is it too late to join?
FORM:
Name- Devillin
Age- 16
Description- short emrald hair, has bright green eyes and wears a dark purple cloak and has gloves and boots
Personality- mischevus, seriuse, wise, shy
Job- umm i've never played final fantasy, could you give me some choices?
Weapons- long thin sharp enchanted sword, enchanted bow an arrowm bombs
Other Items- staff, herbs
Money- 320
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Devillin raced on her horse across the planes, faster and faster, 'i'm late and I know he's going to kill me' Devillin whisperd a magic curse and her horse sped up at an inhuman speed. They were going so fast that she could barley see her sceneary anymore, it was all just green and blue. She pulled the raigns and the horse slowed down.
She looked around, in the distance three figures stood peacefully, talking amungst themselves. Devilllin rode towards them, as she reached them she coughed in such a way that she could lower her voice in a male form "Umm hello Vincent? My name is-" she coughed "-but you can call me Devin. You called forth my older brother, unfortunetly he's injured and can't go into battle, so i was sent to replace him, belive me sir, i have had great experiance" Devin said, hopeing that Vincent would see through her disguise