FAIRY - KLAVDIYA JOSEON

[Klavdiya Joseon]

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[attr="class","app-title"]KLAVDIYA, JOSEON

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[attr="class","sub-text2"]Physical Description

[attr="class","temp-text2"]A white haired young faerie, tall at 140 cm, danced around the stein before her. She had grown flushed rather quickly as her insulated garments contributed no favors when combating rosy cheeks and while enjoying her tenure at the bar she had quickly wept. Her silver eyes seemed to cascade down her cheeks, just as the tears they produced. A pale glow shrouded over her and her long hair appeared as if she carefully brushed it nightly.

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[attr="class","app-bottom"]BISEXUAL

[attr="class","app-bottom"]FAIRY

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[attr="class","sub-text2"]Personality

[attr="class","temp-text2"]She formed a smile bitterly—perhaps more than bitterly. This was an expression with such vaunted good will behind it, that one could not bear to wonder what would be capable of dimming it even if just momentarily. She wiped—near blindingly fast—the tears and soot from her visage along with the rest of Pavane to heed YOU with boundless solicitude. This look encouraged you insofar as you'd appreciate being encouraged, consoled you insofar as you'd appreciate being consoled, and protected you from the piercing gaze of those would wish you harm or danger. All too quickly, you would realize that opposite you was just a faerie burdened with such convictions, puffing little gusts of wind in hopeless attempts to fight for change. Even earlier before being approached, you felt she'd probably failed her most recent endeavor in quite the catastrophic manner.

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[attr="class","sub-text2"]History and Relations

[attr="class","temp-text2"]Whether the wistful atmosphere or facade of grit, her presence caused you to recall having heard vaguely of some tragedy occurring within the faerie population. You felt assuming with no further curiosity that she was not at all related to it would be acceptable. But faeries did not—at least in your understanding of Pavane surmised they did not—bear such pain in their eyes and drift out of their woods into town this often.

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[attr="class","app-bottom"]Girls' Frontline, SVD

[Lunaris]

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[attr="class","temp-title"]Welcome to Pavane!

[attr="class","temp-text"]Mind blown at the wonderful writing. Please make a plotter so mostly me folks can make connections with her.

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