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any monster because any bloke seems it. I only take shots at those who pose a threat. Or poachers."
The compliment to her strength made her chuckle.
"I'm nothing grand. I can shoot a gun, that is all. Anyone can become like me. Not many, if any, can become like you."
"I just take the jobs as they come up. I'm not as active around here unless someone specifically asks for me."
As her tea arrived, Emmeline tools. Sip of it with a satisfied breath.
"I'm no one grand like that, luv. I'm for hire, I do it for money. Though I won't just shoot
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" Oh? Are you the one responsible for the lesser of threats here? "
She would chuckle softly as she swirled her tea in the cup she held. Letting out the softest of amused hums.
" Whilst the threats here are not nearly as deathly to the world, they still pose
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๐น wait...so how do I make my character all appear in one? Glamourer? So that I can switch up my characters whose at the end of Shadowbringers and bring my OC's to these places?
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"Of course. No need to introduce yourself, Y'shtola Rhul, Scion of the Seventh Dawn and irreplaceable ally to the Warrior of Light."
Emmeline would hope this get together would blrne good fruit.
"As for me, just a monster hunter for hire. Aggressive monsters, mind you."
"Of course. Rumours reach everywhere of the Miqo'te Scion who could kill with looks luv."
Emmelaine would chuckle softly, ordering a tea for herself while gazing into those...milky eyes. They were quite strange. It felt like they were looking through her rather than at her...
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A sip.
A slow turn of her head as those milky like eyes glanced in the direction of the voice that talked to her.
" Oh? Consider me flattered. I was not aware my appearance was so openly praised. "
Of course she knew.
But humility never did anyone harm.
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-, Y'shtola. Co sider me honoured you would invite me for a cuppa tea, luv."
Her accent was thick, and would seat herself opposite the Miqo'te woman, folding one leg over the other.
"Emmelaine Severaux, if you've not known my identity before."
Considering Emmeline couldn't use the aetherytes...she had to go there on the back of a magitek tool.
And when she arrived in Mor Dhona, she would head to the place the Scion would mention, smiling as she walked over to her.
"Well well...the runours don't do your looks justice-
Mor Dhona.
She enjoys looking down upon the small settlement as she basks in sunlight with her lovely tea.
So if the other meets her at one of the upper tables? That is where she will be.
"A morbol...? I would hope they know how to stop it breathing on people."
She would roll her eyes before rubbing them.
"It's been a shame if I was called to execute someone's pet."
I admit, it's a... Strange job to see from the outsiders perspective. At the very least though, it's no stranger than a Pictomancer....
No. Wait. That was someone leading a morbol through town. Strike that
These...people are now taming beasts.
It's as worrying as those Summoners and their Primal's.
I can only hope they truly control them or else I will deal with their little pets.
A bow was what I started out with.
But these...jobs...
...I was not cut out for a Bard, too much magic involved.
Machinist called out to me, I joined them when they just dtarted out. They are the family I never really had.