Mount Everfall storm child made of wild and flame

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Thyri is unperturbed by his decision to end their meeting and depart and the mummer queen watches him go with a quiet blaze to the light caramel irises of her gaze. She does not call him back and keeps her gaze steady upon the place where he has melded into the shadows to ensure that he has truly departed from the base of the mount; or at the very least her general vicinity. Their small interaction did not leave her much to work with on the front of her status of mummer. She had tried exploring it and is left with the uncertainty whether she was successful or not. A terse frown tugs the edges of her lips down before the champagne and cremé sylph let out a low noise before she turns abruptly and makes her way back to the Shadewood figuring that regardless she will have to definitely work on her skills some more before she tried to actually infiltrate lest that become a disaster she cannot charm her way out of.

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