We're sprites that paint for the gods. I wouldn't expect you to know of us unless you came from my world.
[She smiles once Asch takes a sip of the tea she made him and hops onto his knee, staring at him. Or, well, more his hair. She's seen many people with odd colored hair, her favorite being the ones that reminded her of gold or wheat, but his was right up there. Tilting her head, she giggles quietly.]
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[She smiles once Asch takes a sip of the tea she made him and hops onto his knee, staring at him. Or, well, more his hair. She's seen many people with odd colored hair, her favorite being the ones that reminded her of gold or wheat, but his was right up there. Tilting her head, she giggles quietly.]