Priestess of Pharasma

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3 posts. Alias of Ren Ashbell.


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Blaike smiled as if she thought it funny. Still holding her ground with a strong silence she contributed just as much through her presence. She hardly looked like the type to hold her own in a fight now, she had become another person from earlier altogether.

"I've got some matters to attend to.", she adds a nod towards Baele, "he's right about getting some rest."

Blaike smiles again still holding her full composure, making little to no sound as she walked away. She would meld into the small crowd of people after making her way down another road, different than the one Baele took or Ryker leads.


Blaike continues walking, the way she holds herself is both proud and elegant. "Curious?" She says in a hushed voice, a playful, taunting side smile on her face as she continues forward. With her gaze set ahead of her she offers no other words.


Simply nodding her head slightly towards Ryker out of respect Blaike introduces herself, "I am Blaike, it is a pleasure to meet you're acquaintance."

Standing firm and proud, the young elf awaits further interaction from the others. Brisk was the silence that swept over her silver tongued words. On her person, a well polished elven curve blade rested on her back, she wore well fitted clothing the seems all of masterworks craftsmanship. Underneath slight traces revealing leather armor are view able. Her hair is platinum blonde, resting just past the shoulder in length.

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A tattoo of sorts gives off a slight glow from the inside of her palm