Nymoria

Her hand twitched in response to the burning sensation that was beginning to build in it, the muscles protesting the difficult slow, careful movements that she was forcing them through. The movement was enough to snap the stem, and corresponding flowers at the top into nothing more than shards, leaving Nymoria with an empty hand where the flower had once been. Sighing heavily, she pulled her hand out of the garden, staring at the spot of her failure as she considered her options now that the piece was gone forever. She glanced at the other flowers, but saw nothing else that stood out to

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Nymoria’s hand latched around one of the blue flower’s stems, carefully grasping it and giving it a soft twist, breaking only the stem where it connected with the ground and freeing the remainder. She slowly pulled it back towards her, cognisant of the various thorny plants and areas that could easily destroy the piece upon her retrieval. She could feel her breath slow to a stop as she wound it free to safety, only releasing once the flower was in the open air and away from the garden itself. She carefully and quickly deposited it into her inventory, before letting her hand relax and calm.

I look forward to what you have to offer me, at the end of the challenge. Let us begin, then? There was a touch of something that sounded like half-controlled laughter in the goddesses’ voice, and Nymoria found herself thankful that she hadn’t been immediately struck down. A quick nod, and she turned over to the flowers themselves, trying to carefully pluck them from the stems that connected them to the ground. The return of Musei had caused her a sudden shift in weight, however, and she almost smacked him in response before noticing the flowers he carried in his mouth. She smiled gratef

Nymoria stood still for a few moments after the voice in her head had fallen silent, uncertain of whether she should be responding, or simply beginning to set about her own creation. Aphrodite seemed content to remain in place, her hand hovering beneath the flower it had been resting near, her eyes and smile still pointed towards the player. The silence stretching between them – something that Nymoria was normally used to, and yet in this moment found somewhat uncomfortable – as each waited for the other to say, or do, something. Nymoria’s eyes shifted away from the goddess, unable to h

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She knew that Aphrodite was awaiting her response, but Nymoria found herself motionless as she considered the question more in depth. An immediate answer had come to her, one which she felt wasn’t justly given the circumstances, and found herself falling into a motionless silence as she pondered the question further. Her eyes hovered over the garden, taking into consideration the entire area, before a thought came to her. Her hands moved of their own volition, and Nymoria wasn’t even entirely aware of the question itself until it had been fully formed and shared. Why would the gods and go

Through some effect of the words, Nymoria found herself relaxing entirely, the tension that had been gathering within her seemingly dispelled in an instant by the words of the goddess. Her smile, still shy and reserved, had lost the tightness that came from the polite attempts at maintaining its exact shape and size, replaced instead by something that felt more natural. She wasn’t sure what had caused the sudden change in her demeanor, but whatever it was she felt more at ease instantly. There, that’s better. Come, let us head into the gardens where we can talk more peacefully. The goddes

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Whatever Nymoria was expecting, the woman standing in the doorway with a smile upon her face and appearance that took away Nymoria’s breath, wasn’t it. Golden hair with a reddish hue, soft hazel eyes and a pale complexion that all seemed far more beautiful than Nymoria could ever have imagined possible, all standing with its hands clasped before it and a glimmer in its eyes that bespoke of someone happy to see her. It was almost too much for Nymoria, and she found herself pulling to a stop just within the entryway, her eyes opening wide and her mouth shifting as if she wanted to say something.

Nymoria had held off to the side, watching as the trio worked their way through what appeared to be a pile of collected junk and garbage, searching for chests that would contain some sort of valuables – or at least, that’s what they were told. As each pulled out a variety of items, each somehow more disgusting in a way than the last, she couldn’t help but giggle to herself, wondering if they had been duped into some sort of weird cleanup mission. She was glad that she hadn’t been roped into it, at least. If you are done playing with the garbage, let’s head back to Dorian and get this don

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The remainder of the climb continued in silence, Nymoria following the Satyr’s steps slowly up the side of the mountain as the minutes ticked away into hours. She hadn’t considered how long the climb would take, but as the lunch hour arrived and she felt herself slowly becoming hungry as the peak came closer and closer to them. She refused, however, to comment on her state, determined instead to suffer through until such time as they were offered a rest from the exertion that they were facing. As if in response to her growing discomfort, the break came upon her as they arrived at the gate

The slope up the mountain began taxing far quicker than Nymoria would’ve wanted to admit, her legs beginning to burn slightly at the exertion that they were being put through. Her guide, in contrast, appeared to have little challenge with the climb itself, moving as if it were natural for them. Her eyes spied the hooves, and not for the first time she wondered if it weren’t an easy walk for the creature due to its appendages; an advantage that it received due to the pathway it would have had to take on a consistent basis. Do you need to stop and take a break? I’ve been told that these cli

The voice came a few seconds later, and although it didn’t seem familiar to Nymoria, a glance towards the speaker’s face brought a soft smile to her expression as she remembered the blonde haired man from the snowscapes of the fourth floor. Shaking her head slightly, she gave another bow, before greeting him in kind. It is good to see you again, Star. The sign that she used for his name was odd, a combination of both hands brought into the form of an actual star; in turn causing the system to pause in its translation for a singular moment as it associated the action with an actual word.