Through the Living Hope

Name: Erao Gender: female Homeland: Jendab Characters in group: Kevlan Weapons: Blowdart (poison if allowed), DeWatt hammer, Buzzkill (photo attached, credit to Dangie Bros) Skills: surveillance, stealth Appearance: Self/hastily cut short brown hair, green eyes, Mediterranean skin tone (how did I spell that right first try lol), green and brown striped tank top, button up army green short sleeve shirt, brown cargo pants, combat boots Personality: a bit reserved, very cautious, but very perky when she feels safe

She hesitated a moment before obeying.

“Ok.” She paused. “I didnt tell you my name earlier, did I…”

She laughed softly. “Sorry about that.”

“Hello there! Is there anything that interests you?”

She chuckled once.

She glanced up at the crowd and whispered, “I don’t think I like that a crowd gathered.”

As far as it could tell, she was on world. There was a young woman talking to a few others. When she saw Rio, she paused the conversation and approached.

Bond with a weapon… She looked at the sword, hand on the flat of the blade. So.. this specific one? Or all?

“So.. you’re not mad or anything?” Huh? What does that mean?

“No. Even if I’d known about it, it would have been strictly off limits.”

“I… I don’t know how I did that, I swear.”

“Our first time was right before the city collapsed.”

She looked around, extremely bewildered and confused. Her eyes eventually went back to Keir, hoping for answers.

She told him her approximate area.

She noticed, gasping slightly, and pulled back. “I… I got carried away, didn’t I… Sorry.”

She kept up the offensive, trying to hold her stance as much as she could.

“Really? Where about?”

She struck.

“The mountains.”

She looked at him skeptically.

Tinker squeezed Mark’s shoulder in support.

She didn’t return it.