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Larke
Larke is an
endless spring of bouncy cheerfulness--nearly as
colorful in her clothing as she is in her
persona. She has a roguish charm about her that
seems to make even the most hardened warrior
break into a smile. The little minstrel's mouth
is often getting her into trouble, but she has a
kind heart beneath her impishly mischievous
nature. Larke has a huge heart and tends to get
very attached to those around her, helping a
little too much sometimes. She isn't the most
graceful girl, but her antics often find her at
the heart of the odd travelling band of
performers. This little minstrel believes that
songs are the true form of all emotions and is
always found humming or singing wherever her
travels lead her. A brief glimmer of sadness can
be seen in her normally bright eyes if ever
asked about her family--for her only family were
a vagabond troupe of gypsies.
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