Murph

First they flirted. Was it flirting? She genuinely could not tell. Then he invited her to get a drink... maybe? At the bar she'd just visited days before? And recommended a blacksmith. Or something. Murph blinked owlishly at the pair, brown eyes shifting from the man to the woman, then back again. "Well," she began finally. "That was... a thing." Slowly, as if she were stroking a coiled snake and not a stone tablet, she brushed her fingertips across the carved text. The letters appeared to rearrange themselves, their meaning suddenly made clear thanks to the completed quest objective

At Oscar’s mention of his “bunch of idiots”, Murph felt the gentle butterfly-wings flutter of nostalgia in her stomach. Had her dad not referred to his fellow police officers that same way dozens of times as she’d grown up? He’d loved them like family, and while they’d done their job well, they hadn’t taken themselves too seriously. If you can’t laugh at yourself, he’d often told her, then you’re doomed to a pretty miserable existence. Granted, she knew better than to throw herself at the first guild dangled In front of her. She owed it to herself to do her due diligence, and ensure that whate

Anxiety flared within Murph's chest. She was trained well enough that it didn't show. "Least efficient way to level up?" she echoed, gaze tracking from Oscar to Lessa, then back again, checking for any sort of reaction. Was this some sort of inside joke that she wasn't privy to? He couldn't possibly be serious. Her gut instinct was to press further, or better explain her... precarious situation. Given her total experience - zero - and her lack of any noteworthy gear, she was incredibly limited on what she could actually accomplish outside of the safe zones. Skipping the starter quests and

A cakewalk. After spending the afternoon alone, creeping by mobs and avoiding conflict of any sort, the voice gave her more of a jolt than she'd like to admit. She'd swung around to face the source before she registered the action, her hand once more finding her weapon, just in case. When Murph's gaze landed on the two approaching players, her heart sank. Judging from her shiny armor and his twenty feet of height, <<Spear>> wasn't going to be getting her out of any bad situations. When the mountain of a man asked about the quest, she relaxed, but only marginally. "Ye

<<Scents of the Wild: Keepers of Nature>> [Murph] Which quests would you suggest I take if I am looking to level up quickly, and with minimal risk. Thank you in advance. [Chrisazy] just starting now? weve been in here for forever what u been doing that long? [LuvzDia] Your mom. [Kazik] lmaoooooo [Chrisazy] yo my moms dead hope you feel bad now [LuvzDia] Nah. [Vensh] Ignore these idiots, Murph. Go start the Scents of the Wild questline. Can't remember what the first one's called, but it's no

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NAME Jenna Murphy GENDER F AGE 33 ORIGIN Michigan HEIGHT 6'0 HAIR Brown EYES Brown ROLE Protector [♫] M U R P H There are three types of people in the world, Jenny-Bean. Most people are what we'd call sheep. They're happy just living their lives, and they don't hurt other people, except by accident. Then there are the wolves, who are just evil, and take joy in hurting and killing the sheep. What's the last one, Daddy? Well, they're the