04-26-2015, 08:46 AM
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| Above all things, Sunday was a friendly face. Where others simply used the title of "diplomat," Sunday dove into it like a second skin. Always courteous, despite those who wronged her. Really, she had no reason to be as kind as she was. Looking through her history one would only see pain and deceit and suffering. But when she returned to Beqanna she, instead, found love and acceptance. This is the route she chose, and this is where she is now. Unlike others she rather loves the field. The field is where she met Scorch and where her live changed for the better. She explores it quietly and carefully, ready for any sort of encounter. Her own field experience involved running headlong into the borders of Beqanna, hoping endlessly that she'd finally outrun the evil that plagued her. All was well, now, and Sunday is a smiling beacon that approaches the lone mare. "Hello there!" she greets. "I'm Sunday, what's your name?" | ||