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Bella Tremaine
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Bella Donna Tremiane was on odd sight to see when she walked down the streets of Kalimshere. A beautiful woman with long golden hair and an odd assortment of jewelry. An amber hair comb stuck into the back of her hair, a plain silver necklace with a shield medallion dangling from her neck, several rings, none of which matched and a black bracelet made of obsidian. Any noble who didn't know her would have assumed her so low on fashion sense as to be a dullard but almost every noble in the capital of Carthan knew of her, most had been patrons of hers at one time or another. For she was an Council Mage, an Enchantress and a Terran noble woman all rolled into one feisty package. She had been troubled of late. She hadn't heard from her mother in almost a month, she had asked that her mother send her regular letters so she wouldn't worry what with the troubles in the world but word seemed to have stopped coming from the north. She had taken a walk to clear her mind before she started the days work, The Lady Brentworth's enchanted scent box wasn't going to enchant it self after all, when she heard the screams. At first she wasn't to concerned, but then the screams increased in volume and then she heard the shouted word "Zombie". Wonder who the devil had been fool enough to animate a zombie she stalked towards the screams, fully intending to give some fool a piece of her mind.

As she neared the source of the cacophony she heard another shout, this one filled with command despite having the high pitched sound of a female voice. Dread struck her, what if Terra had been overrun? What if this was an army come to level Kalimshare? Her right hand reached up to her necklace, touching it in a specific way she activated the protective magic locked inside the silver shield. Her pace quickened until she arrived at the source of the rallying commands. She vaguely recognized the young woman as Amara Mandragoran.

"I may not be Guild but I am a Council Mage. How may I be of assistance?"

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