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Beauty and the Beast [Nak'nak, Otter]

on Wed May 09, 2018 1:02 am
Was it selfish to take a break?

Otter hugged herself tightly as the breeze passed through her long red hair, her toes buried into the warm Norland shores. Was it selfish to want for a life free from troubles? Otter had never wanted to fight, Otter had never wanted power. All she wanted was to be reunited with Crow, though she knew he’d never be happy living the life she did.

Suffering was one of the Crying God’s pillars, and was a concept foreign to Otter. The markings on her brother’s body mimicked his Lord’s, and Otter knew that in order for her to bring him joy, there would be many sacrifices involved. She felt selfish for wanting some time for herself, but they were all driving her crazy.

Day in and day out it was constant fighting and constantly running into troubles. Did that many people have to die for the sake of goodness? She took a deep breath, and then another, forcing herself into prayer with her Goddess. The Lady of Joy would not want to see her like this.

Otter was not content, Otter was not happy.

But I should be, for Crow. For Gregor. For all of them.

She drew a deep breath, and from the depths of her belly, she pulled out a frustrated scream. And Otter continued to scream, and scream, and scream into the open horizons.

May the goddess send her a sign.
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Re: Beauty and the Beast [Nak'nak, Otter]

on Wed May 09, 2018 2:19 am
The salty air clung to the Tiefling's clothes, her tongue stuck out in a feeble attempt to get the taste of the ocean out of her mouth. It had been quite a while since Nak'Nak was taken from her desert, and while she had not seen an oasis that could compare to the vast salt pool in front of her, the sand below her feet was as much home as she could realistically have. Homesickness was an illness she felt in her chest, a pain that bound her heart in twine and pulled until she gasped for breath. But it was remedied, at least for a while, and Nak'Nak found that she could move on to more pressing concerns.

How long has it been since she's had a decent meal? Fresh water? The latter of the two was met with a dive into the ocean, the parched child chugging the water until the brine scarred her throat. The meal would be harder to find, but she got lucky in the past digging critters out of the desert sand.

Scream.

Nak'Nak's ears jolted up as it met the series of screams. A wounded animal will often cry out to call for help, or to frighten off a predator. In Nak'Nak's case, these desperate wails only served as a beacon for an easy hunt. Quickly dashing to the source of the sound, Nak'Nak was surprised to find neither a beast nor fallen creature, but a star in the horizon, burning brighter with every passing step. As she drew closer, a smell so faint yet so powerful overtook her senses, the fragrance intoxicating the small child and driving her to run faster, hungering for a bite. The scent was indescribable, foreign and enticing; and as her head lightened her feet seemed to lift off their own accord as she pushed off the ground, pouncing onto the Aasimar, mouth open, fangs bared.
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Re: Beauty and the Beast [Nak'nak, Otter]

on Thu May 10, 2018 2:15 am
Now this was not the sign Otter was looking for.

She was expecting something divine—spectral light illuminating her path to her obviously beatific destiny. What she got instead, however, was a gnarly Neatherthal of a monster who dare puncture her skin with her fangs.

Could aasimars get rabies?

Instead of screaming to relieve her frustrations, Otter started screaming for her life. She flailed, attempting to shove the bony creature off of her. Otter had seen tieflings and fiends before, but never anything so… savage.

The creature smelled of rotten flesh. She squeezed her injured forearm, blood slowly oozing out from the puncture marks left by the demon. She raised the back of her hand to the creature, revealing Lliira’s holy symbol.

"G-get back or I’ll attack!" She threatened, staring straight into the eyes of hell itself. The fiend’s hair was a tangled brittle mess and Otter was not sure what to make of the frock it was wearing.

She prayed the creature’s style wasn’t contagious.
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