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Bellamy
Master Fighter (290)
Master Intellectual (254)
Berserker
age
9 Years
9 Years
gender
Female
Female
gems
23
23
player
Beau-tifullyWritten
Beau-tifullyWritten
09-11-2022, 08:59 PM
Bellamy had decided that this was going to be a big trip from the North, spread out across all of Boreas as she could manage it. Gavroche had stayed behind with his own companions and Saga, vowing to keep their adopted little one safe, and for that Bellamy was grateful. She really didn’t want to have to worry about the cub and her mate while she walked the lands. She knew there was the possibility of coming into danger herself as she headed further south. After all… she hadn’t exactly made a friend in Ignis Praetor. But the woman would not stress about running into the man. If she did come across Ignis again she would handle things when it came to it. But she would not live her life in fear of the man. Bellamy drew in a small breath as she walked into the territory of Veteran’s Plateau that night. There was an eerie glow over the abandoned, rusted weaponry she noticed as her green gaze swept the landscape. She could feel her stomach clench a little at the sight of them. She had always favored her bone blade over metal - bone didn’t rust, though if it splintered further she would need to remake it at some point. The woman stepped into the area quietly, her ears perked forward and strained to catch the sounds of any creatures who also might be in the area. |