Ashelynd walks into the Limsa Adventurer's guild and notices the stack of fliers. She picks one up and tilts her head, reading. Her eyes are instantly drawn to the prizes.
"Three hundred thousand!? Well gosh I don't have much style but what have I got to lose!"
She leaves her name in clean penmanship.
Ashelynd Blacke
"Three hundred thousand!? Well gosh I don't have much style but what have I got to lose!"
She leaves her name in clean penmanship.
Ashelynd Blacke