the way of the heart

MARCILLE DONATO from DUNGEON MESHI

A little bit type-A, a little bit OCD, a little bit of a criminal - this half-elf can do it all!

Marcille is a formally trained mage in elvish and gnomish magic, an expert in her field, and maybe she may or may not know a little bit of ancient black magic.

Can be both naive and a little self-conscious, but feels her feels incredibly strongly.

A romantic at heart, she loves sappy love stories and romantic fantasies.

She's also incredibly loyal to her friends and her own principles, willing to violate social and lawful norms to protect them.

Has a complex about how long she's going to live and the idea of losing the people she loves.

"Mine is, well, the opposite. Kind of. Not on the grand scale of how to balance mana appropriately but instead- " A faint blush dusts her cheeks as she began to speak quickly. She coughs, pursing her lips.

"Anyway-"

"I imagine that you went to your own academy of sorts?"

She shudders, trying not to think about it too much.

"I mean, I guess they need a place to stay - better than wandering around, right?" She takes another step back, making sure not to wander too far from the girl.

"Are you...the only keeper of this shrine? How do you keep the spirits happy enough to stay?"

An imposing figure stands there, and she can smell blood from that direction.

Normally, she might just stand up to the blue-haired stranger making the person she just healed wince, but she could feel her mana restrict, and she's fairly certain she can't do much more than this.

"No need to fight anymore. If you stop whatever this was, I can heal your wounds too." She'd met enough scared and hostile people in the dungeons to know it's best to just try and deescalate and leave.

(Even if she's not the best at it.)

"My friend and I just arrived here - we were pulled from Merini, on the Eastern Continent." Should be familiar enough, right?

"I'm trying to investigate how we could have gotten here. I'm practiced in both gnomish and elvish magic, but it's not anything I can recognize..." She continues speaking, her own thought process not really taking enough of a moment to assess the woman's reaction...

And more than even living near each other, at least they're together. Although that does make her worried about the others back in the kingdom. At least Kabru was there to help Laios...She hoped, anyway.

"Do you think we have to fend for ourselves here...? It doesn't seem like a dungeon, but I also didn't sense any teleportation magic at work. It's odd..."

That, and she's not keen on having roommates she doesn't know.