GoodKingJayIII
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Eryic, Human Wind Witch 3
Eryic spends the night in meditation at the Wind Temple. When the rest of the group arrives the next day, they find him waiting patiently with Quelsa, legs crossed, hair still mussed and unkempt, robes still ragged as ever. When he stands, there is a look of quiet determination in his eyes. He nods quietly to the group, his initial hostility and vitriolic mood seemingly quelled for the moment. His face is a rock, but at least it is a peaceful rock.
[OOC: Also good to go. Though I wonder what Eryic's going to tell Master Quill when he's gone for days
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Eryic spends the night in meditation at the Wind Temple. When the rest of the group arrives the next day, they find him waiting patiently with Quelsa, legs crossed, hair still mussed and unkempt, robes still ragged as ever. When he stands, there is a look of quiet determination in his eyes. He nods quietly to the group, his initial hostility and vitriolic mood seemingly quelled for the moment. His face is a rock, but at least it is a peaceful rock.
[OOC: Also good to go. Though I wonder what Eryic's going to tell Master Quill when he's gone for days

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