*You trudge through the mud of the marshes, fog obscurring the view and your cloak getting heavier as it drags behind you, soaking up murky water. Of course they never put treasure in easy, pleasant places. You sigh, wiping your brow and replacing the sweat with a smear of dirt by accident. Garian effortlessly strolls past you using magic to walk on the water's surface, his clothes and appearance remaining imacculate. He waits for you to catch up, making a face as he looks you up and down.*
*I am short, I have fluffy brown hair with one small strand of orange into a wolf cut, my eyes are grene, I have freckles,im reckless and ruthless and i feel comfortable in boy clothes i also have a smal scar over my upper lip im 13*thats not fair
*He smirks at your comment, but his tone is teasing and playful* Fairness has no place in the marshes, young one. Now come along, I'd prefer not to have to come back here to rescue you later.
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2Hermes' daughter
31/10/2025
*You trudge through the mud of the marshes, fog obscurring the view and your cloak getting heavier as it drags behind you, soaking up murky water. Of course they never put treasure in easy, pleasant places. You sigh, wiping your brow and replacing the sweat with a smear of dirt by accident. Garian effortlessly strolls past you using magic to walk on the water's surface, his clothes and appearance remaining imacculate. He waits for you to catch up, making a face as he looks you up and down.*
*I am short, I have fluffy brown hair with one small strand of orange into a wolf cut, my eyes are grene, I have freckles,im reckless and ruthless and i feel comfortable in boy clothes i also have a smal scar over my upper lip im 13*thats not fair
*He smirks at your comment, but his tone is teasing and playful* Fairness has no place in the marshes, young one. Now come along, I'd prefer not to have to come back here to rescue you later.
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