Somewhere between both her worlds, with Erövrare looming closely to the west and Abaven to the east, Leera slips silently through the redbuds, searching for someone. Perhaps it has not been the safest move to step outside of sanctuary borders, but the femme has been yearning to get away, if only for a moment or two so she can recollect her thoughts. The uncertainty of the situation has been weighing her down ever since the challenge, but there is someone who might be able to give her some answers. Or at least, he is someone who is rowing the same boat as her.
After consulting with Shaye, the Abaven queen had agreed to Leera's brief getaway and had sent her raven to follow her for safety. Now, Leera slinks though the woods with the sound of soft, comforting wingbeats above her. "Ezio," she calls, uncertain if he's even in range to hear her summons. It's a long shot, but she needs someone who understands what's going on, someone she could trust.
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Leera is a mature character.
Force/violence is permitted within reason.
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