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Queen of Roses
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•°. * уσυ ¢αи'т נυѕт ℓєανє α gυу ωнσ'ѕ тяуιиg нιѕ вєѕт ∂єѕριтє єνєяутнιиg αℓσиє, у'киσω? * .°•


•°. * уσυ ¢αи'т נυѕт ℓєανє α gυу ωнσ'ѕ тяуιиg нιѕ вєѕт ∂єѕριтє єνєяутнιиg αℓσиє, у'киσω? * .°•

{ Elyon Ayelet | 18 | Faun }
Since entering the room, Elyon was somewhat able to put together bits and pieces of the recent events that had led up to this heated debate. However, the tension, getting a tad too much for her, caused her to zone out mid-way through. Only when a blast of ice magic from the werewolf mage was manifested, did she return to reality, glancing around her surroundings. The 'attack' appeared to extinguish the discussion rather quickly.
As everyone was dismissed for the night, the faun's attention then turned to the serpentfolk whom she was glad to see looking much better then he did on their way back.
"O-oh! I'm Elyon, but Elle or Ellie is also fine. I'm a faun. Well, technically, half-faun, half-human. And my magic is, um, music..? I, basically, translate spells into music, it's n-not particularly special or anything, more like a pain to control." She suddenly bows, locks of almond hair falling in front of her face, "It's nice to meet you Tirik, sir, and thank you for escorting me back here."

{ Elyon Ayelet | 18 | Faun }
"Ah.. But I am not serpentfolk. So, whilst do I respect your values, you helped me, you've gained my respect. Plus, you saved vampire-boy from being cremated. Doesn't that make you a hero?" She asks as she straightens back up, tilting her head to one side like a canine listening to it's master.

•°. * уσυ ¢αи'т נυѕт ℓєανє α gυу ωнσ'ѕ тяуιиg нιѕ вєѕт ∂єѕριтє єνєяутнιиg αℓσиє, у'киσω? * .°•

•°. * уσυ ¢αи'т נυѕт ℓєανє α gυу ωнσ'ѕ тяуιиg нιѕ вєѕт ∂єѕριтє єνєяутнιиg αℓσиє, у'киσω? * .°•