armed i am, with love.

"You are a hurricane of a girl. Remember to breathe every once in a while. Do not drown within your own storm." Nerissa. Water Nymph. Protector of the Red Lake.

[shakespaere]

30.12.2014// the water at Þingvellir national park looked like marble

[the-outlaw-assassin-blog]

Meralda stood at her window looking out into the daylight when the visitor arrived. Part of keeping your true identity a secret was rehearsing the lie you lived by. Aurelia Maynet, harmless and sweet. Everyone knew the name Meralda Sauvigni, few knew the face that matched the name. 

She heard the visitor enter the room and spoke as she turned.

"Greetings to you this fine day. How may I assist you?"

[the-nymph-nerissa]

When Nerissa had begun commenting that she was craving something sweet, nearly everyone in the city had suggested that she try the Maynet bakery. It had been enough to pique her interest, and the smells inside the shop were definitely promising.

"Good day," she replied, a small smile on her lips as the woman turned to face her. "I didn't mean to arrive unannounced, but... You wouldn't happen to have any cakes for sale, would you?"

[governor-nicholas-deactivated20]

Nicholas laughed, waving off her concern. “I appreciate it, but it’s not necessary. The wound will heal soon enough, I just need something to pad up the blood until it does.” Lifting his hand to assess the slash, he shrugged, “It’s almost completely healed now. I promise no stitches are needed.”

[the-nymph-nerissa]

Nerissa looked down at the gash on the man's thigh again. Then comprehension slowly dawned on her. "Oh. You aren't human... Werewolf?" Even though it was still technically her job to see that the wound was bandaged properly, she didn't insist. She stepped closer to him to hand over the bandages, but then recognized the scent that lingered around him. Her nose crinkled slightly. "You've been drinking."

[kailani-anahita]

Perhaps it was just because she wasn’t in control of it, but the recent death and destruction had unsettled Kailani a little, enough for her to find herself aimlessly wandering without really thinking about where she was going until Nerissa’s voice disturbed her silent ambling

"Oh… You can’t, I suppose."

[the-nymph-nerissa]

"It looks like you could use it," Nerissa countered, looking at Kailani's face. "I know we aren't friends, but it is my duty to help people when they need it... Regardless of who they are."

[subsimeon]

Caspian was still shaking slightly, tears still falling from his eyes as he looked at the nymph, but he didn’t care.  ”He hated violence,” Caspian said in a pitiful whisper.  ”He- he never would have hurt anyone, ever, I don’t understand-”  He cut off as his chest constricted with another silent sob, and he turned away from Nerissa, going to sit on the edge of his bed.

[the-nymph-nerissa]

Nerissa slowly lowered her hands as Caspian moved away from her. "You aren't supposed to understand. Nobody ever can, when someone they love is torn away from them... And it happened in the middle of a crowded square. The people who did this wanted confusion and grief and anger -- outlash, even." She paused to inhale deeply, and went to sit on the edge of the narrow bed even though she hadn't been invited to. "Tell me what I can do to make it better, and I will... But I can't figure it out on my own, Cas."

[subsimeon]

Caspian’s shoulders shook with noiseless sobs as the nymph spoke.  ”I don’t understand,” Caspian rasped out between little gasps.  ”Why w-would anyone want to hurt him?”  He wasn’t expecting Nerissa to have an answer.  He just needed to say it.

[the-nymph-nerissa]

Leaning away, Nerissa looked up at Caspian's face, brushing a few tears off her own cheeks before beginning to wipe at his with the hem of her sleeve. She didn't want to admit that his reaction to Leith's death hurt worse than the loss. "I don't think the people who did this needed a reason..."

[subsimeon]

Caspian looked up when his door opened and tried to scrub the tears off his face.  When he saw who it was, though, he was off his narrow bed in an instant and wrapping his arms around her.  He pulled her into the room and shut the door behind her before burying his face in her hair.  ”He’s- Leith is-”  He couldn’t even get the words out.  It still felt like none of this was real.  But more than that, it felt like this was Anahita all over again.

[the-nymph-nerissa]

Nerissa was shocked. For an instant, she wasn't even sure what to do, but then she nodded slowly, tears misting her eyes, and wrapped her arms around Caspian gently. "I know... I wish I knew what to say to make it hurt less." A few tears managed to slip free, and she tried to blink them away as she rested her chin on his shoulder. But it didn't work, and her lips trembled just slightly. "He wouldn't want you to feel like this, Cas," she whispered, squeezing her eyes closed. "And neither do I."

[subsimeon]

[the-nymph-nerissa]

Nerissa faltered with her hand on the knob of Caspian's chamber door, torn between wanting to leave him to his grief and wanting to comfort him. Only she had no idea how. "I'm... I'm sorry, I... I didn't even think, I should have knocked," she stammered, "I can... go, if you wish."

She should have known better than to be entering someone's chambers without knocking, but her own emotions had dimmed her common sense. Leith's death had been more of a blow to her than she'd ever imagined it would be.

[jacobdashwood]

"This should not have been possible! Of all people in this city, Leith was the one who should have been spared from a fate like this…"

He paced around, unable to stand still, unable to grasp what had happened. Unable to truly understand he woul never see his friend again. “And why should I not speak of death when my only friend got slaughtered in broad daylight? I need revenge for what has been done!”

[the-nymph-nerissa]

"I know. He was... he was too kind, for something like this."

She carefully put a cap on her feelings, resisting the urge to snap. Her eyes followed the man as he paced. "I want revenge as much as anyone, but right now the pain is too new. Right now I want to wreck ships and drown sailors, make waves the size of castles to destroy villages... I am sorry for your loss, truly. If you were to kill the men who did this, I wouldn't blame you. They've killed many more than just Leith."

[governess-vianne]

It warms my heart to hear that.

They’re very well, thank you. Almost everyone is healed up from the war and finally heading back to their own homes.

[the-nymph-nerissa]

That's brilliant. I need to visit soon; it's been too long. A lake that's lived in is always a merrier place than one that isn't.

[jacobdashwood]

How could this possibly have happened? He was a councilman, for the sake of the gods. This can not be true!

Those responsible for his death will pay, even when I have to kill them with my own hands…

[the-nymph-nerissa]

"I don't... I'm not sure, I thought --"

The smell of the medicine used to aid the wounded still clung to Nerissa's clothes, and the itch for violence burned just under her skin. But she couldn't resort to that again. She shook her head. "No talk of killing, please. I'm too upset as it is."

[the-nymph-nerissa]

Moments of Weakness | Nerissa + Roslin

[thelady-catriona]

"Yes, just when we thought the hard days might be behind us. Life has a tricky way of showing us all of the work there still is to be done.", she sighed, walking next to Nerissa as she was led into the tents. "My name is Lady Roslin, by the way. I can’t quite remember if I told you."

The tent opened and inside Roslin saw the rotting devastation that only could befall the poor. Beds were lined with burn victims of varying severity, most still untreated as throughout Abdera the healing potions required were running out. Roslin had always considered herself to have a strong stomach, but the sheer magnitude of the pain around her made the lady queasy. 

But she would push through it, for them she would. Roslin looked back to Nerissa, her face a blank canvas devoid of the emotions swirling inside of her, “Are there any priestess’ here? Anyone to preform rites?”  

[the-nymph-nerissa]

"Wise words," she agreed with a small smile. "It's a pleasure to finally know your name, Lady Roslin. I'm Nerissa."

A small, almost silent sigh escaped her as she stepped back inside the tent. She was immediately met with the sick-sweet smell of rotting and infection, and the sound of quiet groans coming from those who were too badly injured to be helped much. It pained her to see people hurt, and yet it had begun to exhaust her, too. It seemed like the line of injured was never-ending, and the majority of them couldn't even be helped. She felt... useless, in a way.

"I'm afraid not." The blonde shook her head, returning her attention to the brunette. "We've been hearing their confessions if they like, but there's nothing more we can do but offer them comfort in their last moments... Why? Do you know a priestess who could assist us?"

[governor-nicholas-deactivated20]

His wound, which he’d gain just at the end of the war, was healing slower than Nicholas had hoped. The silver had apparently been deeper beneath his skin than he’d thought, meaning it would take longer to work its way out. Too stubborn to wait it out, he’d resorted to drink enough alcohol to numb the pain and slicing open his thigh to pull the last bit of silver out himself. “My apologies,” he spoke towards the woman, his palm pressed against the bleeding wound. “Might I take one of those bandages?” It would heal soon enough, but the blood was what he grew tired of.

[the-nymph-nerissa]

The neutral expression on Nerissa's face quickly changed to one of concern when she saw the blood staining the man's thigh. Any weariness she'd been feeling over working in the infirmary for days vanished, and she shook her head as she stood. "No, sir, I can't let you do that. You might make it worse. You might even need stitches -- with that much blood, it must be a deep wound." The blonde gestured for him to sit in the chair she'd been using. "Let me take care of it. It'll be no trouble at all."

[governess-vianne]

I apologize for the sudden appearance, but I have ben visiting a few places and wanted to stop by here as well.

Your lake has always been such a beautiful place to admire.

[the-nymph-nerissa]

No apology needed. I'm always glad to have you.

Thank you. I wouldn't blame you for favoring your home, though... How are things at Rannoch Island?

[mrgabrielsharp]

Elena smiled. “I am afraid not everyone in this Kingdom thinks like you, but thank you for trusting me.” Elena slightly bent her head. It was not too easy to find out the species living in this country. Although Elena knew something, she couldn’t recognize everyone at first sight. “I have never met a nymph before, but it is a pleasure to meet you.” She smiled again. “Is there a specific reason this lake needs to be protected? Or is that something you can not share with me?” She turned her head, for a moment letting her mind wander over the question. “The father of my child has taught me my manners. I am just a simple witch.”

[the-nymph-nerissa]

Nerissa shrugged. "A lot of people are far too concerned with the wrong things to put their trust in people, I suppose." Her eyes turned to watch the sunlight play on the water, but a small smile still remained on her lips. "It's a pleasure to meet you too, my lady... It's the biggest lake in the kingdom, you know. There was a large slaughter here during the Great War. The corpses were dumped in the water... I've heard a few rumors that it's haunted, but there's no truth to it." She paused to chuckle, shaking her head. "Other than that, I cannot say." A hint of curiosity filled Nerissa's eyes then, and her brows rose slightly. "Oh? He must be quite the gentleman... a noble? I may know who he is."

[fairytalesques]

in the aftermath, she shines. blue fire in her palms; bloody roses in her hair. she rises out of the sea. nothing burns as bright as she.

CANDLELIGHT GODDESS | M.J. (via fairytalesques)

[lunacorbray-blog]

Luna walked along the chattering streets of Abdera, her hands linked together nervously as the people around her gave the princess curious yet admiring glances. Truth be told, she should be used to it by now, yet she still felt uneasy. Luna always had a love-hate relationship with being in the spotlight. The attention was marvellous, of course, but it was always just another chance for people to call out her flaws. It was a hard image to live by, being the princess of Kyrenia, especially when both your parents have such a picture-perfect profile.

"Your Highness," Luna snapped out of her usual daze, turning just to see an old woman bowing her head. She acknowledged the woman’s respect with a graceful nod, before turning back and running face-first into another person.

Being small enough as she is, the princess tumbled backwards and onto the ground, followed by the heavy layers of her grown. She sat on the dusty floor, cheeks burning up with embarrassment. 

Luna glanced up to the stranger, a shy but worrying grin on her face. “I’m very sorry,” she mumbled, “I can’t believe I didn’t see you there.”

[the-nymph-nerissa]

Nerissa was startled out of a daydream by the feeling of someone colliding with her. She faltered back a step, but was able to catch herself before tripping over the hem of her dress.

With a surprised blink, she glanced down at the dark haired girl who had ran into her. The nymph didn't recognize her, but that wasn't to say that she wasn't someone important. And by the look of her gown, she was. "Not at all," she replied, hesitantly reaching out a hand to help the girl up. "I was a bit distracted, too. Bound to bump into someone eventually. I'm only lucky that it wasn't someone much bigger and meaner."

The blonde was barely concerned with the politics of Nysa, let alone with other kingdoms. She could recognize important people by name, but she'd not gotten good at recognizing them by sight yet. "Are you... someone I should know, my lady? Everyone else is staring, and I know they mustn't be looking at me."