Nari-Lanreth

Frustration had begun to take over her movements as she came no closer to putting the creature down. She felt it bubbling up within her, demanding her to do something - anything - to force the thing into the ground. Enough! I can't be reckless here. No one knows...and besides, there's no need to- Her thoughts were cut off as the scythe in her hand was suddenly knocked to the side, the brunt of the weapon slamming into the side of her head and causing her to dance backwards as she recoiled from the sudden attack. Where the hell- She wasn't given time to consider what had happened, the Har

Her scythe moved into an intricate pattern, a shift of metal in the air before, and around her, as she worked to drive the Harbringer back towards a slight dip in the ground. It was far from the high ground that Nari would've liked, in order to assault the thing directly from above, but it was enough of an uneven standing that she hoped the thing would at least come unbalanced in its stride. Any small advantage in this world. That's all it's about. Any little thing that you can use...or can be used against you. Either the thing was used to such tactics, or it somehow knew what Nari was t

The creatures had recovered from the stun effect faster than Nari had anticipated. Not that it had assisted them nearly as much as they may have desired - but it did cause an amount of annoyance to the woman as she forced backwards away from the group. Her scythe flashed in her hand, blocking minor attacks from the party as it tried to overwhelm her - their success minimal at best. It's becoming easier, each time. Almost like a routine... She gave a quick outward slash with her weapon, forcing the Doom Harbringer back, and turning the Sludge Knights that had accompanied it into shards t

The four creatures had been stunned by her sudden strike - not just due to her sudden appearance, nor the static electricity that crackled from her scythe as it tore through the largest of the collection before carrying onwards and through the remainder, but also due to the successive effect her the sword art itself. She could see the creatures lock up - held in place by the paralysis effect of the attack. It's useless, but...again. She gave another twirl, letting the blade wrap around and dance with her as she brought it to bear on the creatures one more time - knowing full well that th

Her pace was controlled, her feet moving across the ground far quieter than when she had first begun to hunt. Although the years hadn't been the most pleasant, Nari couldn't say that they hadn't been well-learnt. In fact, if anything, they had taught her more lessons than she ever would've desired to have learnt. Lessons such as moving quietly, lessons such as never letting your enemy overwhelm you. Lessons such as loss. She'd bit her lip in response to the last thought, realising just how much she had lost since Sword Art Online had first started. She didn't want to think about. Didn't

She gave a soft sigh as she pushed herself to her feet. She'd escaped from the requirements of her day to day life - from those around her who reminded her of everything that had gone wrong. She'd felt sorry, at first, as she'd realised that meant leaving Onora behind. Sometimes I need some time away. She understands. She's good like that. Even if it hurts her a bit... Nari had no doubt that her friend - her recent roommate, companion and perhaps more - would be understanding of the need to get away, to spend some time alone. Alone with nothing more than her own thoughts to keep her company.

The gravel shifted underneath her foot as Nari re-balanced her weight. She'd been crouched by the edges of what had once been the largest - or at least she'd been told the largest - settlement on this floor. The priests had been adamant that the area was dangerous, fearing for her life and striving to stop her from heading out to the area itself. Nothing more than a pre-programmed commentary. They don't care, in the least. No one in here does. You're here. Then you're not. Nari shifted again, the scythe leaned against her arm at a precarious angle, as much of a dark omen as the very air around

Nari glanced out towards the field that she had been resting in, considering her day. She'd come with the intention of facing down the larger wasp, with the focus of obtaining the dropped loot that the field boss provided. But that all seems...well, not worth it, now... Her eyes shifted over the grasses, taking in their overly green beauty. The day itself had come to look almost painting perfect, as if reminding her that there was more to this world than just fighting. Than just grinding through conflict after conflict, in the hopes of making needless headway. Is there more to this world than

Nari wandered into the unfamiliar shop, glancing at the few wares on display before making her way towards the man who appeared huddled over the materials and designs sprawled across a table. She waited a few seconds, until he had noticed her presence. "Ah, yeah. I'm hoping you can help me out with a design..." She gave a quick description of the piece she was looking for, keeping the complexity rather simple - or at least as simple as she was able to, given everything. She waited as he confirmed a few pieces, making sure that everything was as desired, before confirming her order.

Voices could be heard from the area beyond the entryway, and yet Nari had paused at the door. She knew that the meeting was important - if she was intending to take part in the clearing of the floor, she would need every advantage given to her, and being her first engagement in such an event, this was the best way to learn what she was lacking. So why was she hesitating? None of those voices are familiar, and...and what if she's here? The shiver that had run down her back was one that Nari was somehow familiar with, even now. She'd considered, for a few seconds, turning and leaving - she could

A familiar face had come to the shop the other day. One which Nari hadn't seen in...well, sooner than she may have desired. Old feelings still seemed to linger, and although she found herself capable of being civil, she couldn't help but feel a slight sting inside her chest. She'd thrown herself back into her work, deciding that it was far better to focus on what she could do, for the time being, over what she wanted to be doing. There's a time and place for everything...right now, mine is here...

The previous day's productivity had given Nari a boost - a desire to go forth and try her luck once more. If nothing else, it's not like I'm busy doing anything with my time. She shrugged at the thought, before moving on past it, realising that there was no point is questioning what it was she was doing - nor why she was doing it. It was simply her life, for the moment.

Nari watched as the others stepped forward, moving their own pieces and eyeing up the board. She giggled to herself as Hirru admitted that he'd never played chess before - Nari had never been good at it, but she'd at least held on until her opponents had defeated her. Usually that had only taken a few turns, depending on who she'd been playing. That said...let's try this. She stepped forwards and placed a hand on one of the pieces, giving it a soft push in order to force in into the square ahead of where it had been. She had no idea if what she was planning on doing was correct, or if it

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Her previous day had been...well, she couldn't say a waste of time, but far from what she was expecting when she had begun her performances. She'd wanted to create something that was perfect, something that others could be amazed by, but... But it came out bland. Typical. I need to change something up... She stared at the piano, wondering if it was time yet to shift how she did things, to shift who she was...