tacticaldoom
Tharja had been wandering around camp all day, her mind lingering in a mild state of sleep and relaxation, while her body remained awake. She wobbled around with soft sighs, while the people around camp gave her the daily dose of glares she usually got. The mage had been planning on returning back to her tent...until she sensed him. She turned her head quickly, her eyes skimming the area for her target before finally noting him from afar.
“....~” She slowly began to approach him, a delighted leer spread on her usual monotone face.














