Regardless of her attempts, she can't sleep. A midnight stroll may do her good, but for now she's outside of the tent, polishing her rifle.

The company of the party has allowed her to continue trudging forward, regardless of her hidden self doubt. But, at night, when she's alone, the past echoes in her head, and she again is made to feel...hopeless? Fragile?

|| I'll be playing the Definitive Edition, now. What I've learned seven years after release is that...I really did not care about side quests, haha. So, I'm going to focus on affinity building! Feel free to continue interacting either here or on 𝖣𝖴𝖭𝖡𝖠𝖭!

|| Mad Sharla vibes...always felt for her, seeing Gadolt again and losing him just as quickly. youtu.be/YkLjqFpBh84

|| I forgot how impressive Alvis is.

"I suppose there's no room for play when there's so much to do. I wish he had more time, though."

|| Look at her...

|| Please feel free to interact with my DunDun.

|| I...I forgot that Reyn slapped Sharla in the face 😳

|| let's be honest he was more faithful to Gadolt than she was.

|| LMAO

|| Reyn is wholesome...

|| One sad Reyn and angsty Zanza coming right up:

|| Sorry that took me so long...

|| I think those are all of the replies I owe. Nudge me if not.

|| Gatrie is uh...Gatrie.

A foreign cold runs along the plains of Bionis, like the sting of metal claws. Unforgiving. Quick. Fatal.

|| blows dust off this account-- It's Reyn time

|| sorry for the lack of activity; my confidence dipped for awhile, but I'd love to continue old threads if you'll let me.

She's tired. Traveling on foot has worn the soles of her boots. Her feet are beginning to cramp, and they're too far from a village to get a new pair.