Nari-Lanreth

A single blink, and then she pulled forth the topaz gemstone, holding it aloft so that the dragon could see it within her hand. She shot a curious glance towards NIGHT, but remained silent as the dragon inspected the piece. “Curious…it feels so similar…” The dragon’s snout receded, and suddenly Nari noticed the amethyst gemstone within the dragon’s claws – held so that Nari could reach out and take it. With hesitant hands, she accepted the piece, listening as the dragon recited its piece. “This has been within my possession for quite some time, a piece that I inherited…well, long ago. Som

She glanced between the two, watching as Koga settled in for a bit of fishing – clearly wanting to relax a bit after the back to back combat. Nari smiled, understanding the desire, even if she’d prefer to keep moving herself. Determined to at least make use of the down time, she moved towards Jomei, nodding towards the weapon on his hip. “I couldn’t help but notice your use of the Tech skills – did you focus on them for combat, or was it just pure coincidence?” She realised the personal question, and unconsciously pulled her hands together in front of herself. “I-Sorry, I know that’s a pe

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The feast had gone on far longer than Nari had expected, and she'd returned late into the night. The morning had been almost as rough - she'd forgotten to turn off the alarm clock, and had been rudely awoken at her normal early time, something that she was now cursing. With nothing more to be done about it, however, she'd found herself drawn to the recording studio, interested in testing out the metronome and seeing what affect it had on her crafting skills. She assumed it would be similar to the hammer she'd once had - but curiosity was curisosity, and it had to be saited.

The soft clapping barely pulled her attention back to reality as her song came to an end. She kept her eyes closed, revelling in the sound, trying to hold on to the feeling, before finally giving in. The sight of Apollo – still leaning on the wall, same small smirk on his face – but a twinkle in his eye that bespoke of…something – caused her to suddenly feel the fear that had been tucked away. ‘I…I did it. It was probably horrible. No good. It was…it was off tune, I could hear it, feel it.’ The negativity danced around her mind, bringing word to the emotions that she felt within herself –

Thoughts turned inwards, her attention to the world around her almost lost, she began her tune – the words slipping out as if she’d written them only moments ago. With her eyes closed, hands pressed tight against herself, she barely even noticed the feel of Apollo’s gaze upon her – his very presence lost to her as she poured out the emotions she felt within. She wasn’t sure how the piece would sound to Apollo – to her own ears she could her the flaws in the melody, the way her tone would shift almost a quarter beat too late. The way that she would hang on one syllable a little too long,

Closing her eyes, she focused inward – remembering the time long ago, writing the lyrics and considering the tune that she would use. She’d wanted something original, for a show that had at one time felt like the first step into a whole new world. She’d prepared, so hard for it – only to have it all fall apart when she’d found herself fumbling. At the time her manager had told her it was normal, that the first time on stage was the most difficult – that with practice it would become easier. Nari hadn’t believed it – she’d seen what it was like, and had no misconceptions about the fact th

The figure slid back against the wall, leaning its shoulder against the wall and crossing its arms. There, it waited patiently for the performance to begin. Taking in a deep breath, Nari moved to the centre of the room, running a hand over the front of her dress in a nervous manner. “This is a piece that I made many years ago…it’s…well, it’s something that I felt was meaningful to me at the time. So…I hope that you find it enjoyable – inspiring. Whatever you may call it…” Another pause as she readied herself, and just as she was about to open her mouth the voice of the other cut her off.

A deep breath escaped her as her mind settled upon the only option available to her. Shifting in place, she felt her ears flush slightly upon their tips as she considered what she was about to offer up – a piece that she had originally created many years ago, when she had considered singing a more obtainable route in her life. “I’ve decided upon my presentation.” The words seemed to be spoken with a calm manner, but Nari could feel the beating in her chest that gave a voice to her true feelings. She couldn’t help but feel nervous, the choice she had made had failed her once before – a tim

“That’s always the question, isn’t it?” That smirk bespoke of a hidden meaning, as if there was more to the words than the face value that Nari was able to decipher. She found herself pondering the question, and soon realised that the NPC was actually awaiting a response from her. “Oh – yes, yes I guess it is…the question of whether or not to take one choice, or follow another…” The non-sense felt somehow deep to her, and she was surprised to find that the NPC-deity nodded in understand, whether actually finding meaning beneath her words, or simply doing what it was programmed to do.

A few moments of silence stretched across the room as Nari considered what was expected of her – a performance. She knew that much. But whether it was expected that she create something the deity couldn’t deny as anything less than a masterpiece, or a piece that the deity couldn’t himself create in his everlasting genius in music. Nari couldn’t quite figure out what the trick here was – this wasn’t at all like the challenge when she was a blacksmith; that had been so simple in afterthought. “You do like to keep me waiting in anticipation, don’t you?” The casual smirk was still there, but

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The day had been busy - she'd spent most of it chasing around a dragonling, among other events. The one thing she had been happy about, was being able to spend the time with NIGHT. But as the day had come towards its end, NIGHT had excused herself, leaving Nari with nothing more to do but attend to the recording studio. Settling into the piano, she laid out her crystals in preparation before placing her fingers upon the keys. The soft notes rang out, as her voice quickly picked up the melody - the once silent studio suddenly lively with noise.

Nari’s eyes rested upon the somewhat uncomfortable appearing NIGHT – watching as the girl seemed to stare at her blade with…contempt? Concern? Nari couldn’t quite tell, but there was something in her gaze towards it that bespoke of emotions in a negative manner. She knew there was something that needed to be brought up, to be spoken about – but now wasn’t the time. Her gaze shifted to Gianna, listening as the woman-NPC told them about her plan to infiltrate and release the dragonling. Nari had to admit, it was a sound plan – if you forgot about the fact that the baby dragon they had been

She nodded, more to herself than to the others, as Koga spoke about Cardinal’s self-correcting nature. It was true, the program would correct any errors it was able to find – eliminating any signs of decay or otherwise rampant coding before it could truly become problematic. Assuming it could locate the code to begin with. She hadn’t quite ruled out the possibility, and was about to open her mouth to counter Koga’s argument, when another voice spoke from beside Koga – one that she didn’t recognise, only to be followed by a helmed face that was even less recognisable. Her bodily shift

Nari felt herself staring, likely a confused look on her face. She wasn’t quite sure what to make of the challenge, and she felt herself hesitating in that uncertainty. “I’m sure the god of music, of entertainment and of such…cultured…status as of yourself, would find the performances of a mortal merely…disappointing. Mundane, even.” She picked her words carefully as she danced around the fact that she still wasn’t sure what was expected of her. Her eyes studied the features of the NPC, wondering what Cardinal could possibly expect to come of this. “Mundane, imperfect. These are all

Spear and shield relaxing slightly, she grinned at her companion as the gesture was presented. “Well, that was quick. I didn’t expect you to end it that quickly. But I won’t complain! It’s always fun to see you dance the dance of death.” A quick glance towards Gianna, and the dragonling that she had returned with was enough to sour the happiness she had felt just seconds ago. Her glare cutting across the air, she marched across to Gianna as she tossed a hand to the side in an aggressive manner. “Care to explain where it is that you disappeared off to? And why you have a dragonling in tow

Her eyes shifted from her own dress, to the formal wear of the individual in the room with her. His blonde hair stood tasselled, blue eyes gazing lazily from beneath – somehow sitting almost perfectly in combination with the tuxedo like wear that the deity had adorned. She had to admit, the NPC appeared rather dashing – even if only in a way that she could appreciate at face value. “You’re likely wondering – what occasion?” Her gaze fell upon the smirk, noticing that it elicited no harsh feelings from herself, seemingly nothing more than an addition to the appearance – much like the cloth

The large gates rose skyward before her, and Nari couldn’t help but think it looked an awfully lot like imagery found in a lot of older Disney cartoons. The Golden gates breaching the sky, surrounded by glowing light that felt almost…over the top. At least, to Nari it felt that way. The satyr barely paused before heading to the left side of the gates, moving towards a small doorway that Nari never would’ve seen, hidden behind a small outcropping of rock. Following along behind her guide, she found herself led into a large hallway – somehow feeling enclosed and cramped compared to the gran

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The sounds of strumming guitar strings dragged her towards the recording studio, somewhat still offkey - yet improving nonetheless each day. She paused just outside the door, listening as the instrument was tested and tried, the success varying slightly with each attempt. Smiling to herself, she hummed along softly, closing her eyes as she placed the song in her memory. As the air fell silent again, Nari decided her time outside the studio itself was over, and pushed through the door with a smile on her face. "Improving every day, from the sounds of it!" She grinned at NIGHT as she made h

The larger goblin disappeared beneath the single strike of NIGHT’s blade, seemingly swallowed up by a glint of darkness before exploding into shards. Nari felt her spear and shield drop slightly, before the shadow descended upon them. Glancing up towards the sky, she could see the cause of the sudden darkness – the large, dragon form hovering above them, slowly gliding towards their position. Nari listened as it spoke, likely meant to sound threatening – but in her calm state she couldn’t resist the words that slipped from her throat. “NIGHT, whatever you did to the poor goblin can y

“Hey, wait-“ The words hissed from her mouth as NIGHT stood and drew her sword, clearly preparing to head off alone. She reached out her right hand in an attempt to grab the girl, before realising that she had stopped moving – her eyes drawn to the commotion in the middle of the camp. “What in the nine-“ Nari watched as the winged finger seemed to bound through the goblin camp, the distant call of a familiar voice leading it onwards. She barely noticed Gianna’s form gliding through the ranks of the goblins, dodging attacks that were meant to bring her down – before making her way across t