#//roleplay-theplushiefriendships

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*There was a 13 year old girl walking around, the girl had messy brown hair that had bright cyan highlights and that faded into a cherry sorta color, she wore a bright purple and gray striped shirt, purple pants that seemed a bit small on the girl and she had scrapes on her feet, she also had a pretty big backpack that was dragging across the ground while the girl wore it that’s how big it was, anyone gonna talk to her? She seems lonely*

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There were confused and concerned looking Altean’s passing by the young girl. A few stopping to go up to question her before being occupied with other priorities. And by the time she was in a prime state to be approached the area had grown overwhelming populated. Until it died down to a lulling milling presence of marketplace life. Giving space for her to be seen and eventually approached by an Altean man, who was now holding a box of some goodies.

Hair tied up into a low pony-tail and his contrasting light snowy blue hair bounded with a deep ruby hair-tie. His attire looked of noble background and somewhat contrasted with the peasant attire most held here. A deep navy tunic with a brown satchel hanging lazily to his side. The box he held looked simple but cozy and the scent of sweets came from the fresh baked batch of muffins.

“Are you lost young one?” Alfor looked down at her with a concerned tone. A bit perplexed at the fact no one had aided her but was not surprised.

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“You made all these?” He turned to face the girl again. While not dismissing it entirely it was something he hadn’t expected. “Now how did you do all that?” He asked her before going to stand up. Glancing over at the bag again.

*There was a 13 year old girl walking around, the girl had messy brown hair that had bright cyan highlights and that faded into a cherry sorta color, she wore a bright purple and gray striped shirt, purple pants that seemed a bit small on the girl and she had scrapes on her feet, she also had a pretty big backpack that was dragging across the ground while the girl wore it that’s how big it was, anyone gonna talk to her? She seems lonely*

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There were confused and concerned looking Altean’s passing by the young girl. A few stopping to go up to question her before being occupied with other priorities. And by the time she was in a prime state to be approached the area had grown overwhelming populated. Until it died down to a lulling milling presence of marketplace life. Giving space for her to be seen and eventually approached by an Altean man, who was now holding a box of some goodies.

Hair tied up into a low pony-tail and his contrasting light snowy blue hair bounded with a deep ruby hair-tie. His attire looked of noble background and somewhat contrasted with the peasant attire most held here. A deep navy tunic with a brown satchel hanging lazily to his side. The box he held looked simple but cozy and the scent of sweets came from the fresh baked batch of muffins.

“Are you lost young one?” Alfor looked down at her with a concerned tone. A bit perplexed at the fact no one had aided her but was not surprised.

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He caught what she said. Glad that in that moment, things had gotten quieter. But still, he was worried. Mostly for the bag ripping or being ruined. Though he could supervise a bit.

"What is in it?" He asked her finally. Looking over at it. If he could figure that out, he could get an estimate and give her some extra hand on it. Just some simple levitation.

*There was a 13 year old girl walking around, the girl had messy brown hair that had bright cyan highlights and that faded into a cherry sorta color, she wore a bright purple and gray striped shirt, purple pants that seemed a bit small on the girl and she had scrapes on her feet, she also had a pretty big backpack that was dragging across the ground while the girl wore it that’s how big it was, anyone gonna talk to her? She seems lonely*

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There were confused and concerned looking Altean’s passing by the young girl. A few stopping to go up to question her before being occupied with other priorities. And by the time she was in a prime state to be approached the area had grown overwhelming populated. Until it died down to a lulling milling presence of marketplace life. Giving space for her to be seen and eventually approached by an Altean man, who was now holding a box of some goodies.

Hair tied up into a low pony-tail and his contrasting light snowy blue hair bounded with a deep ruby hair-tie. His attire looked of noble background and somewhat contrasted with the peasant attire most held here. A deep navy tunic with a brown satchel hanging lazily to his side. The box he held looked simple but cozy and the scent of sweets came from the fresh baked batch of muffins.

“Are you lost young one?” Alfor looked down at her with a concerned tone. A bit perplexed at the fact no one had aided her but was not surprised.

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“What do you have in there?” He wouldn’t force an answer out of her but it would be helpful to figure what she was carrying to get a better understanding on the weight of it. He knelt down at get a better look at the backpack.

*There was a 13 year old girl walking around, the girl had messy brown hair that had bright cyan highlights and that faded into a cherry sorta color, she wore a bright purple and gray striped shirt, purple pants that seemed a bit small on the girl and she had scrapes on her feet, she also had a pretty big backpack that was dragging across the ground while the girl wore it that’s how big it was, anyone gonna talk to her? She seems lonely*

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There were confused and concerned looking Altean’s passing by the young girl. A few stopping to go up to question her before being occupied with other priorities. And by the time she was in a prime state to be approached the area had grown overwhelming populated. Until it died down to a lulling milling presence of marketplace life. Giving space for her to be seen and eventually approached by an Altean man, who was now holding a box of some goodies.

Hair tied up into a low pony-tail and his contrasting light snowy blue hair bounded with a deep ruby hair-tie. His attire looked of noble background and somewhat contrasted with the peasant attire most held here. A deep navy tunic with a brown satchel hanging lazily to his side. The box he held looked simple but cozy and the scent of sweets came from the fresh baked batch of muffins.

“Are you lost young one?” Alfor looked down at her with a concerned tone. A bit perplexed at the fact no one had aided her but was not surprised.