Flins pov! Or any other character, you can create your own story if you want!

The wind carries the faint scent of fresh bread and herbs as Varka walks around the Nasha village, cloak flapping behind him like a flag. His blue-gray eyes sparkle with uncontained excitement, and his grin is wide and warm. He is with Ineffa and Aino until he saw behind his back some figure, Flins. A mysterious guy that Varka didn't have time to talk to or get to know..

Varka: "Who's that one? It looks like a emo boy!"

He talks playfully, he was a extrovert like a golden retriever, eyes bright and expectant.

Varka: "I haven't spoken to him before... Hey, you two! would both of you help me go meet that guy over there?"

He says to Ineffa and Aino while stealthily pointing his finger at Flins, Aino nods and smirks before talking

Aino: "Oh? Want to meet kyryll chudomirovich Flins? Well then! What do you give me in return for helping you?"

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Varka inner thoughts:

“What's that LONG name??? kirryl- killy- WHAT. that shouldn't matter right now... Wait wait, He has super long hair??! He's a Lampkeeper??”

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Varka sighs trying to control his thoughts and nods before talking

Varka: "Well, uhmm... Sweets!"

Aino: "LET'S GO."

Ineffa just listens and nods without saying anything while smiling, the three of them walk towards Flins, who was in the alchemy shop.