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[CELESTE G.M.]

[align=center][div style="text-align:justify;width:55%;font-size:8pt;font-family:verdana;border-bottom: 1px white solid;padding-BOTTOM: 3px;"]Temulin has nothing but her traditions. She was nothing but what she is, a spiritcaller who cannot call the spirits of the Typhoon and a shaman that cannot guide the people of the Plains since she is not there. So simply put - Temulin is pretty much useless, but her assignment to working as a sage gave her some much needed purpose until she could find a way home. Little did she know that she was now destined for another fate, one that she would accept whatever hand it dealt her with as much grace as she had.

Oh, but what she would do for her family to return to her? She would forsake every God, break every law that has ever bound her, blacken her soul and cast off her ablution just for a chance to see Khasar again, breathing and alive. To see her sisters happy and to take them back from the husbands that stole them from Temulin. For that, she would rattle the very heavens themselves - but there is no reward in doing such things. There is nothing left for her but to continue and try and serve as best she can until the gods bless her with their purpose once again.

[b]"You look tired." Temulin notes that about the stranger offhandedly, arranging her six small feathered wings on her back with a ruffle of gold and white. They are nuisance she has decided, at least the antlers on her head give her something to defend herself with, and the increase in size leaves her feeling a little less daunted amongst the bigger animals that run the Typhoon. [b]"If you need any assistance medically, I would be happy to assist."