All throughout the mystical World of Twelve exists Wakfu. It acts as the lifeblood for for all of the plants, animals, and people. But what if there were one of unknown origin besides the mysterious Eliatrope race who could directly manipulate that...
A blond girl with pointed ears, a dark skinned girl with green hair, and a dark skinned boy with black hair ride a trio of animals with the boy at the front scanning the path ahead.
Amalia: Ugh! How long is this going to take?!
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Drake: Like I've told you the last six times Princess, your complaining isn't going to make us move faster.
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The greenette princess of the Sadida huffed and crossed her arms, glaring daggers into the young sadida boy's back.
(There's a reason he has no Sadida traits, just give it some time.)
Amalia: It should! Honestly, Drake, It's bold of you to even consider addressing a Princess in such a brash manner!
Drake: Talk fancy all you want, won't change the fact that you're a tomboy at heart.
Evangeline: Pfft!
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Amalia: *gasp!* Eva!
Drake looks over his shoulder and smiles at the scene behind him until his eyes flash cyan blue for a moment and an expression of focus arises. He looks to the treeline for a moment, catching the Cra girl's attention.
