༒𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘜𝘯𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺༒

⊱•••━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━•••⊰⊹ 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴 ⊱•••━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━•••⊰⊹

Cocks his head to the side, blinking, his rune eye slightly glowing. "Heh, not bad. Not bad. You ashamed of your rank or something? Some don't even make it out of Bronze or ya know...died."

"Well Monica you look pretty proud to be a leader. What rank is your party?" This caught his attention. He figured she belonged to one of the city's order.

Browsing the quest board on a sunday miiiiight not have been the best idea. 💧

Touche. Though some of my brethren do not help that case sadly. I am a regrettable special case but that's a tale for another time. Never got yer name though. You may address me by Veyr.

Not every they do is right. Paladins are zealots with authority. Not all but a majority.

Paladins? So more prentious self-righteous little snobs who thinks the world is simply light vs dark.

The only thing between Vivian and a figure like this is just a few years of her metabolism slowing down. Makes you wonder how she even stays so very petite given her habit of drinking and eating out, combined with a complete lack of exercise. Maybe there's a hint of magic to it.