Just Kana

My name is Kana, and I came all the way from the farthest point of Cyrodiil a handful of years ago to see my ancestral lands: Skyrim. I'm twenty years old, a wanderer in my own respect, and a hunter by trade. Oh, that horse back there? That's Farasi. He's got a bad habit of yelling. ((Sebya, the spirtual manifestation of Kana's lycanthropy, will speak in Italics when she finds the need to do so. Sebya is more of a quiet observer, however, and will usually only speak when Kana is purposefully meditating. Unless Kana is being an all around idiot and she feels an intervention is required.))

[dovahkiin-kora-blog]

“He said a Thalmor group ganged up on him or something of the like. He didn’t go much into detail.” She sighed, holding her head in her palm. “He’s talking about quitting the army and going with me to rebuild my old house in Winterhold. I don’t know if that’s taking root or not.” 

[kanathenord]

Kana sat and thought for a moment; the only sound to be heard was Sybil's happy gurgling and the horsey snoring of Farasi outside the window. She knew that Caius was... a bit intense. But yelling at his wife and ripping open wounds was strange, even for him.

"Maybe quitting would be a good thing," Kana said," and moving to Winterhold as well. Something new."

[ocnaimhin]

kanathenord started following you

[ocnaimhin]

Caoimhe clicked her tongue sweetly at the horse to get his attention, holding out a careful hand so he would understand she wasn’t an aggressor. 

“Who’s a pretty boy?” she cooed at the animal. “He really is pretty, you don’t see this color a lot around here.” 

[kanathenord]

Farasi regarded the Atlmer with ambiguity; he stayed rooted in place, even when she offered her hand and spoke softly, but he did not charge or bite or commit any type of awful violence. To Kana, that a happy miracle. Maybe, for once, she wouldn't have to pay for any 'equine grievances' or damaged property.

"Thank you," Kana said, "I got Farasi in Cyrodiil, but Skyrim's cold weather doesn't suit him much." Indeed, his leanness and more delicate bone structure made it entirely inconvenient to live in a subarctic place.

[secretoftheflames]

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[inactive-withtalosasourwitn-blog]

Dagur huffed, “A lot of good talk does,” he muttered  spitting on the ground.  His elbows fell onto his knees and he sneered. “Talk didn’t spare Sahria now did it?

[kanathenord]

Kana shook her head and murmured, "No. It didn't."

She looked around for a moment, taking in the darkness of Dagur's prison fully. It made her feel closed in, like she was being buried alive. Kana drew her shoulders in instinctively before she said, a bit louder than before:

"I'm so sorry, Dagur. I found my mentor and asked her how to put you through the Harrowing... but she told me I couldn't teach you how to control your beast spirit unless," She dimmed her voice a bit, wary of guards listening in on her words, "I could control mine first."

She absently shuffled her toes together into a point and looked down; looked anywhere except into Dagur's eyes.

[inactive-withtalosasourwitn-blog]

Dagur;s lip twitched at the question before he rolled his eyes, “Really? What gave it away? The townsfolk goin’ on ‘bout werewolves, the pile of bones that used be my friend being shipped back to Riften, or  a pissy half-elf stabbin’ a crude drawing of me?” he replied. Of course he wasn’t sure of all this but the speculation seemed warranted given the events of the last few days.

[kanathenord]

Kana drew away from the bars and immediately crossed her arms defensively in front of her, her eyebrows furrowed. She knew Dagur'd be upset, but she had hoped he wouldn't be upset with her.

Even though she was one hundred percent sure this was mostly her fault for being slow and... stupid.

"I've heard talk."

[dovahkiin-kora-blog]

“Distant.” Kora’s features softened further and not in a positive way. “He spent months and months away in the army, not so much as a letter. He showed up a few days ago and collapsed in the house half dead and bleeding.” She rubbed her temples. “He tore them open repeatedly and wouldn’t listen when I said stay in bed. He’s lucky he hasn’t hurt them further. At least he’s up and walking now.” 

[kanathenord]

Kana frowned at Kora's description; she hadn't picked a very good topic to switch to at all. It seemed, to her, to be one of those times when nothing seemed to go right. But worse.

"Did he say how he'd gotten wounded?" She ventured.

[inactive-withtalosasourwitn-blog]

Training Day [Sleeps, Kana]

[inactive-withtalosasourwitn-blog]

Sleeps watched Kana closely examining her form as she attacked the dummy. Her technique had improved from before and her blows seemed to be doing damage. It was good to see that she took direction so well.

The Argonian smiled nodding his head, “Good, now just work a little on the strength of your swings then we’ll see if we can get to some sparring.”

[kanathenord]

At the mention of sparring, Kana white-knuckled the grip of her sword again. It took a good moment to release the tension, her fingers popping in a manner warranting concern as she relaxed.

Sparring? Gods... the odds of killing her father-in-law in a freakish accident felt much too high for Kana, so she slashed at the dummy as she was told. Her arm jerked back and forth like a spring under an awful amount of tension; her blows were a tad more powerful but mostly consisted of the same vector.

"Alright then..." Kana murmured, her eyes locked on the abused dummy.

[kanathenord]

Is it strange to Kana how Idris embraces her wolf since she ultimately wants to cure herself?

((A bit. She finds it hard to understand how you can get so comfortable with something that kinda intrudes on the sanctity of your mind, especially when Sebya tries to coerce her to yell at/beat the crap out of/put people in their place when she's angry. That's just not synonymous with her personality

But at the same time, Kana wishes she could embrace Sebya the same way that Idris does her wolf spirit, if only to gain mental peace and physical safety for those around her.

She’s working on it.))

[ocnaimhin]

kanathenord started following you

[ocnaimhin]

“Oh I can help you find those no problem! I-” She stopped when the massive horse thundered out to meet them. “Oh! Is he yours? He’s gorgeous!” The Altmer gushed, admiring the shiny black coat of the stallion. “Can I pet him?” 

[kanathenord]

Kana's brows furrowed at the thought of the Altmer tagging along on her hunting trip, temporarily or not; she tended to like solitude, not endless comments on the state of her face. Luckily, the womer changed the subject before Kana had the chance to.

"You could try... he's not good with strangers though," She said reluctantly, "His name is Farasi."

[ocnaimhin]

kanathenord started following you

[ocnaimhin]

“Hunting? I can help with that! I get most of the meat for my redoubt!” The majority of that meat was fish because they were easy to catch, but she was learning! She could track fairly well but the actual catching of game was left to her sabrecat, who usually tore up most of the usable meat. 

“What’re you after? I can help you find it!” 

[kanathenord]

Kana's eyes widened, even her deadened one, and she, strangely, let lose a surprised cannon-fire cough that rang through the forest awkwardly. She looked around as though she was confused by her own actions and ended up speaking before she could think better of it:

"Uh. Wolf, currently. Fancy ladies like their pelts for their robes, so they're in high demand."

She hadn't said no... but she also hadn't said yes. Just as she opened her mouth to finish her sentence, a black mass came crashing though the bushes to her side. Kana's jaw snapped shut as the black presence lowered its head over her shoulder and revealed itself to be a horse. A big horse. 

[ocnaimhin]

kanathenord started following you

[ocnaimhin]

That seemed to click in the Altmer’s mind that her new acquaintance was pissed. 

“What? ‘s not like I beat you up or anything.” She huffed, putting hands on her hips. Not like she couldn’t, but that wasn’t the point here. The Forsworn girl just happened to be blunt and not sorry about it.

[kanathenord]

Kana bristled but quickly smashed her anger back down, creating an ache in the center of her chest that nagged at her viciously. She realized by this point that her new 'friend' was not at all sorry for her behavior, and decided maybe now would be a good time to part ways.

Sebya disagreed. She decided that now would be a good time to initiate some form of unholy revenge, but was soon disappointed when she realized nothing of the sort would be happening that day.

"That's true, yes," Kana said, her words croaky with the strain of her anger and Sebya's prodding, "Well, I'm busy doing... hunting and things. It was a pleasure to meet you." 

Kana took her hunting bow out, a solid addition to prove her story, and smiled forcibly.

[ocnaimhin]

kanathenord started following you

[ocnaimhin]

“Huh. Looks like you lost. Or did you win? Like at the last second?” She said, appearing oblivious to the woman’s discomfort. She didn’t really have a filter that said ‘maybe you shouldn’t say that to this person’.

[kanathenord]

Kana stared at the womer for an awkward moment; the longer she spoke to her, the more she was convinced that there was some sort of disconnect in the Altmer's mind that didn't allow for much common sense.

Or she was just spitefully mean. Kana had met more than a few of those kind of people in her lifetime. One more to the list wouldn't be anything to speculate about.

She answered the stranger's question with two clipped, venom-laced words, "I lost."

[ocnaimhin]

kanathenord started following you

“Woah… What happened to your face?” The Altmer leaned down, staring intently at the young woman’s scars and deadened eye.

[kanathenord]

Kana's hand shot up to her face, her fingers lightly resting on the curve of her jaw bone at the stranger's exclamation. It had been a long time since anybody had pointed out her flaws so loudly to her face. At least, nobody had who wasn't a child. Kana let her hand fall away and shuffled back few paces, attempting to but a comfortable distance between the Atmer and herself, but did not offer a smile or any sort of friendly greeting like she usually did. Kana was trying quite hard to gather her emotions into a manageable state, one which did not include the violence or screaming that Sebya was currently encouraging her to take.

"I- I uh..." She stammered, still a bit hopeful that there had been some sort of unlikely misunderstanding, "I got into a fight when I was younger."

The memory, though it sounded vague and unspecific, was a bitter taste in Kana's mouth. Her face was a steeled mask; her defenses had been slammed up so completely it was doubtful that this Altmer would be able to breach them. Sebya paced in Kana's mind, agitated and angry for retribution.

[kanathenord]

Baby It's Cold Outside [Kana and Guruzo]

[inactive-withtalosasourwitn-blog]

Guruzo beamed rocking gently as he held his wife, “I got off early. I worked through most of what Sergius had to teach me,” he answered puling a way for a moment to look into Kana’s eyes and absentmindedly brushed aside a strand of his wife’s hair from her face. 

Her next question struck him by surprise and the Argonian let out a small laugh. It took him a moment to figure out what she meant but once he realized that Kana had lost her key he couldn’t help but laugh a bit.

“Of course I do, but what happened to yours?” Guruzo inquired.

[kanathenord]

Kana smiled sheepishly as Guruzo righted her hair, a pink flush creeping its way along the crests of her cheeks all the while. Whether it was from embarrassment or the chilled air or both, she wasn't sure.

"I left it at Kora's house... and I know exactly where it is; it's in the top drawer of the dresser in the guest room on the left side of the hall," she said with absolution, her fingers drumming lightly along Guruzo's collarbone, "I didn't even realize I'd left it until I got home... the day before last, I think."

Since 'living-outdoors-and-sleeping-on-the-ground' was practically Kana's middle name, being locked out had not been a problem at all. Other than the fact that the unending mist had left most of the kindling on the ground around the house too wet to use in a fire... so she'd had to use her resources as effectively as possible. The back porch was missing a few rail spokes for the time being, but she'd tell Guruzo that a little bit later.

[dovahkiin-kora-blog]

“I hear that.” Kora replied with a sad chuckle, ruffling her sister’s hair. “Eventually you come to peace with it; you stop wondering ‘what if’ and you’re able to sleep again.” At least that’s how it went for her. She had episodes where she wondered and wept, but those were few and far between now. 

[kanathenord]

Kana sighed; the thoughts and doubts had been distant for a while, as she'd had many things to keep her from thinking much about things that didn't pertain to the present... though she had a feeling the next few nights would be the hardest in a while.

Not counting the fact that she didn't sleep much at all anyway.

"How's Caius been?" Kana asked quickly, as she quite ready to talk about something different.

[kanathenord]

Baby It's Cold Outside [Kana and Guruzo]

[inactive-withtalosasourwitn-blog]

Guruzo traipsed down the road with his cloak on over his head. It was surprisingly chilly out that day in the Rift, more so than usual at least. Not to mention the storm clouds overhead had him worried. He hoped he wouldn’t be caught out in a rainstorm but prepared himself just in case.

He had finished up his lessons early and was hoping to surprise Kana by coming home early. Not to mention he had been working on something in his spare time. Guruzo wasn’t usually the best at crafting necklaces but he spent much of his free time trying to improve what little talent he had in such an area. the end product was a surprisingly beautiful silver necklace with a sapphire kept at its center. He slaved over it night and day to make sure every bit of it was perfect. Only the best for his lovely wife.

Guruzo rounded another hill and finally looked over it spotting his home not too far off in the distance. He stopped, taking in the air around him and feeling the scent of the familiar land come back to him. He exhaled as a feeling of joy came over his entire being. Gods, it was good to be home. He smiled looking over the town for a few brief moments before he began to run down the hill overlooking the town, racing to his home.

He could hardly contain himself, he was simply to overjoyed to be back in Shor’s Stone after such a long time, and more over he couldn’t bring himself to dawdle any longer. He wanted to see Kana again, he missed her. he hurried down the hill, seeing Kana on the familiar steps and couldn’t help but shout her name  as he made his way down the hill.

“Kana!” he called out as he made his way to the steps and enveloped his wife in an all consuming hug.

“I missed you so much,” he stated as he held her close to him.

[kanathenord]

It only took Kana a moment to recover when she realized it was Guruzo coming towards her; not Sleeps, or a locksmith... or a gutsy person to kick down the door. But now she probably wouldn't have to kick down the door, since Guruzo wasn't usually absent-minded enough to leave his house key behind like she had.

At least she hoped he didn't, or they had no hope of getting inside.

She slowly wiggled her arms out of her husband's encompassing embrace and wrapped them around his neck, making the hug that much more complete. "I missed you so much... I didn't think you'd be home for another few weeks," She said as she nestled her face into his shoulder. When Guruzo had started his lessons, Kana had figured out quickly that students were not given a lot of time off... especially not enough to travel almost all the way across Skyrim to Shor's Stone; home and back in time for class on Mondas.

As they stood together and Kana thawed a bit, the numbness of the cold day relenting to Guruzo's warmth, she realized that she was soaked through to the bone. It hadn't rained a drop, to be sure... but Kana had been outside in the pre-rain mist for so long that it had managed to saturate her nevertheless.

She bit back a shiver and laughed half-heartedly, "...do you have your key?"

[kanathenord]

Marketplace Meeting Kana/Lúth

[sneakylittleelf]

Luth paused in grinding the wheat to watch Kana carefully. Once it looked like she had it under control, she went back to grinding. She did give one bit of advice though. “Toss the stem in there too. It’s not only the petals that give off the effect that we want to extract.”

She continued working the pestle until the wheat was reduced to a fine powder. “Oh, yes I do. Very much. I mean, sometimes I think I’d prefer not to live in a city at all, but as far as cities go, I love Riften.”

The Bosmer picked up the metal funnel and held it over the mouth of the retort. “Okay, now you pour in the wheat.”

[kanathenord]

Kana did as Luth said, blinking nervously for a moment as it seemed the retort might bubble over. When the danger seemed to have passed, she looked over at her friend and smiled, "You're like my older sister and I, I think," She paused a moment to add the wheat through the metal funnel, "We've both got bad cases of wander-lust. Cities don't suit us very well, though she's settled down a bit since she married."