Aiomi was wearing a simple robe and held a stick in her left hand, it was a staff, of sorts, but since she’d just picked it up from the ground outside the city it wasn’t exactly stated or anything. The young woman stared at the quest board bitting her lower lip nervously as she attempted to find something suitable for a lone wanna be healer. Briefly she thought back to the loss of her two friends and as the tears started to leak out she’d shake her head, dash her eyes and then grab a notice at random before slipping away through the crowd.
Once she’d gotten herself back under control Aiom