Nari-Lanreth

Another of the group dispersed into a flash of shards, seemingly drifting off into the air without a single beat of hesitation. Nari wondered, even as she moved around the strike of another bandit, if she should feel any pity for these individuals. They weren't human, and yet they still showed humanistic traits. An intelligence, to a degree. Capability. Given any other situation, she might have considered them humanlike. But in this instance, there was no pity. Whether they were human or not, they were trying to end Nari. Something that she wasn't entirely on board with, all things con

Eager. That was the word that best described the way that the bandits threw themselves towards Nari. Eager to die, to end their perpetually repeating life. There was nothing to it, aside from that. She could feel bad for them, feel as if she was doing something wrong - was it wrong to end that which has no purpose, nothing in life beyond throwing themselves at players with the intent of dying? - but in the end, it only mattered that they were eager. At least put up a bit of a fight, if you're going to throw yourselves so carelessly at me. Her voice sounded hollow, empty of the emotional

The group before her seemed to pause at her words, as if unsure what to do when someone didn't immediately run in fear from them. As she shifted the scythe behind herself, she could see a few take a half-step back, as if reacting in concern for their own well-being. Nari was once again surprised at how sometimes the NPCs in this game could sometimes act almost humanlike, if only for a split second. The expression disappeared almost instantly as the group suddenly surged forward, trying to surround her. A quick slash of the scythe ensured that they wouldn't be able to, pushing them back down th

No sooner had she spoken, than Nari noticed the sounds of voices ahead. She couldn't quite tell what was being said, but the general tones bespoke of individuals in a good mood. She lowered her lantern's hood, covering the majority of the limited light it had provided, while keeping her eyes focused ahead. What little she could see before was suddenly lost in the darkness of the tunnels as her only source of light was significantly restricted, and she found herself staring into a void for a few seconds. When her eyes had adjusted ever so slightly, she noticed minimal details, the bare edges of

The darkness didn't bother Nari anywhere near as much as it did many other players. She'd known a few whom had gone so far as to ensure they captured the night vision skill, just so that they'd never have to enter somewhere they couldn't see. For her, however, she'd grown accustomed to the cold and dark that came with many areas of the world. This, while not quite homely by any means, was no more undesirable than the colds of the fourth floor. At her feet, Yuki seemed content as well. While the tunnels couldn't be called open and free by any means, they weren't anywhere near as constrict

Vengeance. That's what some would call it. Nari considered it something a bit more unique. None of these miners had asked for this to occur, the bandits which had been plaguing them over the last...well, who really knows how long. It could've been months, years, days...none of it really mattered. In fact, even the aspect of what she was doing really mattered - well, at least to anyone beyond herself. She was here, because she needed to be here. Not for some higher purpose, just...to be alive. To be out, and doing something, beyond what she had done for the past...well, that didn't matter.

Nari smiled at the commentary about being cooped up, and the need for freedom. She'd certainly felt that as well, although her own situation had been more of a mental restriction, than a physical one. Wandering the empty tenth for answers that cannot be found, does no good for the mind and soul. She refrained from mentioning that bit aloud, deciding that it wasn't impertinent to their current situation. Instead, she listened as Jomei explained his own viewpoint on the Night King's quest. She was happy to hear that he had gone through it previously, albeit a bit surprised that he had been

Nari found herself almost laughing at the man's accidental admission. Truthfully, she'd never known who had flooded the kitchen - it had all happened so fast, out of nowhere. She'd never considered the possibility that she would ever find out who had done it, let alone have them admit to it. That laugh slowly died away, however, as the man seemed to become more on edge. His eyes cast around, as if looking for something, and Nari found herself pulling her spear ever so slightly closer to herself. Something got you on edge? It was less of a question, and more of a confirmation. Waiting to

The wince in the man's face answered Nari's question more than anything else the man had said. She found herself sympathising with the man, knowing the feeling of the sudden realisation of the quiet that had overcome Aincrad as of late. It seemed to be everywhere that she went. Sure, the NPCs were still around, still going about their usual business. The players, however, those had been dwindling. Nari knew that many had taken to the safety of simply staying living; which meant remaining within their comfort zones, not making their way beyond safe zones and towns...staying alive, in the end. T

To think this place used to bring peace and solitude...a feeling of home. Her eyes glanced down at the small fox beside her that she'd been speaking to, the winter white coat blending in rather well with the snow that surrounded them. Snow, which Nari had once enjoyed. Now, it just reminded her of the coldness that was her life; the loneliness that came with it. She shook herself, straightening as she heard the soft hum of the teleporter kicking to life behind her. At least you still enjoy it here. She moved from her position, seated along the outside of the main courtyard that housed the

Snowfrost had changed as Nari made her way back towards it; the signs of the coming festival clear in the way that people moved, the way that the appearance of the town was changing. She'd seen it before, many times on her passing through - she had even heard that it was the sign of a quest coming about. She paused on the edge of the town, considering the possibility. It had been a long time since she'd actively engaged in...well, anything that could be considered beneficial towards their eventual escape. Perhaps it's time to change that...time to step out again, to do something towards that g

Nari strolled into the tailor's shop once more, admiring a few of the newer pieces that were on display as she passed through the front area. She gave a slight wave to the blonde haired girl behind the counter after she spotted her, glancing back at a piece that she had considered again before leaving it behind. I got a ping that it's ready for pickup? She glanced over the piece as it was brought out, smiling softly at it as she saw the handiwork that had gone into it. A quick trial of the piece confirmed that it fit well, almost perfectly in fact. Nodding her thanks, she made her way out

Back at the party...It felt so long ago, the party at Koga's. The tournament, everything that came after. Hard to believe it had been months at most. Although, as Nari thought about it...months in here, piled upon years. She felt the concern well up inside her again, that sudden loss at every single second she was stuck in here. The moments she was missing from the world beyond - moments that she'd never get back, which may have been better than... The shaky sigh that escaped her likely gave away her mental state more than her appearance did. Still, the other man had been more than welcom

Was it always this cold? Seems like time only makes it worse. She pulled her hood tighter around herself, the fluffy purple vest, with its fox-like ears covering her ever so slightly from the wind that howled around her. The piece had once been a prized possession of hers, the fox tail and ears joyous and welcoming, in her mind. Now, though...Now it's just a reminder... She pulled the hood of the vest closer down towards her face, trying to block out the wind, and the memories themselves. She'd taken this quest after speaking to a local broker, as a way to get back into the world - to esc

Profession (Performer) Profession (Forager)

Nari glanced over the piece, admiring the beauty and simplicity of it. It was almost exactly what she had envisioned when she'd first begun the creative process. Smiling at the man behind the counter, she nodded her thanks. This is perfect, and yeah - I'm absolutely serious about the trade. Consider the three pieces yours, to keep. Thank you - for this. It's beautiful, and a piece that you should be proud of, a true attestation to craftsmanship. She placed the spear, armour and shield on the countertop before bringing up the trade menu to send them off. At the same time, she added on a co

The call came back from a distance, that much Nari was certain. It took her a moment to recognise the words, calling her towards the central square - an area that she passed when she first came to the floor. She'd seen no signs of anyone there previous, which meant that they had likely arrived after her. And it sounds like a player's voice...it doesn't have that NPC feel to it... Not that she could be entirely certain until she arrived at the square. It was a risk - but what in this game wasn't? Turning to look at Yuki, she nodded towards the way they had come. What do you say, should we

Nari wandering into the shop, her eyes casting over the few display pieces before throwing a soft smile towards the shopkeeper. Crossing over to the main counter, she leaned against it before pulling out her sketchbook. A few pages flipped later, and she twisted the piece so that the other could see it, letting them look over it before speaking. I'm going for something that's sturdy, well-fitting, but entirely flexible. Preferably leather, or a combination of leather and cloth...assuming that's possible. I don't want anything overly...restrictive, or too flashy. Oh, and if the metals coul

Wandering into the shop, Nari couldn't help but feel an appreciation for the memories that the place brought up. The heat of the forge warming the room, the sound of metal on metal, even the smell of the place rushed over her - and for a moment, she felt herself transported back to those times she used to spend swinging her hammer against the piece she was working on, the joy of the entire experience bringing her delight in the simplicity of it all. Uhm, excuse me! I was hoping to place an order, if you've got the time and availability. It's nothing too complex - I hope. She pulled out a

Skill(s) Being Dropped: Heavy Armour (Rank 5), Mitigation (Rank 3) Mod(s)/Addon(s)/Shift(s) Being Dropped: Iron Skin (Add-on) SP Refunded: 49 SP Cost: 49,000 col

Nari's ears picked up the sound of another voice, and she felt herself freeze slightly as she tried to place the sound. It had been a long time since she'd heard a voice that was unfamiliar, let alone one that very clearly wasn't an NPC's voice. She glanced around, looking for where the voice could possibly be coming from, feeling herself slowly slipping off the wall in an attempt to disappear into the shadows a bit more. She pulled up her menu, keying into the inventory before drawing the spear from its depths. The weight of the weapon comforted her, reassuring her in its presence. She