Nari-Lanreth

They'd survived the onslaught against the town, although Nari still wasn't entirely sure how. Whatever the case, she was just happy that they were alive - and that they'd managed to complete the quest at all. Don't kick a gift horse in the groin. Shaking her head, in a small portion of disbelief, as well as amusement at her own thoughts, Nari turned to face Jomei. "Thoughts on taking a bit of revenge on this Night King? Seems like someone who deserves a good kick in the ass for everything we had to go through here...not to mention a bit of revenge for those who didn't make it..." Her fi

Nari softly opened the door, making sure it didn't slam behind her as she slid into the shop. Although the sign out front said closed - as it always did, these days - she was pleased to find that the door was open, meaning that she was welcome inside. Her voice carried softly over the otherwise empty room as she called out, before coming up to the main desk and pulling out piece after piece after piece. "Err...sorry, I know it's a lot...it was a...productive day, to the say the least. Uhm...anything less than a perfect piece you can either keep or junk sale, whichever is best for you! Oh uhm,

Nari breathed a sigh of relief as the final wolf exploded, leaving herself and Onóra alone, aside from the few creatures still roaming around the garden in the distance. Turning to make sure that her companion was okay, Nari waved a hand towards the open area where the wolves had once stood. Her own health bar had taken a small dip, but nothing that Nari wasn't used to nowadays. "Well, I guess they're not much of a threat to us, now, are they?" Her smile died as she saw the angry look waiting for her on Onóra's face. A part of her felt like she already knew the reason for the anger, but

Three had exploded into shards, and Nari felt herself grinning as she turned towards Onóra, about to share the excitement she felt at their further success. The grin, however, disappeared immediately as the one wolf she had missed slammed into her side, throwing her to the ground and tearing into her side. For a split second, Nari found herself panicking, trying to figure out what had happened and how she had let her guard down so easily. Then, the numbing-pain was gone, and the blonde was standing above her, the longsword slashing at the air, driving the wolf back and away from the two

Their blades seemed to dance together as they descended upon the wolves, Onóra driving the creatures towards Nari's scythe, only to find themselves caught in the sharp whirlwind that left them stunned and unable to move. Systematic, controlled, calm. Nari had to admit, the two of them worked well together - far better than she'd done with some others she'd encountered across Aincrad. She had just considered mentioning it aloud, when the wolves had begun to move again, tearing her mind away from the thoughts and back into the fight before them. "Watch your left!" Nari called as one

Nari gave a single sweep of the blade after the final wolves had been defeated. She threw a questioning glance at Onóra, before tilting her head in the direction of another pack of wolves. "Feeling up for another quick round? I don't know about you, but today has been...profitable. I wouldn't mind going a bit longer, but let's not overdo it either - yeah?" Onóra nodded, checking the length of her longsword. The blonde seemed to focus on the edge for a second, as if checking for any break or imperfection, before looking up and at the wolves. "Yeah...I should be good for another quick roun

Nari's blade drove straight through the wolves, sending three flying backwards to lay stunned upon the ground, before embedding itself into the final target. She grinned as another blade stabbed through the opposite side of the beast, draining what little health points it had left, before causing it to shatter. She quickly found herself staring at the blonde through the shimmering shards on the air, thoughts processing through her mind faster than she could compute properly. "There's still more, come on. You can't sit around here all day long, just staring." The voice was coated in sarca

A quick check to make sure that Onóra was fine, and then Nari was moving again, her legs carrying her across the open grasses towards the next group of wolves, preparing for the conflict to continue. Nari felt the rush of the battle, the common enjoyment that came with the expenditure of energy and consistent fatigue of battle. Whether she had been here too long, or if it had been some part of her hidden away beneath it all, Nari wasn't quite sure. Either way, it was a part of her now, and she enjoyed every moment of that battle rush. It wasn't the desire to annihilate, that some indivi

Nari's strike left the wolves stunned, their bodies unmoving aside from their eyes. Behind her, she could hear Onóra approaching on her right, the woman's footsteps loud against the grass underfoot. She didn't turn to look at her friend, calling out over her shoulder the command that would allow them better coherence in combat. "Onóra! Switch!" As if on command, Onóra's form rushed past, the longsword sweeping through the nearest wolf as it slammed backwards - leaving it injured, but not dead. Nari grinned, taking her own approaching steps and listening for the response from her friend.

Nari rolled to her feet, her energy fully returned to her and her desire to get back into action pushing her into movement. She glanced down at Onóra before offering a hand. "Unless you'd prefer to remain seated here, that is...but I'm ready to get back into movement and conflict. Plus...I could show you a move or two, if you wanted?" The blonde stared at Nari for a single second, before accepting the hand. Her face breaking into a large grin as she pushed back at the jest. "You're pretty confident for someone who used to just sit back and take a beating while everyone else did the hard

The blonde collapsed down beside her - her fall exaggerated ever so slightly. Nari turned her glance ever so slightly to watch Onóra out of the corner of her eye, her face stoic and expressionless as she calmly spoke. "You know, you were lucky I was around. Had it just been you and that pack...anyways. Your form could use a bit of work - stop dropping your right arm, when you're going for an overhand strike - but...you're amazing. You're as good as some people I know on the frontlines...and last time I saw you, you couldn't even lift a sword. Let alone dance the War Dance with a pack of wolves

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Repetition, repetition and more repetition. Sure, it could get tiring - but Nari knew that the path to perfection was often the one which caused the most frustration. Not through continued failures, but through the continued repetition that came with such a task. Even if one was to succeed, it could still be tiring to do the same thing over and over again until it was absolutely perfect - unquestionably, undeniably, perfect. And so, as she sat at the piano once more, she had a single thought. Am I perfect enough yet?

Nari turned away from the now deceased wolf, making sure that Onóra was holding her own against her opponents. Her eyes watched as the longsword's blade met the claws of an upwards strike, pushing it off to the left before swinging back around to slash across the wolf's throat. The second creature made a leap for Onóra's flank, before being driven back by the blade's natural continuation, keeping the blonde well protected. "Guess there's not much to worry about, for the moment..." Nari settled into the grasses, determined to relax a bit before needing to leap into action again. She let h

Distant, for sure. Maybe NIGHT had come expecting something else? Maybe I...too late, for that now. Nari stepped after NIGHT, having to lengthen her paces to keep up with the taller girl. She trusted that NIGHT knew where they were going, the girl far more experienced in this game than Nari herself was. "Any idea what this line could mean? I've been struggling with it for a while now..." Nari flipped the message around for NIGHT to view after they had been walking for a while, partially to get the girl's insight - but also to start up a conversation. "Most of it is fairly clear...but this

"I'm...fine. Focus on...aren't you supposed to be the DPS here...cause...y'know...kinda feels like only one of us is pulling their weight here..." She pushed against the nearby construct, frustrated that yet another of the things had somehow come to life. It certainly felt like they were on the verge of being overrun, if someone didn't do something - and preferably quickly. Still, Nari wasn't entirely sure what could be done - Koga and herself had already been hammering away at the things, hoping to catch a break, and yet it somehow felt like more of the damned things were showing up with each

The first one shattered, and as the others froze in place, Nari took her opportunity to risk a glance over at Onóra. The woman had managed to shove the wolf off her, and was back on her feet. The sword held a bit unsteadily, but at the ready. It was all Nari could ask for, in the moment. Her glance had taken away any advantage she'd had just seconds ago, as the wolves shook off the stun effect and began moving towards her again. Nari kicked the bottom haft of the scythe, forcing the weapon into motion quickly. The blade spun around, swiping towards the approaching wolves and forcing the

The first group had gone down easily, and Nari turned with a calm and steady stance to take in Onóra's own fight. Last she had seen, the blonde woman had been cleaving through her own opponents with ease, tearing them down as if they were nothing more than simple boars on the first floor. The sight that met her eyes, however, was entirely different. Nari paused in horror as she saw Onóra on the ground, blade between herself and the jaw of the wolf on top of her, while five others surrounded her, watching for an opening that wasn't yet available. Nari knew all too well that the opening would pr

The first two had gone down easier than Nari had expected, the combination of her surprise strike, and the bleed effect turning the wolves into shattered shards almost instantly. She felt bad, slightly, at the fact that they didn't get more of a fighting chance - until she remembered she was the fight that put them down. As she straightened from her original strike, she glanced over towards Onóra, seeing the woman's sword slammed straight through the side of a wolf, pausing for a single second before the beast exploded into shards. The second creature she'd been fighting tried to take the oppo

Rolling to her feet, Nari held out a hand towards Onóra, the soft grin on her face meant to appease any outlying emotions. The blonde glanced up at Nari for a brief second, before reaching out a hand and letting herself be pulled upwards. "The first thing we need to do, then, is to get stronger. To keep practicing, keep gaining levels and gear and strength. Sitting around in the grass isn't going to help with that - not alone. So, how about we get back to some hunting and grinding...I see another pack of wolves just around the corner that are daring us to come get them." Onóra returned t

"Back when things were simpler...yeah, I remember. We used to talk about such non-sense...like how we were going to meet up once we got out of here, and hold a party for the victors and survivors." Although the words themselves seemed almost unamused, Onóra's voice held a tone of excitement at the thought. Nari's eyes shifted over, glancing at the blonde to find a sad expression on her face. The same expression she'd seen on those faces meant to represent loss; loss of something that they cared deeply for. "I don't know if we're ever going to have that party...but we'll definitely be a few peo

The final wolf having been defeated, Nari let herself lower to the ground, laying back slightly against a nearby stump and grinning towards Onóra. The woman looked ready to rush off and engage whatever else was in the vicinity - held in place only by Nari's sudden decision to settle into the ground. Nari's gaze shifted upwards towards her companion, waving her left hand towards the ground beside her. "You can come sit, if you want. I promise not to bite, at first." Onóra's reaction was about what Nari had expected - a quick sign of appreciation, followed by her drifting down into the gra

Shards. It was the final moment of the two wolves as they burst away beneath Nari's strike, leaving nothing standing where they had once been. The lone survivor, either knowing its fate, or reacting as one would expect it to, suddenly threw back its head and howled. The sound was chilling, reaching down to Nari's core as it seemed to revibrate through the open air. She wasn't entirely sure what it meant, but she knew one thing for sure - she didn't want it to stick around to find out its success or failure. A quick glance towards Onóra just to make sure she was okay - the blonde had tak

Two managed to pull back away from her wide arc, avoiding the blade of the scythe and retreating some distance before Onóra was on them, driving her blade in careful and controlled strikes at their flanks, driving them back towards Nari. She could tell from the woman's movements, the close sweeps and balanced flicks, that she was doing nothing more than herding them - driving them towards the real threat, which was Nari herself. Grinning, mostly to herself at the realisation, Nari stepped forward, prepared to intercept the remaining wolves and show them the mistake of falling for such a trick.

In order to turn her attention away from the sudden embarrassment, Nari looked for something further she could take down. There was always an abundance of wolves, and as her eyes scanned the lines of the trees around them, she spotted what she was searching for - a set of eight yellow globes that seemed to be watching her. Grinning, she nodded towards the small pack, drawing Onóra's attention towards them. "Care to help me, oh mighty huntress? They look like they're ready for us to cut them down, assuming you're not afraid. Which, I mean, I could totally understand if you are...those big maws,