Vesta
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Roleplay posts: 35 
Age: Immeasurable
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Standing at a minute height of one foot tall, this tiny nature spirit appears, on the surface, to be merely a young girl in her late teens, and her excitable demeanour would appear to support that hypothesis. She has long, flowing fire red hair which undulates like the flames she embodies, and solid orange, glowing eyes that sparkle with mirth and passion and a love of life. Upon her back, two bright red butterfly wings spread out about her, tapering up to sharp tips, their shape harsh and almost jagged, though possessed of a sort of dissonant order, speaking of her natural element. Her skin is without blemishes, perfectly golden-white, touched by the sun. What little clothing she wears is made from the element of fire itself, in constant motion as it wraps about her surprisingly voluptuous figure, although it occasionally appears to simply be a very malleable fabric, appearing as shear silk. While nothing about her would suggest she's any older than she seems on the surface, those who know the Fae and their workings know she's more than likely ages older than the first man to walk the lands.
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Clothes and Equipment: She wields no weaponry or armour, but her natural abilities are explosive and dangerous, and her short stature does nothing to reduce the destructive heat of her flames. She is also able to command the lightning, those destructive forces of the natural world at her beck and call.
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Registered: Sept 8, 2015 22:11:18 GMT -8
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Post by Vesta on Oct 7, 2015 18:09:38 GMT -8
"Freak of nature? Ashy, there are dragons that live in human settlements! I think people are sorta past thinking Dryads are freaks of nature!" responds Vesta with a sceptical tone.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2015 18:23:12 GMT -8
"No, technically we're mutations in tree fruit caused by too much magical energy from the fey. I wasn't saying it as a negative, just as a fact." Ashley said nonchalantly as she finished her exercise. With a sigh she headed back to her stump, decorated and made more livable in the past few weeks.
"In any case, if we are to move on, I will need an outfit first. I refuse to enter towns looking like this."
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Vesta
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Immeasurable
Physical Description: =======================
Standing at a minute height of one foot tall, this tiny nature spirit appears, on the surface, to be merely a young girl in her late teens, and her excitable demeanour would appear to support that hypothesis. She has long, flowing fire red hair which undulates like the flames she embodies, and solid orange, glowing eyes that sparkle with mirth and passion and a love of life. Upon her back, two bright red butterfly wings spread out about her, tapering up to sharp tips, their shape harsh and almost jagged, though possessed of a sort of dissonant order, speaking of her natural element. Her skin is without blemishes, perfectly golden-white, touched by the sun. What little clothing she wears is made from the element of fire itself, in constant motion as it wraps about her surprisingly voluptuous figure, although it occasionally appears to simply be a very malleable fabric, appearing as shear silk. While nothing about her would suggest she's any older than she seems on the surface, those who know the Fae and their workings know she's more than likely ages older than the first man to walk the lands.
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Clothes and Equipment: She wields no weaponry or armour, but her natural abilities are explosive and dangerous, and her short stature does nothing to reduce the destructive heat of her flames. She is also able to command the lightning, those destructive forces of the natural world at her beck and call.
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Registered: Sept 8, 2015 22:11:18 GMT -8
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Post by Vesta on Oct 8, 2015 18:35:21 GMT -8
"Pff, everything Fae do is ultimately one-hundred percent natural," responds Vesta, waving a hand dismissively. "I mean, we are all beings of nature, spirits or otherwise!"
She flits up to follow Ash into the stump, shrugging at her predicament. "Well, I can't help you, unfortunately. Anything I weaved would get charred, and you already said you don't want me to make you clothes like mine!"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 8, 2015 18:37:42 GMT -8
"I doubt I could wear them anyway.....no, my clothing was specially made. It's going to take a lot of money before I can have them tailored. I'll head into town tomorrow to look for a job at one of the human stores. Once I get enough to tailor the outfit, we'll begin travel again, okay?"
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Vesta
Established
Roleplay posts: 35
Age: Immeasurable
Physical Description: =======================
Standing at a minute height of one foot tall, this tiny nature spirit appears, on the surface, to be merely a young girl in her late teens, and her excitable demeanour would appear to support that hypothesis. She has long, flowing fire red hair which undulates like the flames she embodies, and solid orange, glowing eyes that sparkle with mirth and passion and a love of life. Upon her back, two bright red butterfly wings spread out about her, tapering up to sharp tips, their shape harsh and almost jagged, though possessed of a sort of dissonant order, speaking of her natural element. Her skin is without blemishes, perfectly golden-white, touched by the sun. What little clothing she wears is made from the element of fire itself, in constant motion as it wraps about her surprisingly voluptuous figure, although it occasionally appears to simply be a very malleable fabric, appearing as shear silk. While nothing about her would suggest she's any older than she seems on the surface, those who know the Fae and their workings know she's more than likely ages older than the first man to walk the lands.
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Clothes and Equipment: She wields no weaponry or armour, but her natural abilities are explosive and dangerous, and her short stature does nothing to reduce the destructive heat of her flames. She is also able to command the lightning, those destructive forces of the natural world at her beck and call.
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Registered: Sept 8, 2015 22:11:18 GMT -8
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Post by Vesta on Oct 8, 2015 19:04:02 GMT -8
"Well, at least we'll be able to go somewhere tomorrow! I'm so tired of just sitting around doing nothing," responds Vesta, sitting in the same place upon Ash's drawer as she always does, the spot marked with a rather obvious black streak. She looks a bit happier at the prospect of being able to go into town.
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