Jade Fern Grove find what you love and let it kill you

She arrived with much a limp and a somewhat arming ly teetering gait, body still recovering from her losing battle with a cliff. Her eyes sought out the others, she settled a distance from them, rather awkward in the fact that she knew one of them. Silence and fleeting smiles whenever someone managed to make eye contact,  but mainly awkwardly sitting in the corner were her main activities.