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Naeris Maial ([personal profile] snackattacks) wrote in [community profile] buttsbuttsbuttsmate2018-05-20 09:42 pm

Would you like to hear about our lord and savior, Lliira?

[Dated prior to the gnome-influenced dungeon! If anyone has questions about Lliira or wants to have an early morning chat with Naeris, here's the place to ask!]


Naeris began her morning like she did every other: with a gentle rise from her meditative stance and a long stretch with her arms spread wide. She faced the sun with the smile expected of someone who was taught to treat every new day with the joy brought by unending possibilities. There had been a time when Naeris couldn't bring herself to do that, no matter how much her Lliiran upbringing pushed her to do so, and it's only recently that she's found a reason to genuinely smile again.

Five reasons, to be exact.

The small ragtag group is at the forefront of her thoughts as she offers her routine prayers of gratitude and requests for the strength to keep them all safe as they fulfill their own crazy-ass part of the perpetual dance of life. So, you know, normal stuff.
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[personal profile] gogodwarvenranger 2018-05-24 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes, please. Let's distract from that as much as possible. Especially since Bowen now needs some other way to wake up — there's not going to be more coffee this morning until someone else makes it. And while that first sip was like a slap to the face, she can still feel the heavy veil of exhaustion pulling her down.

"Sorta like its own language, huh?" She seems curious, though not surprised. With such intricate little patterns? Yes, of course the people weaving them would use it to hide messages. "How's it work, then? Is it the colors that say different things, or the shapes that the threads make, or...?"