Nari-Lanreth

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Her return to work had gone far better than Nari had expected, the items coming out as if she'd never left the piano behind. Even the vocal recordings had been more than she'd anticipated, and she couldn't help but feel a measure of pride at her capabilities. "Alright, let's try this again then!"

Pitfall traps. Those should be easy, right? Nari's scepticism with their success thus far made her wonder if it would be any easier. So far, they'd only been successful at making a long hole in the ground - which anyone should be able to do, so long as they had hands and a breath in their lungs. "I mean, we can give it a try...I don't know how successful we'll be based upon..." She waved a hand at the area around them, as if signifying the lack of work they'd managed to complete thus far. Sure, they'd dug a hole, but otherwise... "That being said...I mean, it is digging...so maybe we can

Nari couldn't help but stick her tongue out in response as Jomei accused her of not helping with the wall. Even still, there was a smile in her eyes, and tugging at the corner of her mouth. It felt good to be able to jest with another individual once again, even if they were staring down possible death in the near future. "Hey, I was doing my damned best! Can't have high expectations from someone who only comes up to your waist at best, though!" She placed her shovel down, for the time being. They had made good headway on their trench, and figured that it would be best to leave the remai

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It had been a long time since Nari had stepped foot into the recording studio. The piano remained silent, the lid open and ready for whomever took their place before the keys, as if requesting to be played. Her gaze passed over the other portions of the room - open, silent, as if crying out for some sort of sound to fill the void that it had become. She wasn't sure why she had avoided this place, maybe it had just been habit. Whatever the reason...I'm here now, which means it's time to get back to work. She smiled to herself as she crossed to the piano and settled herself, fingering the keys c

Nari had paused in her steps, wary to Hirru alone with the newcomer. She didn't trust anyone who hid in the shadows, much less anyone who appeared and threatened another. Although the player's icon appeared green, Nari had a sneaking suspicion there was more to the story here - that perhaps, it hadn't always been green. She listened quietly as Hirru and the girl passed a bit of conversation, if one could call it that. Nothing that either said was reassuring, or cleared up any questions that Nari had, but she refrained from speaking out. She'd made her presence in the situation clear, and she k

Their dance around the boxes lasted a few moments, far longer than Nari had expected. Either the system was giving her a chance, or the NPC truly was dumber than most. The event came to a quick end, however, when the NPC realised it was able to simply leap over the boxes, attempting to land in front of Nari before she could react. Not that she gave him the chance to do so - her scythe pulled back as he began his forward movement towards the boxes, the blade of it slicing through the torso as he sailed overtop of the obstacle - a look of surprise the last thing Nari saw before he exploded into

Exhaustion. She was starting to feel it coursing through her, slowing her movements and halting her ability to properly chase her target. She'd already gone on for so long, the fighting lasting far longer than she was used to - her skirmishes were usually over in a matter of breaths, but this one had already passed the numerous moments marker. Her muscles burned, a pain that she was used to in the real world, but something she'd rarely felt here. Even with all the dangerous situations she'd been in, she'd never felt her body like this in Aincrad. Never had she reached this point, and that scar

Her rage bristled, the scythe moving in a motion of absolutely fury as she lashed out at each of her targets. At first, they parried, driving her blade off to the side, or upwards and away from themselves. Nari didn't care. She was tireless, the fury of everything coursing through her giving her the strength to press on, to continue pushing them back towards the wall behind them - driving them towards their eventual demise. For too long. Too long have I done nothing but accept. Too long have I given everything, only to have it torn away. Acceptance. Suffering. Content to lie down and give in.

The appearance of another blade had caught her by surprise, putting Nari off balance and on the defensive as she tried to place some distance between herself and the new target. It was enough of a distraction, that she didn't see the sudden movement of her two original targets in time, one managing to slide it's blade underneath the haft of her scythe, the blade driving into her her torso just above her left hip bone. Stumbling backwards, she lashed out with her weapon, managing to catch the two newcomers - when had the second one appeared?! - with a single strike, their bodies freezing

Either she'd grown careless, or the combatants before her were far more dangerous than the previous opponents she'd faced. It didn't matter in the end, they'd barely managed to graze her as she spun away from their attacks - but as the two blades caused her health to dip, she cursed herself internally. Careless was one thing, but being reckless - charging in and allowing them past her defences so easily; that was entirely different. A quick spin of her scythe, creating a wall between herself and her opponents, had driven them away long enough for her health bar to recharge; the soft purp

Her eyes roamed the camp, looking for any other threats that might be lurking in the shadows. She could hear the sounds of footsteps, echoing off the walls around her - a sign that there was more danger here, somewhere. Now she just needed to find where it was and deal with it accordingly. If I let them come to me, I can certainly be more prepared...but catching them by surprise has it's benefits as well... The decision was simple, and as she swung her scythe back into a comfortable position behind her, Nari stepped forward, making her way across the small open area that she had found the orig

The burst of laughter that escaped Nari as the log fell to the ground couldn't be helped. Holding onto her stomach, it took what felt like long minutes before she calmed enough to speak aloud, her voice continuing to shake ever so slightly as the laughter continued in small bursts. "Yeah...yeah maybe...maybe handling big sticks...isn't your thing...let's uh...trench...yeah diggy-diggy...heheh...digg-hahah!...diggy-diggy hole!" As she moved towards the already-started-trench, picking up a shovel and driving it into the ground, small bursts of giggling and song escaped from Nari, her enthus

Nari's smile had disappeared at the sight of the whistle, her frown only growing at the mention of the Game Master. She knew far too well what Faerie was doing, and unconsciously her hand hovered towards the sword on her hip, her eyes scanning the horizon even as she spoke in response. Her words carried a weight of distraction, as if accenting the fact that she was only partially paying attention to the conversation at hand. "I...don't know. I know some people have guessed that he's...I don't know, watching us from some sort of control room, somewhere...or perhaps he's left the game entirely.

Three exploded, the shards of their final moments drifting into the wind as their existence came to an end. The final one managed to slide underneath her strike, causing a slice across Nari's side before she could react. The drop in her health bar caught her attention, and she pushed herself away from the lone combatant as she considered herself. It wasn't huge - in fact, compared to what she'd survived through previously, it was nothing. It did, however, frustrate her that she had been caught off guard. The movement had been sloppy - amateur, at that. Not something that a frontliner sh

Nari had managed her way from her house, towards the location of the event that Cardinal had been so kind to display for her. The possibility of seeing people again, after so long, had dragged on her to the point where she had forced herself out the door and into the snow covered fields that lay beyond. At first, she'd been disappointed, huddled beside a tree in the hopes of spotting someone, anyone - even if she didn't know them. Those hopes had risen slightly when she spotted a familiar face, the short purple hair above it bringing up memories. As she'd tried to recall the face, another had

Nari had stood back as the two made their way into the shop, memories of mumbled words, followed by slamming and yelling coming to the forefront of her mind. She felt herself blush in response to the memories, trying desperately to hide the expression as the other two returned - quest updated, and a look of readiness upon their faces. Nari nodded towards the gates that they had entered through, before grinning slightly. "Yeah, out there is probably best to begin. As soon as you two are ready...we can head out." She fell in behind the other two, her sword on her hip bouncing slightly as sh

Nari's eyes shifted towards the newcomer - her only outward sign of shock at the sudden appearance of another. She wasn't surprised, at this point, that someone else had stumbled upon her little hideaway zone. Still, it was annoying to find out that someone had been hiding and listening to them - even if it was relatively harmless. The point was only made worse by the tone of the individual, who came across less than welcoming. "Going about and threatening people you've been watching from the shadows, may not be the best way to make friends. That being said, if you're worried about eithe

She'd jumped as Jomei raised his voice, yelling out for all nearby to hear. The words seemed to carry a level of authority that she'd never seen in the ginger before. Even having known him for as long as she did - which admittedly, wasn't long - she felt surprised by his sudden leap forward, taking the reigns of leadership naturally. He's a natural...man, I wish I could do that...She'd hesitated, looking towards the ginger hoping for answers. And he'd provided those answers, calling out to all nearby. Nari felt herself flush slightly in response, embarrassed that she hadn't been able to do tha

She'd received the message a while ago from Jomei, but had failed to ask him about it. She normally would have figured, as happened every year, it was an attempt to upstage the last event. Now, though, with how quiet it had been, Nari doubted that was the case. Recently they had all felt the quiet of solitude, and she figured this was Jomei's way of trying to overcome that solitude - to bring everyone together again in a festive celebration. To hear the laughs of everyone...and maybe, just maybe, bring our spirits up a bit. It had been dark times lately, with the silence. But Nari had tried to