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"The greatest happiness in life is to love and to be loved."
Anirala can be found leaning back from a dusty looking table, her dark black cloth boots propped against it, her nose tilted down towards the equally dusty pages of a book. Her body is lean, muscled, and relaxed beneath her clothing-a pair of black leather pants that cling to her legs and a scarlet colored cotton tunic. Around her wrists are black bands that reveal her servitude to the Master of the Darkness and there is a black tattoo twining across her forehead, looking as though a circlet. Her hands, normally gloved with the leather wraps that lay across one thigh, are ancient looking, but smooth and her eyes are darkly hazel slits, that change color with the depths of her mood. Her hair is long and red, hanging in one braid down her shoulder and across her chest, brushing the seat of the chair she is in. Across the table in which she sits is a black cloak, that dawns her to shadows, and besides that a bottle of rum. Which she reaches for and takes a swig from.

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