

A rather camouflaged asura eyes you warily as she tends to her flock of moa. Her clothing is all muted greens and brown, and half her height appears to be made up by a tower of dreadlocked hair. She turns around to gaze at you, and after deeming you to not be a threat, returns to tending her moas. You think she may be too occupied to talk to you right now.



Theme song: /watch?v=MjK_AkOfjl0



muted browns, khakis and worn leather for someone that spends entirely too much time outside in the jungle tending to their moas.



