KnightessCiela

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Ciela snuggled up to Wulfrin, her lips curling into a mischievous smile as she watched him focus on swapping out his fishing rod. The moment his attention wavered, she struck. With practiced ease, she grabbed a handful of ice from the picnic basked and, without hesitation, slipped it right down the back of his shirt. A wicked grin stretched across her face as she leaned back just in time to watch the inevitable reaction unfold. "I say we enjoy our time on the lake," she chimed in innocently, as if she hadn't just committed an act of cold-blooded sabotage. "We literally live nearby and nev

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Ciela knelt down, her face lighting up with joy as she greeted the children, ruffling their hair and giving each of them a warm smile. Their excited chatter filled the air as they swarmed around her, eager for not only the treats they knew she brought, but the attention she always paid them. With a playful flourish, she gestured toward Wulfrin. "This is my husband, Wulfrin," she announced proudly, her smile widening. "He's the one I've been telling you all about, the one on the frontlines." Some of the children gasped in awe, their eyes going wide as they took in the sight of the formidab

Ciela smirked mischievously as she turned to Wulfrin, a glint of amusement in her eyes. “Alright, honey, you get to be my pack mule today,” she declared, her tone dripping with faux innocence. Without waiting for a response, she offloaded a massive box filled with carefully packed tins into his arms. “Wow, what a load off my back! I should start bringing you on these trips more often,” she teased, stretching dramatically as if she had been burdened with an unbearable weight before. As they started toward the orphanage on Floor 1, Ciela called for Perlita and Solaris, the two companions fa

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"Hey Nym, got those quick crafts you requested. I'm still working on your big order." Ciela signed quickly, leaving a small tin on her counter for Nym. Ciela placed another small tin labeled "Wulfrin" on the counter and sent a message to him. * * * Ciela offers to Nymoria: Bacon Cheese Turnover | T1 Perfect Snack | Prosperity III | ID: 242006 [desc.] Crispy, golden pastry filled with smoky bacon and melted cheese, with a small topping of caramelized onion for extra flavor. Raspberry Almond Danish | T1 Perfect Snack | LD III | ID: 242007 [desc.] Buttery, flaky pas

Ciela barely had time to react before she collided with the pink-haired stranger, the sudden impact making her stumble back a step. “Oh! I’m so sorry!” she exclaimed, quickly steadying herself before flashing an apologetic smile. “I swear, I’m such a klutz sometimes.” She took a second to properly look at the person she had bumped into, tilting her head slightly in curiosity before continuing, “I was just making a little snack delivery to the orphanage, helping out where I can, you know?” She gestured to the small bag in her hands, filled with neatly wrapped treats. “Figured the kids coul

"I've never heard of Ren. I've been going to Wulfrin since my very first quest," Ciela said, a fond smile tugging at her lips. She let the memory wash over her for a moment before continuing, "He found me just wandering outside the Town of Beginnings, completely lost, and just... started helping me level up. No hesitation, no questions asked. It was like he saw some helpless newbie and decided, 'Yeah, she needs saving.'" She chuckled softly. "Only recently have I started venturing out without him. Feels weird, honestly, but at least now I can kind of hold my own against certain monsters and bo

Ciela smirked, arms crossed as she leaned against a nearby tree, watching Kiyabu struggle with his search. “Looks like Perlita’s got better luck than you today Kiyabu,” she teased, her voice warm with amusement. The little otter rolled onto her back, paws wiggling in the air as if to gloat about her success. With an easy stride, Ciela pushed off the tree and strolled over, kneeling beside Kiyabu with a knowing smile. “Sometimes, you just gotta stop searching so hard and let the good stuff find you.” She plucked a wildflower from the patch beside them, twirling it between her fingers befor

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Ciela crossed her arms, shaking her head at her husband with a playful smirk as she looked up to Wulfrin. “I was rooting for the both of you, but what I wasn’t rooting for was for you to only last thirty fucking seconds! Come on, babe. You could’ve at least made it look like a fight. You just kind of blew your load at him.” She let out a teasing laugh, giving his shoulder a light punch before leaning in to kiss his cheek. “But you did well, darling. I mean, I didn’t even get the chance to grab popcorn before it was over.” As the announcer’s voice rang out, declaring the next match, Ciela

Ciela woke up far earlier than usual, an insane hour for her, really. But today was no ordinary day. The Clash of Blades was finally here, and she was ready to throw her full support behind her friends. She had spent nearly the entire night baking, her shop filled with the warm, sugary aroma of fresh cupcakes as she carefully decorated each one. Hundreds of them, each adorned with the faces of the competitors, a fun little tribute to the fighters stepping into the arena. Alongside the cupcakes, she prepared sandwiches, drinks, and other treats, determined to make sure no one went hungry w