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➤ O-lee-vah is constantly told her eyes give truth to the old
saying that 'the eyes are windows to the soul.' There are no curtains on the windows,
her eyes are an open door to every thought and feeling she has. A bit on the taller
side, she boasts an agile frame. She usually smells of pine trees and wet dirt, which
is often found under her finger nails.
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001 cisfemale 002 plant
shopkeep
003 25-or is she 004 bi-sexual
005 powers - plant control
006kind 007apologist
008leo 009 5'7"
credit imogen poots,
shopkeep
003 25-or is she 004 bi-sexual
005 powers - plant control
006kind 007apologist
008leo 009 5'7"
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- ➤ Called Olive for short, nothing truly remarkable sticks out
about the woman- or at least that's what she would tell you -
and that is just how she likes it. Much like the other
town residents, Olive's past is a distant memory-
much like a flickering light that only focused,
narrowed eyes could make out. She's curious,
yes of course, of the other residents around her,
but for now, she spends her time at the florist
or in her own mini plant shop- er, actually, her
home that's pretty much open 24/7 with plenty
of different plants that are sure to meet your
liking. The newest lethe arrivals via train has her
interest especially piqued to learn more about where
she herself came from... or maybe she just wants
to know what everyone's favorite plant is.