( Because TL;DR is fun )
[As she sits up, she rests a hand upon her chest, catching her breath before she rises to her feet.]
...this isn't my study.
[She turns around hurriedly, expression shifting from irritation to anger as her eyes continue to scan the area.]
This is a very foul joke! If I find who did this, I'll have your hide!
[Her eyes lock onto the journal, and she bounds over to it. With a clearly irate scowl, she slams the book shut, though it does catch one last sentence before it cuts off:]
What in the name of the gods is this?
[Sometime after her initial outburst, Syre can be found walking into the village, the journal tucked beneath her left arm. She's looking around at everything with a mix of intrigue and irritation -- this most definitely isn't Ecliptia, but she can't help but wonder where she is...]
[If anyone wants to welcome the jade-eyed/jade-winged newcomer, feel free to -- but she might be a little wary at first...]
[As she sits up, she rests a hand upon her chest, catching her breath before she rises to her feet.]
...this isn't my study.
[She turns around hurriedly, expression shifting from irritation to anger as her eyes continue to scan the area.]
This is a very foul joke! If I find who did this, I'll have your hide!
[Her eyes lock onto the journal, and she bounds over to it. With a clearly irate scowl, she slams the book shut, though it does catch one last sentence before it cuts off:]
What in the name of the gods is this?
[Sometime after her initial outburst, Syre can be found walking into the village, the journal tucked beneath her left arm. She's looking around at everything with a mix of intrigue and irritation -- this most definitely isn't Ecliptia, but she can't help but wonder where she is...]
[If anyone wants to welcome the jade-eyed/jade-winged newcomer, feel free to -- but she might be a little wary at first...]