Terra Branford

"Hmm...here's no good too." A lovely lady says. The corners of her mouth turn slightly down with disappointment. However, she recovers quickly, as if not giving up the cheeriness on the outside. A small sword is belted to her hip, and an herbal pack on her other hip. She startles as she stands from investigating this plant rather closely. "Oh! Someone's here. Who are you? I am Terra. If you intend no harm, I am pleased to meet another Human out in these wilds. Tch...darn that Kefka..."