NAIA
Speech | 84th of Winter, 515 AV | Thoughts
Naia could have better spent her time doing... no, no she couldn't.
She did not have her mother's skill in medicine, or her grandmother's artistry. She didn't for the life of her quite understand what was going on with the weaving, and she'd yet found any faces beyond those's she'd met in battle to catch up with. Thus, when people set themselves off to seek out the last trailing undead, Naia joined them, if only to play escort to any discovered nuit to their designated place, The Scream.
She did not have her mother's skill in medicine, or her grandmother's artistry. She didn't for the life of her quite understand what was going on with the weaving, and she'd yet found any faces beyond those's she'd met in battle to catch up with. Thus, when people set themselves off to seek out the last trailing undead, Naia joined them, if only to play escort to any discovered nuit to their designated place, The Scream.
