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Faylinn has lost her memory and her way; can Naevia help her?

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The Wilderness of Cyphrus is an endless sea of tall grass that rolls just like the oceans themselves. Geysers kiss the sky with their steamy breath, and mysterious craters create microworlds all their own. But above all danger lives here in the tall grass in the form of fierce wild creatures; elegant serpents that swim through the land like whales through the ocean and fierce packs of glassbeaks that hunt in packs which are only kept at bay by fires. Traverse it carefully, with a guide if possible, for those that venture alone endanger themselves in countless ways.

Lost and Forgotten [Naevia]

Postby Faylinn Lost on February 23rd, 2013, 6:07 am

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Fog filled her head, pounding and pulsing, shifting color and form. Black to deep, royal purple, to a faded navy blue, to a head splitting evergreen, and finally, finally brilliant golden light edged in white shone through that heavenly oblivion. With it, came the terrible agony that was beating at her skull, her tongue dry as the sandy earth beneath her body, and nerves as rough and strewn as the gravelly rocks she lay upon. Opening her eyes, the young woman sat up, instantly woozy and off balance. "Ooh..." Her hands flew to her face, gripping her skull in pain, the torment seeming to go on forever.

When at last it faded, she released her head, only to see the rusty specks of dried blood across her hands. Oh no.. What happened? She stood up, seeing leather and cloth bits spattered across the softer earth beside her, the ground swallowing up dried blood and turned just faintly red from it. There was no sign of anyone else, or anything else, and for that she was grateful, yet worried. How did I get here? Why am I here? Those lonely, confused emerald eyes jumped up, taking in the stretching expanse of vibrant, healthy green before her. The Sea of Grass? Why was she by Cyphrus, when she lived in Sylira?

I live in Sylira... With who? Her mind did not have the answer. Who did I come here with, or for? What is the blood from? Why was I on the ground? All of these mental questions came up blank, like a slate wiped clean, and caused naught but frustration and a severe headache. The female gripped her skull in agonized anger, standing up straighter as she wandered around the area looking for clues. Giant paw prints were sunk into the soft muddy earth, suggesting an attack. No surprise, as she was by the famed grasslands, which were riddled with dangerous life. Who am I? She tentatively asked herself, hoping that this at least would ring a bell. Faylinn. The response was instant and triumphant, followed by a pause. Did she have a last name? It only made sense that she would, but for the life of her, she could not remember it.

Growling to herself, Faylinn finally found a bag. It struck some note within her, so she assumed it belonged to her, and rifling through it she found the basics: a comb, a small knife, some food, and various other handy items. She found that she wore a faded brown traveling dress, lightweight boots, and a thick gray furred cloak about her shoulders. Wolf, she thought, though she couldn't remember for sure. And on the ring finger of her right hand, a simple silver ring with knots engraved on it. They seemed significant, but she couldn't remember why. Ohh this was frustrating!
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Lost and Forgotten [Naevia]

Postby Naevia Crassus on February 23rd, 2013, 6:31 am

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Naevia stood still in her Roman style burnt red tunic and sandals, as still as a beautiful statue in a town square, watching the woman fiddle with her bag. She seemed lost, frustrated, confused. Naevia placed her hand onto a nearby tree, half concealing her body. A part of her wanted to call out and ask the girl if she needed help, while the other half wanted to stay hidden. After a moment or two, Naevia took a small step forward, breaking a small twig as she did. Crack! The sound of the twig caused her to back up, once again concealing her body. Even though the crack of the twig sounded like an active battlefield to her, it was possible that the woman hadn't heard a thing. She hoped she hadn't, even though that pesky small part of her had hoped she did hear it.

She felt like some sort of native, afraid of the unknown people that passed through the forest. It was frustrating, not knowing what to do or even how to help. The poor woman clearly needed help but Naevia kept questioning whether or not she would be friend or foe.It had been such a long time since she had had a friend. Naevia was so used to wondering the Mizahar that she could hardly remember the names of anyone she happened to meet. It didn't help that she had trust issues either. The last people she had known had cast her aside, tossing her out like a piece of rubbish. The pain of those actions stil burned in her mind like a white hot flame never to be extinguished.
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Lost and Forgotten [Naevia]

Postby Faylinn Lost on February 23rd, 2013, 7:17 am

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Lost in the train of her thoughts, Faylinn jerked to attention at the crack of the twig. Her vibrant green eyes darted around, just barely capturing a glimpse of movement as whatever made it backed off out of sight. Shit. Is the beast of last night's attack coming back? The one that made those huge paw prints...? Her heart began to pound, and she ran a hand through her wavy brunette hair nervously.

"Hello? Who is there?" Faylinn cautiously took a step toward the intruder, eyes wide with fear and curiosity.
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Lost and Forgotten [Naevia]

Postby Naevia Crassus on February 23rd, 2013, 7:26 am

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Taking a step forward, she revealed herself to the unknown woman. She felt it was the only choice she had. Of course, she could have turned into a fox and ran off but that was cowardly. Naevia was no where near cowardly. Her hazel eyes locked onto the girl. "My name is Naevia. Apologies, I saw you on the ground," she started. Naevia looked at her surrounding a bit more closely, noticing for the first time all of the dried blood everywhere. "It seems you're in some sort of trouble. Maybe I could help you?"

Naevia walked closer to the girl, making sure to keep enough distance between them. The last thing she wanted to do was scare her off, or make her feel uncomfortable.
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Lost and Forgotten [Naevia]

Postby Marcus Gray-Dawn on February 24th, 2013, 5:22 am

Marcus sat atop his horse as he slowly walked through the tall reeds of the Sea of Grass. Marcus loved being home within the plains, and whenever his travels brought him home he would always take the time to visit his formers brothers and sisters. A chill passed through him as a cold breeze blew by making him pull up his cloak to cover him more. He he rode along he noticed something off in the distance. Though his eyes were not what they once were he believed that two young woman were just up ahead. One was on the ground and the other seemed to be acting strangely as she spoke to the other. Many things rushed through Marcus' head. First, among other things, was why were two women alone withing the Sea of Grass. They could easily become a Glassbeaks lunch, or a slaver's new prize. He also thought that the woman on the ground seemed to be acting franctic, perhaps she was injured, and perhaps the other woman was the one who injured her. He shook his head for it was entirely to soon to make acusations of the type. He urged Tarlok forward and he began to gallop towards the woman.

The distance between them began to close quickly when another breeze past by, but this one bore an all to familiar scent to it. Blood was in the air one if not both of these women were injured so foul play had surely been a foot in one aspect or the other. Marcus didnt like to fight women so he hoped the woukd not act hostile to him, for they may soon need him more than they realize themselves. If Marcus could smell the blood at this distance then it wouldnt be long for the beasts of the grass lands catch the scent, if they hadnt already. Before Marcus knew it he had approached them women. As be looked he saw the blood upon the ground surrounding the woman that kneeled there. She was clearly the victim here for the signs were clearly presented. She appeared young, very young for that matter, and there was a faint hint of terror and confussion in her green eyes. The other woman appeared young as well, however behind her shy posture she seemed nore worldly than the injured woman. Marcus then dismounted and spoke hoping to help the women.

"Are you girls alright? What happened here?" he spoke in a gruff voice.
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Lost and Forgotten [Naevia]

Postby Faylinn Lost on February 24th, 2013, 5:54 am

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Faylinn lifted her head in surprise at the dark haired beauty that stepped out from behind her hiding place, sharp hazel eyes intelligent and a bit shifty. She looked friendly and concerned enough, though there was something a bit off about her, and Faylinn drew her bag closer to herself as she straightened. Just as her full, pale lips parted to work out some sort of response to introduce and explain herself, an older man rode up on a horse.

He had long dirty blonde hair, a beard to match, and somewhat harsh blue eyes, while his horse was rather unremarkable. Faylinn took all of this in, blanching a bit and pulling away slightly, her green eyes darkening. The woman hadn't been a threat, but males were enough to throw her off a bit, while alone with naught but a rather slight female beside her.

"Um.. I appreciate your concern." She spoke to both of them. "I am Faylinn, though I cannot recall my last name, nor how I came to be here, or even what happened..." She gazed around at the bits of leather and scraps of fabric amidst the dried blood, and down at the dusty state of her clothing. Her head still throbbed painfully, and she instinctively knew that there was dried blood caked around her upper forehead, where she had hit it on those rocks. But why did I hit those rocks in the first place..? GAH!

"I must look terrible. I do not know what happened." She shook her head sadly, confusion and growing alarm bright in her eyes.
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Postby Naevia Crassus on February 24th, 2013, 6:24 am

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Naevia had had every intention to rob her blind. Maybe make a little bit of coin to help her get some food. Hunting was out of the question, for, at the moment, there was no prey to be found. She straightened up a bit, when she saw the man. He definitely wasn't going to keep her from stealing anything. As a matter of fact, she probably would have stolen from him as well. The truth was, something deep within her, stopped her from pursuing her original plan. Some sort of strong pull that felt like it was tugging at her heart strings for mercy. "As I've said, perhaps I can help you. Maybe help you find some shelter. Possibly some answers. You don't seem to be in any danger."

She paused for a moment to look back at the rugged elder. "I have no knowledge of what's happened to her. I was looking for food when I saw her sitting on the ground, clutching her head. She was clearly in pain."

Men always put Naevia off. To her, they were the hardest creatures to trust. A man was the reason she was so guarded and introverted. She raised her brow at him. "May I ask, what you're doing in these parts?"

Of course, she had her ideas, but they didn't mean they were true. For a moment she wondered if this man was actually a bigger danger than herself. However, he was old and who knew who good at fighting he was. If he caused any trouble, she was pretty sure she would be able to defend herself and Faylinn if she needed to. Her lips quirked into a small smirk as she thought about turning into a fox and biting at his ankles. It was humorous to say the least.
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Postby Marcus Gray-Dawn on February 24th, 2013, 7:25 am

The women gave Marcus mixed looks and it was hard for him to tell what they truly thought of him, however; he didnt truly care what they though he simply wished to help. He could just leave but then he would have their deaths knawing on his conscince. He then pulled himself off his horse and down to the ground causing a soft thud as he landed. He then rested his hand on the pommel of his sword before turning his gaze to the women. They werent Drykas so he didnt think they spoke Pavi so instead he spoke common tounge as he adresses them.

"I mean you no harm." he said raising his free hand "I saw your distress from the horizion, I will help you. Please be calm."

In the back of his mind he knew that more than likely his words would fall on deaf ears. His ragged looks have not made him the most loved man, but by Caiyha's grace he tried to remain calm in the presence of these women. Marcus the backed up slowly and approached Tarlok, he then withdrew his waterskin from the saddlebag. With the waterskin in hand he walked slowly towards the injured women. He kept his hands raised to keep from alarming her, then he kneeled when he reached her side.

"Drink please, it will help build your strength."
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Postby Faylinn Lost on February 25th, 2013, 4:27 am

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"I appreciate your help, both of you." Faylinn looked them both firmly in the eyes, the female named Naevia, and then the rugged elder, speaking easy common. "You have yet to name yourself," She cocked her head in curiosity at the male, brunette hair falling into sharp green eyes, her hands moving lightly in a vague and choppy version of the Drykas' sign, almost unconsciously. The young woman didn't seem to take any notice of her hands, acting along as she continued to speak in common.

"All I know is that I woke up here, alone, with no memories. My head hurts, and I'm pretty sure I wounded it on that rock, though I know not how. I feel weak and shaky, as though I have recently run for my life, and I am very confused and frustrated. All I know, besides that, is what I have with me, which are basic provisions, the clothes on my back, and this simple ring." Faylinn showed them the ring on her right hand, a simple band with a strange knotted pattern across it. Little did she know that this ring was quite obviously the work of a Drykas, due to their fondness of knotted designs, especially by one of their kind.

"Thank you," She murmured appreciatively, accepting the waterskin. Her own was quite empty and drier than bone- she had already checked that, much to her own disappointment. Faylinn sipped carefully, trying to avoid passing out, then took some larger drinks before handing it back to the male, cautiously not drinking it all. She took a few strips of dried fruits and meat out of her bag, nibbling on them, and offering a piece to the other two.


OOC: BTW, I added that time stamp to the first post~
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Postby Naevia Crassus on February 25th, 2013, 8:17 pm

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She knelt down beside the brunette beauty, gently taking her hand to examine the ring more closely. Naevia could tell right away that the ring was of Drykas origin. She had seen the intricate knots many a time in her travels. Why this girl would have one was questionable. Was she betrothed to a Drykas? That seemed the only logical explanation in Naevia's mind. Whatever the reason was, there was something she definitely knew for sure- the Drykas would know they were lurking in the Sea of Grass and would soon come to see why. A thought hit Naevia then, something she didn't realize at first. At the time, she hadn't cared. Turning her hazel eyes to the man, she said, "You are a Drykas, are you not? How would a girl come by a ring like that? Family? A lover?" She knew that the Drykas were warriors, but they weren't monsters. They would investigate, find no danger and probably help, like this man had been doing. It was wrong of her to judge others so quickly but in a dangerous world, that's what one had to do to survive.

At first, Naevia wanted to urge her to remember how she got there, what happened to her, everything. However, the state that Faylinn was in wasn't fit for such conversation. Instead, Naevia held onto her hand, hoping to pass comfort. It was the only thing she could offer at the current time. The man with them, offered very little as well and Faylinn was correct- he hadn't spoken his name, not that it struck fear into Naevia's heart. She turned her thoughts from the man and instead spoke again to Faylinn. The girl needed comforting words and a friendly touch. Naevia hadn't felt so attached to a human in quite a long time, she figured she would go with the flow and hopefully gain a new companion, or two. "I understand that you're frustrated and it seizes heart to see you in such pain. Just take a breath, relax and we'll try to figure everything out later. For right now, you need to rest and regain strength."

Eyeing the exchange of the waterskin, Naevia had to wonder what it was actually filled with. She sniffed at the air, hoping her enhanced sense would pick up the trace of anything volatile. There was nothing though. Not a hint of anything that potentially be dangerous to Faylinn. She watched as the girl brought the waterskin to her full lips and drank. The poor thing was clearly dehydrated, drinking like an abused animal that had been denied of drink. Her eyes were soft as she continued to watch her. Faylinn had ordered her the little food she had left, but Naevia shook her head at it. "I am a kelvic, I prefer fresh meat and fruit and some readily available greens. Besides, I shall not the little that you have. Finish that and I shall catch you something fresh," she said with a smile. Naevia could only think of what Faylinn would have thought. She would probably think that Naevia would catch them some fresh fish, perhaps a deer. On the contrary, Naevia had a hankering for rodents, at the present. Being a fox, rodents were her primary diet, even though she was able to eat human food. It was just easier to hunt as a fox and not have to pay for your meal. "We need to find a place for you to stay, it's not safe out here. Who knows what else is lurking in this grass."
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