Oak and iron, guard me well

we got photographed.

When she was a wee kiddo her mom would like to dress her, like pick out her outfits (more like try too). She'd look more well kept, and clean-- but not for long. Talia was no stranger to a few missing teeth when she was younger. Very sporty. Always coming home a mess from playing games with older kids, play fighting and generally disappearing for periods of time doing God knows what in the woods. She really liked being active all the time and had an overactive imagination. ( She'd make up stories that would scare the other kids into playing along.)

She really took after her dad, a sacrieur, in how she enjoyed her life as a kid and into adulthood.( Bio sacri, cultural eni) Which kinda led her into more serious, high energy situations when she left for Brakmar.( She left home to go find her dad, who went missing in Brakmar for a decent part of her teen years. A bunch of stuff happens following that, she meets someone important to the comic, but that's a story for another time.) It was all very survival based, fun at First. Debilitating later on.

But the wild things cried, “Oh please don’t go -we’ll eat you up- we love you so!”

And Max said, “No!”

The wild things roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws but Max stepped into his private boat and waved goodbye.