Nari-Lanreth 0 Posted March 7 Author #21 Share Posted March 7 He'd started down a typical path of responding with a tinge of sarcasm, a response that Nari expected and one that she knew she herself would've done in the same situation. She was, however, caught by surprise when he stopped and shifted into a serious tone. She listened, her eyes showing the shock where her facial expression remained stoic, as he explained the truth behind their similarities. An obvious factor now that they'd shared as much as they had, and yet somehow nice to hear spoken aloud in earnest and without restriction. "It's nice to hear you say it, aloud. Thanks, for the honesty." She considered saying more, before realising she'd just be repeating what Freyd had already said to her earlier - a fact that felt hollow when she considered it. Instead, she chose her next words carefully before speaking them. "I'll keep howling as long as you do, then." Her attention was drawn to the piece that Freyd had found, her eyes settling on the metallic piece as she listened to him point out the fact that it was an oddity among the two cultures. Her brow furrowed slightly as she considered it, the words coming naturally as she thought aloud. "Either a gift from...someone else, or there was a third party in this location. Outside interference...wouldn't really be that surprising, when you think about it." The doors opened as Freyd found the controls, and Nari glanced into the darkness with a small bit of apprehension. "Now, the smart thing would be to have a glowstone, right? That's what a smart person would do, but you see, I - being the highly intelligent individual that I am, and well prepared for anything - may have left mine at home." She placed her right hand on the side of the tunnel wall, feeling it on her palm as she considered her options. "Feel like playing a game of leading the blind?" Link to post Share on other sites
Freyd 0 Posted March 9 #22 Share Posted March 9 (edited) Internally, his machine mind logic was screaming at him not to trust, not to risk, and keep all possible distance and precautions in place. Countering the harshness of those instincts was an empathic and familiar voice tinged with female and Irish overtones. She was the one to nurture his fledgling humanity to emerge and assert itself against the cold and dark defenses that had forged themselves around his heart. Somewhere between paranoia and understanding, there stood a Freyd, who amazingly reached out to take a risk. "We both lead the blind on a regular basis - notably including those who still think themselves sighted." Nari would feel the warmth and gentle press of spindly fingers on her vambrace, lifting her arm to place her palm upon his shoulder. His back was open and vulnerable, and he knew it. In this death game, there was no greater risk and it was one the Whisper understood completely. Part of him wondered at how much the inner tension carried through the muscles in his shoulder. Cardinal could be surprisingly precise and meticulous with such details, when it chose to be. Setting himself to the task at hand, he led them slowly and steadily deeper into the tunnel, offering occasional warning or instructions regarding outcroppings, trip hazards or open ledges. After a half an hour of slow creeping, the two spotted a subtle phosphorescent glow ahead, emerging into a large open cavern overgrown with lichen and other organic growths. A virtual fungal forest spread out beyond the extent of their vision, sprawling into adjoining side caverns and tunnels in a manner that would have pleased any Jules Verne enthusiasts. "Not what I was expecting," Freyd breathed, struggling to keep the wonder out of his voice. Despite his practiced calm, the scale and splendor of the place was undeniable and only grew more intense as they wandered deeper into the subterranean wood. Various flights of insects flittered about the space, providing ambiance and believability to the scenery. It even felt alive. "So, if you were a mystical cypher rune, where would you hang out?" *** ID 219839 | LD 5+7=12 | Searching for Treasure Chest (Failed) Edited March 9 by Freyd Link to post Share on other sites
Nari-Lanreth 0 Posted March 10 Author #23 Share Posted March 10 The soft glow ahead had felt like a blinding spotlight after the everlasting darkness that she had willingly followed Freyd into, her hesitation overcome by the sudden trust she'd felt in the other player. Something about their connection had driven home quickly, and any thoughts of concern had been driven away even as she'd offered to head in blindly - trusting that he'd make sure they made it through safely. The hand on his back had been soft, her touch both firm enough to ensure she knew where he was and which way to head, but also resistant as if she was uncertain about the contact. Regardless of her hesitation and restraint, she'd followed his directions without question; knowing that he wouldn't lead her astray and that once the darkness had consumed them she had no choice - she'd placed her life in his hands, and had no options other than to accept that he would keep her alive and well. She was, however, excited to be able to see again when they'd arrived at the soft glow. Her hand had come away from Freyd's shoulder only once she was certain that her sight would be capable enough to guide herself, and as she entered the large cavernous area she found herself slowing to a stop in wonder, taking in the area just as Freyd did. Her eyes alighted on the central aspect of the cavern, a large tree-like substance that seemed to house a soft glow - an obvious sign of approach leading towards it as if calling the players forwards and onwards. "Now, I'm no tracking or searching expert - and definitely not a betting person - but...that does look kinda...you know, stand-out-ish in nature?" Even as she pointed in the direct, a needless effort as far as she was concerned, a flicker of movement caught her eye. She glanced over and noticed a humanoid shape moving to the centre of the hole, as if standing guard against any who might try and trespass the area. It only made Nari wonder how many more obvious signs and pointers the game could provide towards the location; an obvious sign of their destination if she'd ever seen one. Link to post Share on other sites
Freyd 0 Posted March 10 #24 Share Posted March 10 "None shall near the Tree of Mourning! Not while I still have life to give!" "Uh... sure? That's a little overdramatic, don't you think?" Freyd chuckled internally at the paradox. "We've come to help put an end to the war between the elves and treants, at the request of Queen Haelia herself. Rest easy, big boi. There's no need for us to fight." "LIES," barked the wood-clad guardian, even as it dawned upon the Whisper how much this figure resembled both parties to the conflict. "Your kind have wrought nothing but harm since your arrival in these lands. Elves and treant alike have been afflicted by your greed, fighting over the cypher rune and the powers it grants. If you speak true, then you must endure what the forest has endured, for she will be the one to judge you." Rushing forward before either player could respond, it made its attack, Freyd sidestepping it with ease. "Hey, now. There's not need for any of that. Dial it back a bit and maybe we can talk this out?" It wasn't in Freyd's nature to simply accept getting stabbed without due process. Another player - one he'd counted as a friend had struck him once, in reactive haste. He'd nearly turned her into dust for the incident, the look of abject terror in her eyes freshly stirred up in his memories. "No," came the guardian's abrupt retort. "Blood is the basis and nature of the trial. To deny the sacrifice is to declare yourself an enemy." It moved with speed and precision akin to a dungeon boss, forcing him to wring himself about like a pretzel to keep clear. "Fine!" Freyd snarled back, surprising bitterness soon replaced with calm as he snatched the tip of the thrust spear in mid air. "Fine." Echo to his own word, it came the second time without the vitriol of its predecessor. "If that's what you require, then you can have it." Standing from his crouched stance, the Whisper pulled the tip of the spear to align with his chest, and thin layer of black cloth he wore as protection. Tilting its large mask-like helm in response, the Mourning Guard paused, then thrust with all its might. *** Mourning guard automatically hits Freyd. DMG (165-45=120) Freyd | HP: 1040/1160 (1160-120) | EN: 154/154 | DMG: 21 | MIT: 45 | EVA: 4 | ACC: 7 (inc. AA) | BH: 63 | LD: 6 | BLGT: 32 | PARA IMMUNE | P.V.O | REC: 8 | STK: 40 Link to post Share on other sites
Nari-Lanreth 0 Posted March 11 Author #25 Share Posted March 11 The thing that had moved turned out to be humanoid indeed, and as the Mourning Guard approached, it's voice beckoned towards them. The cry was far from welcoming however, and Nari found herself glancing towards Freyd for suggestion and support as the creature declared them foe, not friend. Her hands had moved automatically, summoning spear and shield to position as she considered the conflict that was very clearly approaching - a fight that she wasn't even sure they should be having. Apprehension took over and Nari found herself waiting to see what Freyd would do, naturally letting the more aware and capable player take control of the situation. Something that she found herself thankful for, as Freyd led them towards a more peaceful resolution with the guardian - or, at least that was what she had assumed would occur. Instead, she watched as the confrontation escalated, eventually leading to Freyd being stabbed by the creature. Nari's muscles twitched in response, and she found herself taking a step towards the other player before realising he hadn't moved in response. A quick check confirmed that he wasn't held in place through any status effect, and although it took her a second, she realised that he had willingly let the blade strike him. Uncertain, but trusting in his judgement, Nari lowered her own shield and weapon, turning to the guardian. "We'll do whatever is required in order to prove our trust, and the willingness to overcome this conflict peacefully."Mourning Guard hits automatically [165-179] = 1 damage Nari-Lanreth | Lv. 33 | P. 57 | HP [939/940] | EN [106/106] | ACC [4] | DMG [9] | MIT [179] | F.AURA [32 MIT; 16 DMG] B.Healing [+51] | STEALTH [-5] | FRSTBT [40 DMG; -1 ACC] | THORNS [72] | PARA [8+] | HM [+4 B.DMG] Link to post Share on other sites
Freyd 0 Posted March 11 #26 Share Posted March 11 Jerking reflexively as the guardian's spear left his body only to be thrust into a different part, there was a limit to how many free shots this thing was going to get. Watching a similar attack have negligible impact when made against Nari, he wondered what sort of ordeal this might be for less experienced players. Most of them would likely choose violence instead, and he couldn't really blame them. Nodding in agreement to his partner's words, Freyd felt compelled to pile on. "You could also really stop with the stabbing at any time, since it really isn't conducive to our purpose. Or, you can keep at it, if you want, but after a certain point you're really just proving how fruitless this entire war has been." A final pivot and stab against Nari's far heavier armor clanked sufficiently loudly to amplify his words. This was the first moment since switching his own armor for lighter fare that he'd truly come close to regretting the choice. Standing still in combat wasn't normally part of his repertoire. A quick sideways glance confirmed that the mob's strike had done nothing to the knightess. As quickly as they had begun, the attacks ceased. "Oh good. Much better. Can we try with the words now?" *** Freyd regains 63hp from BH. Mourning guard automatically hits Freyd. DMG (165-45=120) Freyd | HP: 983/1160 (1040+63-120) | EN: 154/154 | DMG: 21 | MIT: 45 | EVA: 4 | ACC: 7 (inc. AA) | BH: 63 | LD: 6 | BLGT: 32 | PARA IMMUNE | P.V.O | REC: 8 | STK: 40 Link to post Share on other sites
Nari-Lanreth 0 Posted March 12 Author #27 Share Posted March 12 "You truly do not mean harm...you are honest in your words." Nari gave a single glance towards Freyd, resisting the urge to roll her eyes in a highly visible manner. Sighing, she gave a soft nod in response, realising that her sarcasm would likely only do more harm than good in the current situation - and although the attacks from the creature had done little to her own health bar, she had noticed the significant dip in Freyd's own; a sign that he had taken more of a beating than Nari liked. One that she wasn't going to force the man to continue with, now that it had appeared as though the guard was willing to speak. "We were earnest in our plea to end the war between Treant and Elf. I'm sure - or at least, I assume - there was a good cause for the beginning of this war...but it's time to put aside that hatred, that anger...it's time to look to the future of both races. Because if you don't...there won't be a future." She could see the creature staring at her, the faceless expression almost unnerving in a way. Fighting back against the desire to shiver, she continued onwards with her own words, deciding it was best to press the idea before it could think about becoming violent again at a misunderstanding. "The Treants and Elves alike cannot survive a generation lasting war, much less a multi-generational conflict. One, or both most likely, will die off before a resolution - and if one of you remains, you'll be in such a horrible position from all the fighting, the loss of good members of your groups, that rebuilding may be improbable, if not impossible." She took a step to the side, careful not to approach. Even though it had stopped stabbing them for the moment, she had no doubt that it would begin it's assault anew if they came across aggressive or dangerous in any way whatsoever. "Would it not be better for both groups to find peace, to come together and thrive...rather than bloodshed that leaves both sides broken and brittle? You have a chance at a future that sees growth and prosperity...would you not want to jump, to dive for such a chance?"Mourning Guard hits automatically [165-179] = 1 damage Nari-Lanreth | Lv. 33 | P. 57 | HP [938/940] | EN [106/106] | ACC [4] | DMG [9] | MIT [179] | F.AURA [32 MIT; 16 DMG] B.Healing [+51] | STEALTH [-5] | FRSTBT [40 DMG; -1 ACC] | THORNS [72] | PARA [8+] | HM [+4 B.DMG] Link to post Share on other sites
Freyd 0 Posted March 13 #28 Share Posted March 13 "Right? Right!" Freyd first seemed to satirically question then seek to reinforce Nari's assertions. "What she said. All of it. Good job." A swift pat on the shoulder was made awkward by the pair of glaring orange punctures in this torso. "Ned, says 'hi', by the way, and recommended that we should recover this 'cypher rune'-thingy as a means of ushering in said peace." The lanky darkly-clade male bobbed and weaved around like a wet piece of spaghetti trying - and failing - in its efforts to remain upright against gravity. "The elder tree is wise, if occasionally stubborn." No explanation seemed forthcoming, conjuring the image of pots and kettles in Freyd's mind. At best, it seemed to be some reference to whatever might have sparked the conflict in the first place, but he really didn't care. Even being the lore-fiend that he was, the prospect of more deaths on both sides was too pressing to allow for the sake of delving. "Fill us in next time? Yeah?" Stuffing a pair of spindly-fingered hands into missing pockets, Freyd teetered back and forth on the heels of his boots, wondering if 'plodding' was somehow a celebrated trait among both factions. No wonder the war had lasted so long. They clearly had no concept of brevity or how to conceive a proper skirmish. The faceless guardian merely surveyed him in stillness and silence for a few long moments. "If I give you the seed, this place will fade from splendor and I will wither with it - until the next cycle begins. Be sure to mark the significance of its passing." Mouth opening and words streaming to the tip of his tongue, they all remained unspoken as the wooden figure completely removed its head and handed it to Nari. The sound of a snapping twig was all it made as he turned over his charge, causing the rest of his body to collapse to the ground and shrivel inward on itself. The Whisper's mouth snapped shut in time with a wrinkled brow. "A tad dramatic, Mourn," he added with a quiet, private smirk. "But your sacrifice is truly appreciated." Strange, subterranean twilight was already settling over the cave, the power of the place having instantly been diminished by its loss. "Let's hope it was worth it." Link to post Share on other sites
Nari-Lanreth 0 Posted March 13 Author #29 Share Posted March 13 Nari held out her hand as the Mourning Guard approached her, her hand open and awaiting the cypher rune's placement upon her palm. She watched in slight horror, ever growing, as the thing before her reached up and ripped off it's entire head, placing the piece of it's body into her grasp before collapsing to the floor. Silence stretched for a few seconds as Nari's brain tried to process what just happened. When she was able to think - to a degree - again, she slowly turned to Freyd with a horrified look on her face, and opened her mouth. "Gross...gross....GROSSGROSSGROSSGROSS! TAKE IT! TAKEITTAKEITTAKEITTTTTT!" Her scream seemed to echo around the chamber as the emotions swept forwards suddenly, the normal calmness of her demeaner giving way as pure disgust and fear overwhelmed her, the hand holding the head shaking visibly as it reached out towards Freyd, her eyes shifting between Freyd and the head in a chaotic manner. "Ewewewewewewewewewwwwwww why would it...why did it do....ewwwwwwwwwwwwwww" Whether he took the head or not, her hand suddenly snapped backwards, wiping against the dress of her armour in an attempt to remove any semblance of the tree's existence from her skin. Once she had wiped it to a point where she felt it was relatively clean, she looked back up at Freyd with an apologetic expression. "Sorry...little bit...uh...yeah...sorry. Should we head back to Ned...and get this thing handed over to him?" Link to post Share on other sites
Freyd 0 Posted March 14 #30 Share Posted March 14 (edited) Freyd's eyes widened to swallow saucers at Nari's outburst while he mentally struggled to decipher what had set her off. Cowl swiveling to and fro, seeking some sort of external stimulus she might have noticed that he hadn't, it wasn't until he realized that she was basically tossing the guard's head his way that he finally clued in. "You're... squeamish?! YOU?" A heartfelt guffaw bellowed out, completely inappropriate to the solemnity of the context - the mourning guard having just sacrificed itself for the sake of its woods. "Huh. Wouldn't have figured that," he finally added, his normally pale face actually flushed from the exertion, voice hoarse and raw and he struggled to croak out his words. Collecting the faceless stump of a noggin the thing had left behind, from where Nari had dropped it, he dusted off its surprisingly smooth features and stared into their absence as if it were a mirror. With his cowl up, it might as well have been. A moment's pensive connection showed as he placed his open palm upon the surface, as if tracing strange, invisible lines. The act drained any lingering mirth from him, replacing it with a saddened serenity. "Yes, you're right," he replied, as she suggested they depart, still sounding throaty like he hadn't quite yet digested whatever frog he'd attempted to swallow. Part of him wanted to push and ask what spurred such an extreme reaction, but that might prove more embarrassing or haunting than the outburst itself. "Thank you, my friend," he whispered with unexpected reverence to the hunk of wood as he tucked it under his arm and turned to leave. Edited March 14 by Freyd Link to post Share on other sites
Nari-Lanreth 0 Posted March 16 Author #31 Share Posted March 16 She felt herself hum in response to the outburst of humour from Freyd, her face blushing softly in response to the jesting. She knew it was in good nature, as much surprise that she'd reacted the way she had. Not that she felt she had to defend herself, and yet she found herself speaking anyways - determined to clear the air to some degree before moving onwards. "I wasn't really expecting it to rip it's own head off...and you know, ick. I mean, I'm all for like...fighting and stuff, but...it handed me it's head. Like it was nothing. That's like...eeiiickkk." She stopped talking as she shivered in thought, a tingling running down her spine that felt familiar to the one she'd felt when the head had been thrown at her. Trying to get away from the feeling and memory, she stepped after Freyd, making her way back towards the darkness and their way out of the underground labyrinth. She walked in silence for a few moments, before speaking up again - her mind unable to keep the thoughts reeling inside her any longer. "Do you think that what we do here has any impact? Not on ourselves, or our freedom or...anything. But on...this." She waved a hand as if to encompass the entirety of the world around them. As the darkness had closed in around her, she realised she couldn't see the movement, although she had no doubts that Freyd would be able to, his enhanced vision giving an edge that she didn't have. "Is everything we're doing here all for nothing, other than a glimmer of hope for escape, or do you think there's more to it? A way in which Cardinal can...grow, somehow? An effect that could be taken and applied elsewhere. Lessons that can be learnt, to those beyond the ones who may be able to survive, and return one day." Link to post Share on other sites
Freyd 0 Posted March 17 #32 Share Posted March 17 (edited) Freyd genuinely smiled as Nari struggled to explain her reaction. Not because she was embarrassed, but because it was so very human to feel the need to conjoin the bond of emotions over such a moment. Grace dictated a courteous silence and acceptance. Mirth smiled in his eyes alone, revealing weary laugh lines few rarely realized were there, most especially himself. They walked in the void again for a time, Freyd serving as guide once more and placing his companion's hand upon his shoulder, this time without reservation or hesitation. They were just emerging from the underground when Nari spoke once more, asking a very familiar existential question. Something twinkled behind his eyes as she spoke the words, though he kept his cowl in place to hide it. "This is a death game, right?" Not quite the response he imagined her expecting. "After all, those who perish never return - at least so far as we know." He paused again, as if leaving space between his breadcrumbs. "And we know this because we were told. But, who told us? Our jailor?" Mischief curled the visible edges of his lips exposed beneath the framing of his hood. "This world is a lie, Nari. As is everything we have ever been told about it. Kayaba proved himself a liar dozens of times over in the very infancy of our digital existence. Why should we possibly cling to any of his words as if they contained even an inkling of truth? Because the best lies always do? Meh. Can our presence here make a difference? Can we change things here?" He laughed aloud at the rational absurdity of the questions. "Nari, we don't even actually know if we are here. Think on that. Given everything that the Nerve Gear could allegedly achieve, would it be so far afield to consider that we might not even and truly be in here at all? If they could create all this, couldn't they just recreate images of us in here as mobs, as well?" Turning and tilting up his head so she could see, his eyes left no doubt that he meant every word with utter seriousness. "We don't even know that we are who we think we are. We might be nothing more than figments within figments, playing out infinite permutations in the bowels of Cardinal's memory banks. Descartes would be very proud," he added, chuckling again. "But we are more than mere doubting things - or, I am at least. The rest of you can make up your own bloody minds. I am also a very capable liar, most especially to myself when I don't want to believe a thing, or desperately feel a need to believe it over all other evidence to the contrary. People are funny that way." Turning his gaze forward again, he led them back into the woods, sights set upon the Groves at Baobab. "It's a conundrum that I call 'The Thing Behind All Lies', and it lays at the core of our existence, behind all veneers including the questions you are asking. Are we changing the world around us? Of course we are, because we are changing ourselves. Maybe we are real. Maybe we are not. What does any of that even mean? What is 'truth' versus existence?" They had reached the outskirts of the Treant's sacred place before either of them could register the full depth of the mind delve such thoughts could provoke. "The only questions that really matter, Ms.Not-Lanreth, are: what do you want your world to be, and who do you want yourself to be while in it? Everything beyond that is merely an obstacle or a tool towards achieving it." Edited March 17 by Freyd Link to post Share on other sites
Nari-Lanreth 0 Posted March 18 Author #33 Share Posted March 18 She fell silent as Freyd explained his perception on everything; a perception that Nari found interestingly dismissive of the possibilities that lay within itself, and yet somehow also encompassing all of the counter arguments that came to mind for her when she listened. For a while she walked in silence, simply following Freyd's lead as they made their way back to the grove, content to fall into her thoughts and consider everything she'd heard from the man. She didn't necessarily agree with everything - nor did she disagree with it all, and while she knew there was things should could say in contrast or contradiction, or even in pure argument, she realised that it was all pointless. Washing away the minutiae that flowed around her mind, she instead decided to focus back on the present moment at hand. As they came up to the grove itself, she considered everything she'd learnt about Freyd during their travels together, and everything they had accomplished. When she spoke, her voice was filled with a warmth, albeit quiet, tone. "No matter what the outcome of all of this is, even if it's nothing more than an entire figment of imagination within imagination, inside of someone's figment of imagination...I'm happy to have met you. All of the people I've met in here, I'm happy to have met - even the ones I don't necessarily get along with...it's been a point in my life that I hope to never lose. If I do...well, I feel like that would be losing a part of myself, in many ways. Even if it's all not real in any way." She knew that there was nothing more she could say on the topic, and instead she turned her attention towards the grove, nodding in the direction of the moving Treants ahead of them. "Shall we take the head to Ned? Ha...sorry, should we provide Ned with the cypher and get this quest over and done with? My head's swimming...and I feel a calling for home, and perhaps a bit of relaxation after all of this." Link to post Share on other sites
Freyd 0 Posted March 19 #34 Share Posted March 19 "Real is what we make it, Nari, and I share your sentiment. It's been a pleasure to get to know you too. These aren't subjects that everyone cares to discuss. It might be safe to say that you have to have seen a certain side of Fate to be open to it." Dropping off the rune was surprisingly underwhelming. While Treants treasure their traditions, they don't tend to stand for much in the way of ceremony. Ned merely nodded, confirming that they'd brought the right object, instructing them to return it to Queen Haelia with his blessing. He would know that the task was done by the blooming of the woods. If they failed to keep their promise, it was made abundantly clear that the Treants intended to march on Ellesmora in force, and that nothing could stop them if they did. There was no doubt in their minds that he meant every word. Making their way back to the elven capital as swiftly as they could, Freyd was able to find them a few shortcut by retracing some familiar backwood trails. So much had been said up to this point that their travels were filled this time with silent appreciation of the smallest elements of life surrounding them. Perhaps the world was reacting to the rune itself. Freyd preferred to think that they were just more open to the beauty native to it, yet often concealed behind the cluttering noises of daily drudgery. "Something, something, smelling and roses," as he put it. Dusk was nearing twilight by the time they reached the elven gates. "Would you like to do the honours," he asked, offering to carry the Mourning Guard's head, but let Nari conclude their promise to the Queen. "It seems only fitting, given our last encounter. Something tells me she would appreciate it more if it was you." Link to post Share on other sites
Nari-Lanreth 0 Posted March 22 Author #35 Share Posted March 22 They had returned to Ned, producing the cypher that the Treant had sent them to receive, only to be redirected back to where the entirety of the quest had begun. Nari gave a soft sigh, pre-emptively getting annoyed with the fact that the quest had not yet been completed. She turned to Freyd with a soft shake of her head before following the man back along the pathways that would lead them to the Elven city. Her eyes passed over familiar areas as they made their way around, spotting where they had first battled the Treant, as well as the watch on the parapets of the gates themselves - all appearing different, and yet similar in a manner. She wondered about that, as she passed beneath the gates, only to stop as Freyd paused, waving her onwards. "Sure, I'll make sure to tell the queen that you were too scared to come meet her - something about a past experience, make it real good. I'm sure if I leave it elusive enough it'll cause quite the commotion in the courts...for a time, at least." It only made her remember that every thing in this world reset, and she felt another pang of cold pass through her spine at the thought. Nothing in this world truly lasts. Do we? She wasn't sure, and the more she dwelled on it, the more uncomfortable she felt. She gave one last glance towards Freyd, forcing a smile on her face as she considered how best to part with the man. "I had a...well, I don't know if I'd call it fun, but definitely an enlightening time. Next time...well, next time let's not take on a quest where we get to see something rip it's head off and present it like a platter for consumption." Another shiver passed over her at the memory, and she quickly gave a curtsy to cover it up. Turning towards the courts, she set her shoulders and paced forwards, ready to present the token of peace to the queen and assembled. It wouldn't be an everlasting peace, but perhaps Nari could at least find solace in the singular moment of it all, while it lasted. Thread Summary Word Count: 16,107 Nari-Lanreth 12,274 EXP | [16,107/10x10x0.7] + 1,000 [Quest] 2,459 col| 450 col [Quest] + 2,009 [Laurel's Wreath] Freyd 19,032 EXP | [16,107/10x16x0.7] + 1,000 [Quest] 3.704 col | 450 [Quest] + 400 [Thread Progression] + 2,854 [Laurel's Wreath] Link to post Share on other sites
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