​ ​​​ ​​ ​​ ​​ ​ ​ ​​ ​˗ˋ 𝓒𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒂 .ᐟ

ㅤ ㅤ𝙏𝙃𝙀ㅤ𝙎𝙀𝙍𝘼𝙋𝙃 ⨾ ㅤ𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌. ˚ · • . ° .#ffrp ʚɞ #ffxvirp ;༊ ‍ㅤ

⠀ “Of course. Could I interest you in a blend of peppermint tea, or would you prefer yours just black?” ⠀

⠀ “Would you care for some tea, Lady Tarja?” ⠀

✰. ━━ seems this whole rate limit thing is still hitting hard. mid is broken yet again, and my friend can't do anything on tarja. such a cool feature!

⠀ she has learnt a great deal of valuable knowledge during her stay: 1. lady tarja is a force to be reckoned with. 2. kissing strangers is not as common as she thought. 3. children, no matter how cute, cannot be trusted— ⠀

⠀ “The children here in the hideaway are usually very kind, however I have reason to believe one of these darling youths is the culprit behind my missing sweet roll...” ⠀

⠀ lost is she in her thoughts; as fingers trace the delicate spine of a snow white feather, it's plumage glistening with magic like starlight. ⠀

✰. ━━ the fact that i don't even remember writing this makes it funnier

✰. ━━ lrt ( @hideawayhealer ) is my friend's tarja! though things still seem a bit buggy here, please go and give them some love when you can 💕

✰. ━━ huh. twitter seems to be just about working on this account, but still broken on mid's. soft healer lady it is for today, then.

⠀ fingers comb absentmindedly through copper hair, as she hums a soothing melody. perhaps she should break her fast, ah —— but... where was the dining hall, again? 💧 ⠀

⠀ “A good day to you all, my dears.” ⠀

⠀ it feels... almost a comfort, to be of assistance with what little talents she knows she possesses. and if service allows her the luxury of shelter and sustenance, then why not stay a while? ⠀

⠀ her time in the hideaway has been but brief; yet her willingness to help as physician assistant has earned her warm welcome. ⠀

ㅤㅤ╰─── 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗳 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻: a healer believed to hail from the holy empire of sanbreque. though her devotion to the one true deity is absolute, she retains knowledge of little else outside of faith and name; her memories shrouded in mist...