Nari-Lanreth

Even recognising the change that had overcome Evelyn, something in Nari pulled her attack at the last second, forcing herself to shift the spear and miss impaling her once love. Her shield still in place, she shifted it slightly as the thing came towards her, forcing it to roll off to her right and away from her, spinning herself around to face it again and putting distance between them. It screamed at her, fury crossing its face – like nothing Nari had ever before seen on Evelyn’s own face. She felt herself shudder, not recognising the thing before her at all anymore. “I don’t know what

The creature – Nari couldn’t call it anything but, it clearly wasn’t Evelyn. Not anymore – came rushing towards her, claws flashing through the air as it tried to tear into her. She slid sideways, pushing out with the tip of the spear in muscle memory, but her attack lacked any enthusiasm as her mind tried to figure out what was going on – the tears streaming from her eyes. She couldn’t understand what had happened to Evelyn – what had happened here. None of this was occurring as it always did, nothing was the same. Nothing was right. “Why are you doing this?! Why?!” Her voice was choked

As she had that day, Nari felt herself stand suddenly, her voice screaming out above the ear-splitting scream that Evelyn’s mother had let loose upon seeing what she had done. What Nari had done, in their house. Nari felt herself shake inside, her mind fighting against watching this, trying to escape the nightmare that had kept her awake for so long, and continued to haunt her even to this day. “You. You let this happen. You caused this, brought this down upon her. It’s your fault. You are to blame!” Her hand raised, ready to bring the knife down on her, Nari screaming in her own mind to

The figure gave no response, simply holding its hand up in gesture to the door. Nari could feel the urge to pass through pulling at her, and yet…something about it felt wrong. As if she should resist, as if she should try and get away. A single step forward, then another, and suddenly her body was moving entirely of her own will – bringing her through the doorway and into an area that seemed all too familiar. She felt her heart tighten, then suddenly start thumping in her chest. A chill up her spine, then another, and another. She could feel her hands begin to shake, her entire body lock

Nari turned her head, first at the question from Astreya, then at the tap on her shoulder. She saw Astreya grab the man’s hand, holding it in place. She could hear – as if in the distance, the words that Astreya spoke. However, something in her mind had changed, that same coolness coming over her that general took control during a fight. Her expression – once filled with a mixture of concern, a hint of distress, and possibly something else, suddenly melted away. Behind was left a face void of any emotion, the eyes empty, but focused on the man. Almost a whisper, the words slipped her lips.

Nari felt her actions were making little headway. The little fox seemed more content to catch the treats out of the air, rather than deflect them. She sighed, stopping her arm mid throw as she realized that her tactics weren’t working. She needed something…something else. Cocking her head, she saw the sable in the distance, licking Oji’s self-inflicted wound. An idea slowly crawled into her head, and she felt a devilish grin spread across her face. “Hey, soup. Catch.” She said it just loud enough that Yuki would hear it, but hopefully not the sable, before launching the treat across the o

Opening her eyes again, Nari found herself seated within the same field, the forests in the distance and the lake still off to her left. Only one thing had changed, a shadow form – humanoid, but lacking anything other than a set of eyes, and a smile in the shape of a smirk. Nari’s gaze locked on the white spaces that represented eyes on the shadow form, coming to rest as she faced it. Moments of silence passed between them as Nari simply stared, waiting. ‘What is it that is expected of me.’ The shadow form waved a hand, and beside it a door appeared. Pitch black, and outlined in white, it

Nari cocked her head in surprise as the little piece of food bounced off Yuki’s face, a moment later the fox scooping it up and chirping in a mixture of discontent at being hit, and happiness at having found food. She glanced at Oji, a smile on her face. “That uh…didn’t go as planned…” Grabbing another piece from her pouch – affixed to her lower back, well hidden from sight as it blended in with the dress she was wearing – she prepared another throw. “Alright, Yuki. This time I want you to block the piece – not with your face. With your body, or tail, or paws…or…something. Maybe your fac

She remembered handing over the music box. She remembered Cleo admitting that the criticism hadn’t been taken well – and as far as Nari was concerned, not given well either. She remembered Cleo attempting the music box and quickly giving up when the familiar didn’t immediately appear. She also, vaguely, remembered Cleo mentioning a chest without a lid. ‘So, where the hell are we, and why does my memory contain nothing about arriving here?’ The darkness seemed lit with artificial light, and she could see a collection of rubble that seemed to belong to a cave in, or collapse. ‘I’m suddenly

Nari flushed slightly, remember the time in the sands. She had noticed the sable then, but everything had been so… well, she’d been distracted. Unaware of her surroundings for the most part. “If I’m being honest, I… wasn’t really paying attention during the quest. I was… focused. It happens… when people can get hurt.” She remembered the many similar occasions, where her focus had been on protecting those around her. A twitch on her face, as she thought back to events from long ago, some with less pleasant endings than others. “I’m… yes, I’m retraining Yuki. She did an amazing job at helpi

She physically jumped at the voice, suddenly realising that the man had been seated beside her. She’d been so lost in her thoughts that she hadn’t noticed him at first. As he stepped up to open the door, Nari backed off to give him space, bowing slightly before entering the home. “Thank you, but no to the coffee. I think I’ve had a little too much caffeine lately…Any more and I may not sleep before we clear the hundredth floor…” She noticed suddenly that she had been petting a small furry head, one slightly smaller than the head of the winter fox that was curled on her shoulders. Glancin

She glanced around her, looking for the source of the voice, but coming up empty. The area was empty, aside from herself. ‘Not only am I imagining myself in places, but now I’m also imaging voices alongside it all… that’s just great. ‘Really, is that all you think I am? Just your imagination running wild?’ The voice still seemed to come from within herself, but Nari also seemed to sense a tone of hurt within it, as if it was insulted by the idea. Somehow it felt as if the voice came from another, as if it was someone else inside her mind. ‘Well, aren’t you an aware one. Mostly people ass

Settling down into a seated position, folding her legs beneath her and placing her hands palm upwards on her thighs, Nari closed her eyes. Trying to clear her mind, she turned her focus inwards, attempting to push out the sound of the water falling beside her. ‘Why do you disturb my home, my place of rest?’ The sudden voice spooked Nari. She hadn’t truly expected anything to occur, much less a voice to reach out to her almost immediately after she had entered her meditative state. Snapping her eyes open, she saw that her surroundings had changed. Gone was the waterfall and pool, th

Fox curled around her shoulders, Nari made her way along the edge of the water, following a path that led behind the waterfall itself. As she approached the falling water, she could feel the spray against her exposed skin, and taking a deep breath she forced herself to quickly pass through the water – her eyes closing as it slammed into her shoulders. It was nowhere near as powerful as the waterfall she’d encountered on one of her first quests, but the water was cold against the otherwise warm air, bringing a chill to her. The few pieces she still wore were thoroughly soaked, and Nari to

Nothing jumped out to attack her as she made her way to the edge of the small body of water that the waterfall fed into. Nor did anything rush to assault her as she made her way around the edge towards the waterfall itself. Her eyes roamed the woods around for a time, before realising that she was, most likely, truly safe here. Taking in the area, she noticed for the first time a rock – flat upon its top and showing signs of wear from time – situated before the waterfall. At first Nari had assumed that it had been worn away by the waterfall itself, but upon closer inspection she realised

Her eyes roamed over the open fields of the garden, gazing over the flowers, bushes, trees and grasses. She saw a collection of different animals – the moss covered wolves, and those odd scissor handed creatures – roaming the garden. A moment after she had entered, Astreya appeared behind her. Turning to smile at the girl, she waved an arm towards the garden. “Welcome back, to Nemo’s paradise. So, should we start by foraging? Work on some combat routine against some wolves? Or maybe strip down and relax in the sunlight?” She let a laugh out, that likely sounded forced as she tried to figu

The flashing notification caught Nari’s attention before the corresponding ding could reach her ears. A quick glance over the message, and she turned to make her way towards the western edge of the settlement. She could see the coming storm on the horizon, the winds beginning pick up as the first layer of snow began to fall. It wouldn’t be ideal for what they were about to do, but Nari took comfort in it anyways, as did the little fox on her shoulders. As she made her way along the path, she spotted the figure of Astreya from a distance, waving and calling out to the girl as she got close

The sound of water pulled Nari from her internal monologue of curses and promises. Rushing over the most recent hill, she found herself facing a waterfall – nearly three metres in height. She felt, as her eyes fell upon it, a sudden serenity. It was as if there was an aura over the entire area, calling her in. She hesitated for a moment, a sudden chill down her spine making her wonder if entering the area was the best idea. Nothing immediately stood out to her as a danger… and yet something about the entire area had Nari on alert. She paused on the hilltop for several minutes, survey

She had been wandering the forest floor for hours now, cursing the woman who had sent her off on this foolish journey. All that Onóra had told her, was that there was some sort of waterfall that would mark the entrance, the beginning to the quest. Nari hadn’t been able to get any other details out of her – or her other sources, clearly forced into silence by Onóra, something that bothered Nari slightly. She’d been forced to take what little details the woman had deigned she’d need, and set off towards… whatever this was supposed to be. Sighing for the uncounted time that morning, she pull

“I am so late…” The words came out as a groan, mimicking the groan that escaped her as she rolled out of bed. It was still dark outside – it was always dark outside, here – but Nari’s glance at the time told her what she already knew. Somehow the alarm had failed to wake her when she wanted, and the only thing that had brought her to wakefulness was Onóra harshly throwing a pillow at her from the door, the sound of Nari’s alarm clearly disturbing the other woman. She had scarfed down what could be called breakfast, before collecting Yuki and making her way towards the front door. Calling

The battle over, Nari felt the calmness leave her, and a sudden rush of emotions roll over her. She knew how hurtful her questions had been, and as the girl snapped at her – albeit relatively kindly, all things considered, Nari felt her face downturn in reaction. “No, you can open it. I’m… sorry, I didn’t mean to be so rude. I… get focused on battle. I just… look, I don’t want you getting hurt, so sometimes I say… well, things don’t always come out right.” She took a breath, rolling her shoulders and stepping towards the girl, holding out her right hand awkwardly – the shield on her arm w

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Turning from the woman she had been talking to, Nari smiled at the newcomer, starting to give off her standard greeting before slowly stuttering out. She cocked her head at the newcomer, her smiling slipping slightly before she managed to pull it back into place. Glancing at the weapons on the table, her composure seemed to return to her. Nodding, she took a few sketches of the pieces before speaking to the girl – her eyes still trained on the weapons as she spoke. “I can have these ready shortly. You can wait here it you want, or come back a bit later. Oh – and you can hold on to these.”

Her message to Onóra complete, Nari palmed the send key gingerly, wondering what the woman would think of her request. She knew it was completely out of the blue, and likely might cause some confusion – or worse… The sudden alert of an incoming message startled her from her thoughts. She quickly keyed open the menu, amazed at how quickly the reply had come – even a simple yes should’ve taken longer with how much she’d written. ‘Unless she didn’t read it all…’ Heart suddenly constricting, she frantically opened the message, her eyes drifting over it so quickly that words almost seemed

Turning towards the north, Nari will begin walking a path she had taken many times over the past number of days. She still couldn’t believe the rumour led to the Ming Garden. She could remember being there only days ago, moving through the walkways with… “Come on, it’s this way. I’ve been there… recently. With a friend.” A brief pause as she seems to draw inwards, thinking about something. “I don’t remember seeing any… ghost… last time I was there, but perhaps it depends on the time of day, or the party in attendance… or some other initializing factor.” A few steps before she turns,