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Gzeva the Chocolate Usul


Gzeva has a Petpet!

Neatniks the Brown Miamouse and its Moffit
(1266 days and 10 hours old)

Neatniks is in Grave Danger!

Owner: Aria (aria_imp)

Gzeva likes exploring the land.
When meeting others, Gzeva would approach with caution.

- Attributes -

Age: 1,316 days old (31,589 hours)
Birthday: 23rd April (Y14)
Level: 1
Gender: Female
Height: 71 cms.
Weight: 94 lbs.

Fishing Skill: 23

Jobs Completed: 1
Jobs Failed: 0
Job Rank: Beginner

- Battledome Stats -

Hit Points: 17 / 8
Strength: average
Defence: average
Movement: breakneck
Intelligence: genius

Played: 0
Won: 0
Lost: 0
Drawn: 0
Score: 0

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You can never quite tell if Gzeva is simply an extremely reasonable creature or if she's honed bullying into a fine art, but inevitably people around her always find themselves nodding along and doing whatever she so delicately suggests.

Gzeva keeps a trim house with everything precisely in its place: not a chip on a teapot spout or a missing ladle, and should an unwary visitor drop a little marmalade on a placemat, he will look up to meet Gzeva's eyes and smiling silence. Somehow this compels him to instantly scuffle for a napkin to clean up...

But some weeks the garden overgrows a little. The bougainvillea rest their chins on the gate, and slowly creep, climb, climb. The chimney is cold, and the house is silent, and the Kacheek on the village's newspaper route flings copies of the Neopian Times into the gardens of her neighbours left and right and skips her doorstep. But Gzeva is always back before Spyders have the temerity to spin cobwebs in the doorway, her hair in a bandanna, broom sweeping the eaves. She is bright and brisk and bustling, and whenever someone asks her where she's gone, she never quite replies...

The mothers know. A child with fever, pneumonia, a great black racking cough digging the breath out of the lungs: they know where she goes, and they whisper to each other. A girl who wants the favour of a king, a cornfield that has run dry, fire: go to Gzeva, the mothers say. They know.

With gratitude to Lotus and Alice for gifting Gzeva to me ♥

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