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[naurin-of-the-east]

Festering Wounds of the Soul // Closed RP

@lordofthegoldenflower 

(Continuation of this thread)

At the sight of his shiver Naurin had no choice but to sigh and hold back her own fear for the elven lord and what he was about to endure. Since he would not listen, she will not waste her breath on her own experiences with this illness. She had already bored Yoon with such memories, she would not impose the same speech on one so high above her in status. 

“I cannot help but worry for you but I will do as you wish and take you to your rooms.” she nodded as she stepped off from the ground and stood once more, “Forgive me for such stern words but you must promise to at least allow me to treat you,” she scanned his feverish form quickly and then met his eyes with a stern look from her intense emerald eyes, “for I know how to treat such an illness of the fëa.”

She bent down and reached for his left arm, meeting his eyes in a silent asking of permission for Naurin to hold his arm and to carry him. 

[naurin-of-the-east]

2. Do they have any daily rituals?, 47. If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?

2: Do they have any daily rituals?

Naurin wakes up at the crack of dawn and waters all her flowers then bathes. In the early morning, she usually hunts and then goes to the market in the afternoon to sell the game. At night, she sings or plays the flute. Her days are usually the same.

47: If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?

This is tricky since not even Naurin knows what she wants in a partner! I guess she wants someone who is understanding and patient with her. They also need to be honest. She doesn’t care whether they’re a warrior or not since she also doesn’t value war and violence. She just wants someone that balances out the bad in her.

[naurin-of-the-east]

Closed RP // Wandering

Naurin examined her surroundings, a veil covered the majority of her face as protection from the winds as well as from unfriendly eyes. She stood in awe of the white-walled city having never seen it in front of her, but as merely illustrations in books she had read. 

The cold stone of the high walls made her feel small despite her tall figure among Men. She attempted to gather the courage to step through the main gate which proved difficult due to the traffic of people flowing through, as well as her own nerves. The towns and cities in Khand and Harad were never this busy. 

After a while, she took a breath which felt far too small and stepped through the threshold. She was immediately stunned by the bright colours, loud sounds, and the dizzying amounts of people and suddenly felt short of breath. A wave of panic threatened to take her.

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