Last Known Location:
Garlemald - Tertium (x:32.4, y:16.2)
Closest Aetheryte: Tertium
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Gender
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Female
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Race
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Hyur
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Clan
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Midlander
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Body Type
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Adult
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Height
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(~63.3 inches)
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Muscle Tone
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Bust Size
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Jaw
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Option 1
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Eye Shape
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Option 4
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Iris Size
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Large
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Eye Color
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Eyebrows
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Option 2
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Nose
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Option 3
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Mouth
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Option 3
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Lip Color
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Lip Shade
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Light
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Weapon/Tools/Shield
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Default:
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She clearly has no intention of speaking with you.
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After: The Last Bastion
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I've never been this cold or this hungry in all my life. While Garlemald was built on a frozen waste, the city itself was always a warm, inviting place. Now, all we once had is in ruins...
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Our pride, our culture, our knowledge─all of it, gone.
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Default:
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The sky has turned red? All very unsettling, I'm sure, but it makes little difference to those of us stuck in here.
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Can we return Garlemald to the thriving city it once was? A place where markets bustled, where food was plenty, where smiles abounded...
It makes me dizzy to think of the effort it would take to see it restored to its former glory. But with small, careful steps can we see our city and our lives rebuilt.
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After: Like Fear to Flame
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We only want to survive. To be given the chance to rebuild, that our people might stand on their own again one day...
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After: Bonds of Trust
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Trading with others would mean opening a market, wouldn't it? A lively, bustling market, with foods from foreign lands.
I know it's not as simple as saying it, but we have to believe that we'll know prosperity again one day. That's what gives us hope, isn't it?
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