Nari-Lanreth

Drawing her shield up in front of her, she decided to wait for the figure to notice her. It didn’t take long, and then it was moving down the hallway towards her – shrieking as it did so, in some weird display of a tribalistic like charge. Nari set herself, letting the first strike of the figure rush over her head as she rolled out of the way, before bounding up behind the opponent and setting herself once more. A slight glimmer as she remembered her early days of fighting – realising just how much had changed since those days. Tucking away the thought, she thrust forward with her spear,

Knowing that she couldn’t simply remain leaning against the wall forever, Nari pushed herself back into movement – forcing her feet to carry her further down the hallway. She hadn’t managed to search much of the complex yet, but she was fairly certain that she’d find some sort of dungeon, keep or otherwise containment room somewhere in the facility. She only hoped that this would be one of those quests where the person she was sent to retrieve was still alive. She found herself winding through a maze of corridors, stairs and long hallways in her attempt to find something that would contai

Sighing a breath of relief as the last one exploded, she listened for the sound of more approaching opponents. As the moments passed, she slowly came to realise that the silence was real, and that no further opponents were coming her way. Taking the reprieve to relax a bit, she leaned back against the wall – her mind immediately going back to the conundrum that had begun during the fight itself. “They’re not real, just artificial creations. They may mimic emotions, but they can’t really feel them…” She glanced down at the fox at her feet, suddenly unsure. She’d felt so much emotional conn

All but one exploded into shards as her strike swept through them, the single survivor frozen in place as it was forced to watch its companions disappear. Nari wondered if the things could even feel compassion towards one another – they were just computer generated things after all. Yet she’d seen the NPCs in the villages show emotions, to a degree. As well as some of the quest based NPCs she’d encountered. “Well, just how human are you, then?” She found herself muttering the question aloud, even as she set herself up to deliver the final strike. It shocked her to realise that she was sta

If there hadn’t been the danger of actual death, she’d almost swear she was bored. Although the bandits swarmed around her, Nari barely felt concerned – their attacks were barely scrapping her armour, leaving little more than dent marks across her body as they tried to overwhelm her defences and healing – neither of which was having any success for her would be assailants. Still, she knew that she had to take the situation seriously, otherwise she’d be in real danger. Swinging around, she broke free from the swarming bodies. Putting a small amount of distance between herself and the bandi

Two of her strikes managed to connect with her opponents – two of the new opponents, of all possibilities. She felt herself silently cursing the original combatant who suddenly seemed determined not to be defeated here, managing to dodge the majority of her strikes against it. In return, it slammed its own spear in against her, managing to cause her health bar to dip a single digit, before recovering entirely. The newcomers proved less deadly – two freezing in place as the stun affect washed over them, the third barely managing to swing its sword in the tight corridor. She had just consid

Ducking behind a single sweep strike of the closest, Nari drove her spear forwards, spinning it as it impaled the first, and managing to catch two of the three others. The final – seeing the attack coming towards it – managed to jump out of the reach of her weapon. Thinking that it had found an opening, the figure dove back in, swinging its spear towards Nari in a counter attack – only to have it clatter harmlessly off her shield and down towards the ground. “Help! Help the intruder is here!” The man – from the vocals, Nari could tell it was meant to be male – began crying out. Glancing b

It was almost too simple, as each of the figures frozen in place – the paralysis and stun effects taking over control of their bodies as soon as the spear slashed across them. Nari watched as the frost from the tip of her weapon licked out against each of her opponents, coating them in the growing ice that would burn through their fabric coverings and deplete their health even more. She stepped back, letting the group slowly begin to move again, seemingly twitching and rising from their statuesque poses. Already she’d nearly ended each of them, tearing through their feeble protection with

The clatter of sandals on stone caught her attention, pulling her back to the present as she realised that her pursuers had likely caught up with her. She’d figured that her ability to avoid them would only last so long, but she was surprised with just how quickly that time had passed. Knowing that she couldn’t possibly outrun whatever was chasing her – and not wanting to, regardless – she stepped out into the main corridor of the hallway she was in, lowering her spear and setting her shield against her knee in preparation for the assault that would quickly greet her. Her breath came slow

She continued her way into the keep, avoiding the main causeways as she went in order to avoid as much detection as she could. She found herself mostly hitting dead ends, closets, and other storage rooms of little to no value. Her progress was pitiful at best, as she found herself trailing back to where she had originally entered the keep. “Well, it looks like I’m not going to be able to sneak my way past the guards now…oh well.” She glanced at the main gate – still open, now unguarded. She was surprised that the reinforcements hadn’t rushed to this location. Or perhaps they had come here

The shards shimmered across the air before her as her opponent exploded. Moving quickly, she slipped into the keep and around a corner before more of the guards could arrive, deciding that she wanted to rest and recover a bit before taking on her next bout of combat. The first fight had been easy enough, but she wasn’t about to push her luck – she knew there would likely be more found within, and she needed to be ready for them. ‘Homebound? What’s that about?’ She thought back to the feeling in the tail end of the fight, the desire to return home. It was with slow realisation that she had

She watched as the health bar of her target dropped into the red – barely above the line that would signify its defeat. It seemed to hover – as if taunting her, and Nari knew there was little she could do about it, right now. She managed to shift her shield, catching the half-hearted strike against her and deflecting it away from her body. Stepping back, she watched for her next opening. Dodging and parrying away the poor strikes of her opponent, she almost felt bad – there was little in the way of challenge with this conflict. It was obvious that she was far the superior of her opponent,

The spear pierced the man’s torso, and as Nari pulled back the spear, she could see her opponent’s body shudder as the stun took affect – locking the muscles in place and allowing her to reposition herself. She centered her weight, allowing her spear to fall into its usual place along the top edge of her shield, managing everything before the man could even begin to twitch in response. As the stun affect washed away, Nari rushed forward, hoping to catch the man off guard. She knew that the fight would need to be ended quickly, that she had a lot more to do here – and she didn’t want to sp

A single individual stood at the entrance to the keep. A large spear in hand, the individual eyed Nari’s approach, clearly aware of her – yet not speaking aloud. Curiosity taking over concern, she walked up the individual – stopping a few paces away and giving a slight wave with her right hand. Smiling, she decided to try speaking to the individual first. She doubted that it would do her any good in the long run, but if she could avoid fighting an entire keep, well, it was worth the effort. “Hi there, I’m looking for a man named Cassim. You haven’t happen to have seen him, have you?” The

“I hate sand.” The words – a growl against the whipping wind – where echoed by the soft chittering of Yuki upon her shoulders, the fox agreeing with the distaste. Trudging along, Nari wondered if all of this was worth it – the sand on the air cutting into her as it whipped about, driving to cutting speeds by the wind. She’d travelled a fair distance already, and could see the large bandit keep just ahead – standing out against the minor storm like a welcome beacon to those travelling by. If it weren’t for the guide line that led directly to the area, she’d almost consider it a safe zone a

The NPC began its sob story – all about how his brother had been captured, the atrocity of it all, and how worried he was for his brother’s safety. Nari half-listened, waiting for the cues to respond in order to keep the conversation going. She watched the area around them, keeping an eye out for anything that would stand out as a possible piece of the quest. “But I’ll hand it to you on a golden platter, you know familial bonds by now, I’m sure. Cassim is worth more than wealth.” Nari nodded, giving a sound of agreement in order to hurry along the topic – until she realised that the NPC h

Fortazaela was exactly as Nari remembered it – reminding her of something out of a middle eastern inspired scene. The bazaar - loud and overwhelming - could be heard even at this distance. Nari had passed through the busy area as quickly as she could, already knowing where to find the NPC she looked for, thanks to her info brokers. ‘At least they provided something useful.’ Her eyes roamed over the building in front of her – clearly a tavern, and in better shape than she had expected it to be. Her image of a rundown, barely accessible front had collapsed as she came to a stop before the w

“I’m sure by now you’ve heard of the cave of wonders.” The question, if it could be called that, was rhetorical – no answer was required. Even still, Nari found herself nodding at the cloaked figure’s words – acknowledging that she had heard of it, although that was entirely unnecessary. “Seems that an NPC is willing to lead you there, for a cost.” “There’s always a cost. Let me guess – a favour for a favour?” The unspoken response confirmed what Nari already expected. She’d likely have to do something for this NPC, in order to be led there. She wasn’t surprised, and so far, the figure ha

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The song had been stuck in her mind the entire day, but as she sat in front of the piano, she found her mind empty. Devoid of any tune, and somehow denying her the basic urges to begin the work that need be completed. Sighing heavily, she laid out the crystals along the piano top once more, before tapping a few of the keys in an attempt to get the motivation she needed. "Never going to get anything done if I just sit here..." Another heavy sigh, before she decided that this would be one of the days where natural born motivation simply wouldn't do - instead, she'd need to force it.

She hummed to herself slightly as she read the subtitles produced by the flurry of hand signals that Ghost had managed – wishing slightly that she’d learnt sign language, if only because it would make paying attention easier. She shook her head, as if to answer the question posed – before realising that a further explanation would likely be required. “I’m not sure about dangers within the cave itself…the few I’ve spoken with who’ve returned from it provided nothing substantial – although, none of them seemed injured, or battle worn. Just…different. I don’t know how to explain it.” She gav

NIGHT following the trail of sulphur, Koga seemingly waiting for an answer, and their newest group member attempting to get Koga’s attention – that left Nari with nothing better to do than to explain her thought process. She waved a hand towards the distance, as if signifying a place towards the opposite side of the floor itself. “There’s a location on this floor known as The Cave. It’s…a cave, unsurprisingly. Not much is known about it, truly, aside from the fact that it can be spotted based upon the sword and shield etched into the stone above the cave’s entrance. Rumours – and trust me

She vaguely remembered a stint within the floor once before, but it had been so long that she couldn’t quite remember if she’d ever encountered the mentioned quest or not. Regardless, it was too much to pass up – especially if it truly did provide the tech skill that the message mentioned. Her hand hesitated over the message – she wanted to send it, but she was apprehensive of the response she would get. Their most recent parting had been…well, she couldn’t say happy – but it certainly hadn’t been aggressive or horrible, either. Sighing aloud, she read over the piece once more. Her e