#nurrai

[opaledrobin]

and here’s the result of the Tablet testing so far!

Does it look better then my regular art done via mouse?

[tyrianstranger]

More (mostly) modernly dressed ‘sura! Nurrai, Kamaii, Zicxynum, Joltt, Nilly, Lheott, Sinikko and Dhianni!

[laossi-blog]

Laossi’s Log: #01

Let’s see testing, testing..

Oh! it works! Hello!

I am Laoise or Laossi depending on which you prefer.  I’m a botanist, “Augment” and pacifist. My twin Nurrai said that having blogs and um,  journals helps to better connect with both my own thoughts and others so I figured, why not have my own?

It’s a bit of a work in progress appearance wise but it’d be fun!

Speaking of twin, she’s been acting  very odd lately,

Is Nilly’s silliness bothering her to, or is it something else? I know she wasn't too happy that the arguments reduced her poor progeny to crying to badly. Oh she didn't speak to me for an entire day until she  lectured me on how while it’s understandable to be upset I should not have lashed out at nilly physically or argue with her  in front of the progeny.

Hmm, I think I should pay a visit to Vanni or Venix they always know  what to do and  say.

[opaledrobin]

Dreams

(just a little blurb I wrote right now, enjoy~ Ps: spot the reference near the end and win a cookie/my awe.) Dreams, they could reveal so much about a person if you know where to look. In fact she made it a sort of job of hers now to look and find the revelations. Yet Nurrai had no idea what her dreams currently would say about her. "Monster" she thought would probably be one of the words, "or dead." It always started the same way. Her old face, her old broken injuries instead of the prettied up appearance and youthfulness she now sports. yet happy with wildflowers and tiny skulls decorating her red hair. The hands of her loves in her own burnt ones, her beautiful innocent sweet reflection, Wyrri and her other half her soul ,her mind, the one who she mirrors, Rivvan. Neither caring about the marks, the imperfections. Merely of her and all she is, was and will be. It brought tears to Nurrai and she wished so much that the dream would just remain this way. But it never does and sure enough just as it had done for weeks now the Blizzard and the cold strike. The image of her loved ones disappear and all she can she is endless whiteness and death. It's silent, cold and unrelenting until all at once a power bellows throughout the icy wastes. "MINE!" The asura flinches and tries to run as fast as her small legs could carry her for. "MINE!" It bellows again and the ice and the storms follow, threatening to swallow her whole. Diving into a cave she curls up and whimpers. "No..no..Not yours, never.. never... never never never never." Finally near the dreams end a a pair of cold hands set themselves on her shoulder, holding her still as two voices speak in a gentle whisper..that drives her further into fear. Her life ends as ice covers her view, only one word echoing thorugh her mind as the dream ends. "..mine.."

[gw2notes-blog]

Robin/Nurrai is a snuggly bunny rabbit. Her character is one of the most complex I’ve ever had the pleasure of coming across, and how she’s developed is truly amazing.

[gw2confessional-blog]

[c][r] That Nurrai woman seems to be acting off. She's either all fluff and almost childish or looking over her shoulder expecting something to jump out and shoot her.