Hope claps her hands and swiftly begins to check her gear. Knuckles, chakram, tricks, and traps. A place for everything and everything in it's place. She strides out of the Adventurer's Guild grinning and giggling. She quickens to a brisk pace, places her hands behind her head, and sets herself smack in the middle of the group's current spread. As she heads for eastern gate she begins slowly humming a tune to herself. When the gate comes into view she switches from humming to whistling, her demeanor shifting from excited to a sort of calm as she slowly whistles the tune.
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