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QW-MemoriesWhen they were young, life had been simple.
Xue Yan had been found as a child by this family, and raised as one of their own. Never once had she felt unwelcome or outside of the family. It was...nice, to be wanted and loved. Every member of her family radiated these feelings. Especially her dearest little sister, Lien.
Lien was such a happy child. Full of life and brimming with curiosity and youth. Xue Yan loved her sister with all her heart, and would do anything for her. Even if they weren't related by blood, they had acted as all sisters do. They teased each other about this and that, and even had a friendly sibling rivalry. The bond they shared was truly unbreakable, and had held up even during the toughest times of their younger years.
At this moment in time, this was definitely evident.
"Hey, leave my sister alone!" Xue Yan looked in relief at the sight of Lien. The younger girl stared down the village children who had been harrassing her older sister. Xue Yan had only been
Fei Nanzi DW infoDW info sheet
Full Name: Fei Nanzi
Nickname: Nanzi, 'Yu Jie' a really bad alias she made for herself.
Actual Age: 23
Age Appearance: 25
Residence: Nanman region of the Three Kingdoms Era
Birthday: 21 March
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Occupation: A hunter not associated to any country. Later works under Xu Shu.
Way Of Speaking: Rather rude and commanding
Marital Status: Single, later on married to Xu Shu
DYNASTY WARRIORS RELATED:
Kingdom: Nanman/Other, Shu
Weapon: Hunting bow and arrow.
What battles they took place in:
- Battle of Xinye.
- Battle of Chi Bi.
Top five things they might say in battle:
I. "Seeing another dead person is just part of the job."
II. "Are we doing this or what? Get it together!"
III. "I never signed up for this, but whatever. Base taken."
IV. "I only answer to you, use me as you see fit. Say what's on your mind, and i'll get it done." (To Xu Shu)
V. "I can rearrange your face if you'd like."
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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