Dark Knight.

As the woman put her thoughts behind her, she grabbed the handle of her weapon and stood. She allowed the compacted weapon to release to its full size to inspect it once before they had to head out. It was like a ritual for her, looking it over for scratches, fractures and other things that might be faulty to a weapon. Well, that was part of the good thing about Alvadian Magitek, even years later it was in near perfect shape. At least, the ones designed to be good. That was when the pilot announced that they would be touching down at the zone soon. "I suppose it's time then. We dance again, Alvad." She mentioned to herself before placing her compacted weapon in a specially crafted sheath on her back. With a sigh, Freyja turned and headed for the disembark ramp.

Once there, Cadenza mentioned something about shit hitting the fan and pounding shots down. Well. She certainly was cocky in the way she said it. Freyja eyed her for a couple of seconds and shaking her head lightly. "So long as you keep the drinks relegated to when we're not on a mission." She just assumed that Cadenza was more than happy to take care of herself. As was she, for that part. Perhaps she would need to keep an eye on Derrick or Cassidy, or perhaps not. That was to tell at the moment. "I, for one, don't plan to join you on that, Cadenza." Freyja added, ready to get to work. Perhaps searching the lab would give her some time to not think about the things that haunted her.

Dungeon Clearer! A Fantasy Adventurer RP

Trina was listen quietly as everyone else introduced themselves. Well, quiet as this fairy got. She got very offended when Nuri mentioned she could fly through a keyhole and unlock it from the other side. "How rude!" She remarked. "I am quite the amazing lockpick damn you!" She yelled but was likely ignored.

Nuria just kept talking though. Trina felt a small bit like a hypocrite, not that she knew what that word meant, when she felt that Nuri talked a whole hell of a lot. Then she couldn't remember such an important fairy's name! The nerve! "Damn right it's Trina! And you better not forget it!" She seemed irritated, even through Nuri's small bit of encouragement.

"Grrrr..." She grumbled before noticing the newest member to join them. The rather well endowed companion... No... "Wife?" The fairy asked as she started flying and drew closer to the two of them. She knew what a wife was! Something, something married. And married people did... Married people stuff? How was she suppose to know? She wasn't married. What she did know was the boing was strong this one. Her gaze was rather obvious on its direction at the larger one of the two. "Did you marry her because she's got nice boing?" The fairy slyly asked as she drew close to Liliane's ear, half expecting to be slapped away since that's what most people did. She was ready.

Final Fantasy: After the Ashes

Hider

Name: Freyja Dämmerung
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Appearance: Freyja is consistently described as a solemn beauty for the consistent serious look on her face and for her rather good looks. She has a fairly nicely shaped body as well as some lightly toned muscles that came as a result of her continued training routine that has since been reduced since the end of the war.
Personality: If one were to meet Freyja on the streets, they would have nothing to complain about her manners. Despite her strained face, she’s a rather kind woman that’s willing to help others, so long as it doesn’t take her too far off her task at hand. She hardly ever smiles but this is more of her attempting to hold her emotions back, a habit that she had worked to get over from her time in the Imperial military. Hardly ever, doesn’t mean never, however. There are quite a few times where she’ll give a small smile to a joke or gratitude from others.

Inside, however, she’s a broken person. The war strained her mental state and she never really fully recovered. At night, it wasn’t uncommon to hear sad noises coming from her room though this has since seemingly stopped. Guilt sits inside her from the war and it never left. Rather, sometimes she goes out to the streets and meets those who lost loved ones and internally she blames herself. But she doesn’t show it. Not much. Sometimes, she shows a small, pained face.

Hider

Brief Backstory: Freyja was raised in the Alvadian Empire. Her family was a military one and she was quickly placed into the military at a young age starting as a foot soldier though she was quickly promoted, most likely due to her family, into a special unit called the Dark Knights. They were a group of warriors that specialized in dark magics and powerful weapons. The magic they used were used to steal the life force from enemies and sacrifice one’s own physical well-being to increase their own strength.

And that’s when she got thrown into the war. The Dark Knights were used as shock troops, typically clashing into lines that were already engaged from the sides or in ambushes and casualties were not uncommon. They were used fairly often, though… Soon, they were pulled off the front lines for reasons undefined. The entire unit was pulled back to a base and told they were to be guarding the base because there was a suspected surprise attack incoming in the next month.

During her time there, Freyja had multiple duties. Helping with supplies, delivering messages between commanders and the most concerning was guard duty for the lab. As the month carried on her duties turned more and more towards guard duty for this lab. This was more and more concerning. Until finally, one day she noticed something during her duty. She was stationed in the internal section of the lab and noticed something… Odd. A scientist was pushing a rather large cart around. It was black colored, rather deep and had a tarp fastened over it. The odd thing was that she was sure there was a human finger poking out from under the tarp. And it twitched.

A few days later, during her guard duty, she was handed an envelope by what she assumed was a leading scientist. “Deliver this to the commander.” She was trusted to deliver a confidential message and Freyja assumed this was because of her family. Regardless, she started to walk towards the Command Room. Her concerns were filling her to the point where she decided she needed to open it.

The details inside were… More than concerning. It incited a need to escape. “Our research on the Dark Knights is progressing less than we would like, but the results we do have are quite good. We’ve had to release a few more samples than we would like. In the near future, I would likely need more volunteers. We should talk today. ”

She gathered her weapon, a few supplies and some other things. And went to the gate. She told them that she was ordered to patrol around for Embrian scouts. They believed her and she ran. Not long after, the Empire was in hot pursuit of her. The chase led on for days with many close calls. She fought a few enemies where she could, when she needed, but she was far too outnumbered to do much more than run.

Then, when she was basically at the end of her ropes and cornered, she was saved. A small detachment of Embrian soldiers flanked a number of her pursuers, cutting down the Alvadian pursuers that resisted. The leader, Sevard Kellson,spared her to question why she was being chased. Despite not trusting them, she told everything. What happened at the base, why she was on the run… Who she is.

They took her in as a prisoner. Truthfully, being a prisoner with the Embrians was still a better experience than being experimented on by her own country. She understood that soldiers had a duty to their country, but was being experimented on by their country part of their duty? Sevard took the time to talk to her every day. Particularly how she felt about her country. And day by day, she was feeling more negative towards it. She, of course, loved the people. But… Those in charge? Those that ran those inhumane experiments that she didn’t even know the extent of beyond the blatant disregard of human life? No. Not at all.

“Let me fight for you.” She asked. “I have nothing else but to fight for my people. I can never return, but I can fight for the Embrian army.” Sevard was obviously skeptical at first but he could see the passion in her eyes. He agreed and she joined the Embrian army despite the reservation of many in the upper echelons of the Embrian army. Regardless, she proved her loyalty to Embria, or perhaps, Sevard himself. She found herself relegating herself to the position of Sevard’s personal bodyguard.

Eventually, the war came to an end. Freyja wanted to retire from fighting as did Sevard. As she had no place in Embria, she took a job as a maid for Sevard to give her one. The people that knew of her supposed origins were wary of her and she did her best not to face them. The two of them lived this peaceful life for four and a half years… And then, Sevard disappeared. She searched and searched but… There was no sign. She had no money herself and had to abandon the house they lived in and needed to find a job. Luckily, or perhaps unluckily, she knew how to fight and decided to join a mercenary group, Wild Rose…

Skills: As a maid, Freyja has taken to being a master of household skills. Cleaning and cooking are the things she’s refined over the last five years. She also knows how to set up camp and hunt, though her aim has diminished since she was a soldier.
Abilities: As a Dark Knight, her combat abilities focus mostly on empowered weapon attacks, draining attacks and dark magic. Her weapon strikes can be weaker, but drain life force or magical energy from enemies, called Siphoning Strikes. Alternatively, she can make her strikes stronger by allowing the darkness to drain her own life force to empower her weapon, known as Souleater. And finally, she can use her magical energy to use minor magic attacks made from the Darkness. The weakest of which, and all she seems to be able to use now is Ruin.

• Limit Break - Dark Ruination: The strongest ability of the Dark Knights only usable by some now. It was a devastating ability used by some of the most trained Dark Knights in the war, though most of the Dark Knights have been phased out in some way or another. When used, Freyja slashes an enemy with her weapon and it slices an opening full of dark energy. Quickly, the energy festers and then explodes out from the cut.

Equipment: Freyja has put together a new set of armor which is sleek and maneuverable. It gives decent protection from the environment and monster attacks.

Her weapon of choice is the very same Magitech Greatsword she used all throughout the war. It’s also a reminder to her of the lives she has taken.

Final Fantasy: After the Ashes

Hider

Name: Freyja Dämmerung
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Appearance: Freyja is consistently described as a solemn beauty for the consistent serious look on her face and for her rather good looks. She has a fairly nicely shaped body as well as some lightly toned muscles that came as a result of her continued training routine that has since been reduced since the end of the war.
Personality: If one were to meet Freyja on the streets, they would have nothing to complain about her manners. Despite her strained face, she’s a rather kind woman that’s willing to help others, so long as it doesn’t take her too far off her task at hand. She hardly ever smiles but this is more of her attempting to hold her emotions back, a habit that she had worked to get over from her time in the Imperial military. Hardly ever, doesn’t mean never, however. There are quite a few times where she’ll give a small smile to a joke or gratitude from others.

Inside, however, she’s a broken person. The war strained her mental state and she never really fully recovered. At night, it wasn’t uncommon to hear sad noises coming from her room though this has since seemingly stopped. Guilt sits inside her from the war and it never left. Rather, sometimes she goes out to the streets and meets those who lost loved ones and internally she blames herself. But she doesn’t show it. Not much. Sometimes, she shows a small, pained face.

Hider

Brief Backstory: Freyja was raised in the Alvadian Empire. Her family was a military one and she was quickly placed into the military at a young age starting as a foot soldier though she was quickly promoted, most likely due to her family, into a special unit called the Dark Knights. They were a group of warriors that specialized in dark magics and powerful weapons. The magic they used were used to steal the life force from enemies and sacrifice one’s own physical well-being to increase their own strength.

And that’s when she got thrown into the war. The Dark Knights were used as shock troops, typically clashing into lines that were already engaged from the sides or in ambushes and casualties were not uncommon. They were used fairly often, though… Soon, they were pulled off the front lines for reasons undefined. The entire unit was pulled back to a base and told they were to be guarding the base because there was a suspected surprise attack incoming in the next month.

During her time there, Freyja had multiple duties. Helping with supplies, delivering messages between commanders and the most concerning was guard duty for the lab. As the month carried on her duties turned more and more towards guard duty for this lab. This was more and more concerning. Until finally, one day she noticed something during her duty. She was stationed in the internal section of the lab and noticed something… Odd. A scientist was pushing a rather large cart around. It was black colored, rather deep and had a tarp fastened over it. The odd thing was that she was sure there was a human finger poking out from under the tarp. And it twitched.

A few days later, during her guard duty, she was handed an envelope by what she assumed was a leading scientist. “Deliver this to the commander.” She was trusted to deliver a confidential message and Freyja assumed this was because of her family. Regardless, she started to walk towards the Command Room. Her concerns were filling her to the point where she decided she needed to open it.

The details inside were… More than concerning. It incited a need to escape. “Our research on the Dark Knights is progressing less than we would like, but the results we do have are quite good. We’ve had to release a few more samples than we would like. In the near future, I would likely need more volunteers. We should talk today. ”

She gathered her weapon, a few supplies and some other things. And went to the gate. She told them that she was ordered to patrol around for Embrian scouts. They believed her and she ran. Not long after, the Empire was in hot pursuit of her. The chase led on for days with many close calls. She fought a few enemies where she could, when she needed, but she was far too outnumbered to do much more than run.

Then, when she was basically at the end of her ropes and cornered, she was saved. A small detachment of Embrian soldiers flanked a number of her pursuers, cutting down the Alvadian pursuers that resisted. The leader, Sevard Kellson,spared her to question why she was being chased. Despite not trusting them, she told everything. What happened at the base, why she was on the run… Who she is.

They took her in as a prisoner. Truthfully, being a prisoner with the Embrians was still a better experience than being experimented on by her own country. She understood that soldiers had a duty to their country, but was being experimented on by their country part of their duty? Sevard took the time to talk to her every day. Particularly how she felt about her country. And day by day, she was feeling more negative towards it. She, of course, loved the people. But… Those in charge? Those that ran those inhumane experiments that she didn’t even know the extent of beyond the blatant disregard of human life? No. Not at all.

“Let me fight for you.” She asked. “I have nothing else but to fight for my people. I can never return, but I can fight for the Embrian army.” Sevard was obviously skeptical at first but he could see the passion in her eyes. He agreed and she joined the Embrian army despite the reservation of many in the upper echelons of the Embrian army. Regardless, she proved her loyalty to Embria, or perhaps, Sevard himself. She found herself relegating herself to the position of Sevard’s personal bodyguard.

Eventually, the war came to an end. Freyja wanted to retire from fighting as did Sevard. As she had no place in Embria, she took a job as a maid for Sevard to give her one. The people that knew of her supposed origins were wary of her and she did her best not to face them. The two of them lived this peaceful life for four and a half years… And then, Sevard disappeared. She searched and searched but… There was no sign. She had no money herself and had to abandon the house they lived in and needed to find a job. Luckily, or perhaps unluckily, she knew how to fight and decided to join a mercenary group, Wild Rose…

Skills: As a maid, Freyja has taken to being a master of household skills. Cleaning and cooking are the things she’s refined over the last five years. She also knows how to set up camp and hunt, though her aim has diminished since she was a soldier.
Abilities: As a Dark Knight, her combat abilities focus mostly on empowered weapon attacks, draining attacks and dark magic. Her weapon strikes can be weaker, but drain life force or magical energy from enemies, called Siphoning Strikes. Alternatively, she can make her strikes stronger by allowing the darkness to drain her own life force to empower her weapon, known as Souleater. And finally, she can use her magical energy to use minor magic attacks made from the Darkness. The weakest of which, and all she seems to be able to use now is Ruin.

• Limit Break - Dark Ruination: The strongest ability of the Dark Knights only usable by some now. It was a devastating ability used by some of the most trained Dark Knights in the war, though most of the Dark Knights have been phased out in some way or another. When used, Freyja slashes an enemy with her weapon and it slices an opening full of dark energy. Quickly, the energy festers and then explodes out from the cut.

Equipment: Freyja has put together a new set of armor which is sleek and maneuverable. It gives decent protection from the environment and monster attacks.

Her weapon of choice is the very same Magitech Greatsword she used all throughout the war. It’s also a reminder to her of the lives she has taken.

Final Fantasy: After the Ashes

I'll post my interest! Just gotta think about what I want to make

Dungeon Clearer! A Fantasy Adventurer RP

"H-hey!" Trina complained back at the Guild Girl. "She loves to put up with me!" She continued, breaking her obnoxious pose and stomping her foot a small bit. "And you do too! Don't deny it!" She mentioned before someone appeared behind her and made her give a soft scream as her guard was wholly down. Oh, it was that one hooded girl that couldn't shut her mouth. Upon thinking this, Trina actually realized it made her a sort of hypocrite, but at the same time this girl could probably stand holding it shut for five seconds so she doesn't blurt anything dumb out.

Still.... She did mention... Experienced adventurers... She didn't know much about this quest but she was definitely an experienced adventurer! She swiped the paper from Nuri to look at herself. "Hmm, hmm. Yes, yes. Monas-try... Pay handsomely... Arty-facts..." She made some more noises as she comprehended what she read. "I see! Yes! You do need experienced explorers for this!" That was when she noticed that a big Ingvarr man and two Hundi girls. She didn't really expect so many people to appear around them! When did everyone show up!? Wait, they were here for the quest as well? Her eyes darted between everyone that had gathered around this guild counter. The Ingvarr man was a Five of Swords and that's all she needed to glean before she chose her next words. She held the paper off to the side for dear Neffy to read before she spoke.

"Well, my fellow travelers! I'll have you know, I happen to be quite an experienced adventurer with my good friend Nefrena here! You should be glad to meet the-" Lightly under her breath she added, "self" before continuing again, "Acclaimed Seven of Coins, Trina the Nimble!" All throughout, she was rather self theatrical about it. "We would be more than happy to plun-- I mean, search the depths of this monastry!" She seemed rather proud of herself though if they knew of her antics they'd probably see right through her boastings.

Fate/Eternum (Take 3)

"Me? Hmm, I suppose. You're suppose to be looking at fresh blood though." Scylla mentioned, slightly frustrated. She sighed, pushing it off to the side. She tried to not let every little thing her master said affect her since that would just turn her into that again.

There food had arrived in the meantime though! Hurrah! Her five or so meals were sitting right in front of her. There was a loud noise and rumbling all around them but she didn't really care too much about that. Food! She unwrapped the first burger and practically inhaled it. She had to chew a few times but it quickly disappeared into her stomach. She then shoveled a mouthful of fries into her mouth and those too followed after the burger. Then she started to wrap the second when her master spoke up.

"Stage? What are you talking about?" Scylla asked with a raised eyebrow. It was at this time she finally raised her head and looked around. When was this play destroyed like this? Oh, right. There was an explosion-like sound and rumbling and loud noises around. "You want to do something about this?" The servant questioned, taking a more relaxed bite into the hamburger, a bit of ketchup smearing on the corner of her mouth. "Seems boring." She stated before shoving the rest of the hamburger in her mouth, making her look like a chipmunk with its mouth full.

Dungeon Clearer! A Fantasy Adventurer RP

Such a busy day! Boy, was Trina sure she heard that phrase plenty before. Well, it's what your heard in the Guild Hall when you frequented it every day. The fairy was more than happy to have something to do. "Neffy! Come on, hurry slowass!" She mentioned to her partner in crime as she bursted ahead to the Adventurer's guild. As she came to the door, she saw a familiar sight. The High Elf adventurer! If memory served, she had a boing behind. So, as a matter of fairy principle, she needed to mess with the girl. A quick little fairy slap would do. And so she did it. Quickly. Decisively. She caught the elf's eye and stuck her tongue out at her as she ducked inside before the door closed in on her after a large Ingvarr man opened the door for himself.

Now, this was a place! Drunkards! Adventurers! Drunkard Adventurers! What wasn't there to enjoy? In fact, there was one drunkard adventurer that stood out more than the others. She proudly declared something about others taking the easy jobs and that leaving her with the worthwhile ones. "Yeesh." Trina muttered to herself. "Talk about self involved..." She mentioned as she hovered for a bit, considering what to do. She smirked as a bright idea came to mind. She flew over to the Drunkard Adventurer woman who had just pushed past the Ingvarr that Trina had followed in. Quickly, quietly as she could, she attempted to swipe the woman's hood down with one good pull before fleeing towards the Guild Counter with a small giggle.

As she approached the counter, she found the guild girl she liked to flirt work with the most who just so happened to be free at the moment. As she got close, she slowed her speed and eventually stopped, sliding in with what she thought was a eye catching pose but really just seemed obnoxious. "Hey there, Diane. How's your day been? Got anything for me and Neffy today?" She asked as if they were hand-picked for quests quite often.

Now, if one were to ask why Diane was Trina's target of flirtation rather than any of the other girls, the fairy would answer, "Well, it's cause she's the most... Like... Boing! You know?" Plus, the fairy just tended to like pretty things in general like other fairies. Regardless, she sat there, expecting an affirmative answer despite knowing that they never really got handpicked for anything from the pretty lady in front of her.

Dungeon Clearer! A Fantasy Adventurer RP

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Fairy Thief

Name Trina

Age: “That’s a good question.”

Gender: Female

Race: Fairy

Rank Four of Coins

Appearance: Trina is a six inch tall blonde fairy. Her body is fairly standard for a fairy with black butterfly-like wings and a small pair by her ears.

Personality: Trina still has the childish curiosity and pranking nature of a child, though her language tends to be more mature. Due to her experiences the last… However many years, her words have a tendency to be a bit on the rough side. She’s also a bit of a braggart, claiming to be at least “Six, no, Seven of Coins!” to people she may not exactly know. And if you ask her opinion on something, or what to do… Expect a rather extreme answer! Though, if she’s told it’s a bad idea she is likely to actually give a good one, but it’s mostly only to make her look good.

Brief Backstory Many years ago, Trina separated from her friends to take a nap somewhere quiet and in the end was kidnapped by some bandits. For years she was kept as the leader of the bandit gang’s pet that he kept in a cage. The years merged together for her, but she was sure the gang leader turned from a youthful appearance to a more haggard one with grey hair.

Regardless, she was carried around in a cage by the leader and he basically told her to agree with him when he said something, eventually, it came to the point where she just shouted out statements she knew he’d like since he would reward her with sweets. Eventually though, she got wholly bored of this life. Being in a cage was something she never liked, though she did have moments free from it.

When a Nem thief snuck in to steal something from the bandits, the fairy threw a fit. “Hey, you! Jackass! Over here! Let me out! LET ME OUT!” She screamed. “You help me, I help you!” With that, she was rescued by and became the partner of a Nem named Neffy.

Equipment: The only real things Trina carries on her is her clothes though she considers many things of Neffy’s as hers.

Skill: Trina has been working on being sneaky for years in an attempt to escape from her cage and her captivity. While it never really helped her get out she got quite a few good attempts. She was actually taught how to pick locks because the leader thought that it was amusing that she would try to escape and wanted to see if she could do it. She did, but only with help.

Aside from her thieving skills, she has natural magical abilities. As a fairy, she has natural elemental abilities like conjuring fire or bringing forth water. While she was held captive, she practiced illusions on and off but she was never really able to do much with it until after she was freed by Neffy. After she was rescued, she also practiced using magic to lift nearby objects that she just would not be able to lift otherwise.

Dungeon Clearer! A Fantasy Adventurer RP

Alright, got the fairy done I think.

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Fairy Thief

Name Trina

Age: “That’s a good question.”

Gender: Female

Race: Fairy

Rank Four of Coins

Appearance: Trina is a six inch tall blonde fairy. Her body is fairly standard for a fairy with black butterfly-like wings and a small pair by her ears.

Personality: Trina still has the childish curiosity and pranking nature of a child, though her language tends to be more mature. Due to her experiences the last… However many years, her words have a tendency to be a bit on the rough side. She’s also a bit of a braggart, claiming to be at least “Six, no, Seven of Coins!” to people she may not exactly know. And if you ask her opinion on something, or what to do… Expect a rather extreme answer! Though, if she’s told it’s a bad idea she is likely to actually give a good one, but it’s mostly only to make her look good.

Brief Backstory Many years ago, Trina separated from her friends to take a nap somewhere quiet and in the end was kidnapped by some bandits. For years she was kept as the leader of the bandit gang’s pet that he kept in a cage. The years merged together for her, but she was sure the gang leader turned from a youthful appearance to a more haggard one with grey hair.

Regardless, she was carried around in a cage by the leader and he basically told her to agree with him when he said something, eventually, it came to the point where she just shouted out statements she knew he’d like since he would reward her with sweets. Eventually though, she got wholly bored of this life. Being in a cage was something she never liked, though she did have moments free from it.

When a Nem thief snuck in to steal something from the bandits, the fairy threw a fit. “Hey, you! Jackass! Over here! Let me out! LET ME OUT!” She screamed. “You help me, I help you!” With that, she was rescued by and became the partner of a Nem named Neffy.

Equipment: The only real things Trina carries on her is her clothes though she considers many things of Neffy’s as hers.

Skill: Trina has been working on being sneaky for years in an attempt to escape from her cage and her captivity. While it never really helped her get out she got quite a few good attempts. She was actually taught how to pick locks because the leader thought that it was amusing that she would try to escape and wanted to see if she could do it. She did, but only with help.

Aside from her thieving skills, she has natural magical abilities. As a fairy, she has natural elemental abilities like conjuring fire or bringing forth water. While she was held captive, she practiced illusions on and off but she was never really able to do much with it until after she was freed by Neffy. After she was rescued, she also practiced using magic to lift nearby objects that she just would not be able to lift otherwise.