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General Information A small Xaela that roams about the land, seemingly aimless yet always in search. She moves beneath the green boughs of the Black Shroud and through the arid climate of Thanalan to tropical La Noscea by way of sea and rocking boat. Wanderlust never sated and true to her nomadic roots, she is unable remain in place for long, the scent of flowers trailing behind leaving fleeting proof of her existence there. Her feet land upon the ground through dance as she moves about a campfire or seated she remains, held captive by the stars above she holds so dear. She is calm and thoughtful, then she is mischief and youth. Speak, and she shall listen, drinking in each word like a child eager to hear the tales woven by their mother with the thread of fantasy. . Appearance
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