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Kyra The two others she'd met had been...well, for lack of a better word hardened. The air of veteran players nearly radiating from them. Had she not been so used to such attitudes, Kyra might have felt overwhelmed, or overpowered, in a sense. Instead, she'd found the entire situation calming -...

Kyra She felt the individual bump into her, causing her to stumble slightly. Without thought, she spun around, scythe coming to her hand as she prepared for something dangerous; only to find a small, Faerin woman rising from the ground. Kyra's head cocked to the side in confusion, as she opened...

Kyra Her head had tilted slightly to the left, watching the other player. She could see the panic rise on her face for a brief moment, before tossing it aside. A calm, collected appearance took over. The words, carefully considered, seemed to match the attempted portrayal. Kyra knew that Ruby...

Kyra So, this was the famed Astorea, the place where all the Starcalled were supposed to head to once they'd found their way free of Falderen, and the beginning of their story. Or so she'd been told, by someone. Once. She still had no idea if that was the reality of this game, or if it was just...

Kyra She eyed the man up for a moment, questioning not only his sanity or his desire to assist, but also his current physical state. She could see no signs of wounds, nor anything else that would hinder him - at least not in the sense of the game itself. She figured there may be some sort of...

Kyra She'd been lent the horse in order to make her way from the emergency encampment, to some place known as Camp Nisus, where she'd been informed her help would be needed most. She'd been skeptical at first, wondering what a forward camp could possibly need from her - especially one that she...

Kyra Ruby had finally awoken fully, enough that she seemed to remember where they were, and what was going on. That was good. Kyra nodded as the other girl spoke about needing to log out for a little while, realising that she too likely had some things that needed to be handled in the real...

Kyra Rest. Rest had been a good idea. She'd been so tired, so sore. Laying back to rest had seemed the only positive thing that Kyra had done all day, aside from meeting Ruby. Although that meeting had brought with it far more injuries - both physical, and mental - than Kyra could've imagined...

Kyra A shift, if only for a moment. Short enough that Kyra questioned if she'd really seen anything or not. Instead, she was distracted by the commentary of the Faerin, confirming that there was more to do - as well as the fact that none seemed to have noticed, or taken offence at, how Caelin...

Kyra The question caught Kyra off guard, only in the sense that it was so out of place. She nodded, her focus entirely on the individual she was helping at the moment. She finished up, before gently pressing the acceptance button that had appeared before her in the air, likely looking a bit odd...

Kyra She watched, from the corner of her eye, as Caelia continued to work on the injured around them. The words of the other rang true, but Kyra had heard all the arguments before. The questions, specifically those designed around but what about when you're not here?, had always left the same...

Kyra She felt herself flush slightly as the other corrected the name. She mumbled an apology, before repeating the name a few times under her breath to make sure that she had it memorised. She shook her head at the question about having read sun tzu, a name that she wasn't familiar with aside...

Kyra She sat back as Ruby began speaking, her words weak but significant nonetheless. Kyra sat back on the ground, letting herself rest for a brief moment as she revelled in the fact that they had survived. She let out a sigh of relief, before poking the other in the arm. "You know...you'd...

Kyra She nodded as the other spoke, telling their side of things. How they kept themselves disassociated from the game's reality in order to maintain some sort of disconnection with it all. Perhaps to keep themselves from the shock of their actions, or the mental abuse that could come from such...

Kyra She could hear the voice, as if distant. She shook her head, trying to clear away the fog that had come over her. Everything seemed so...far away, as if she'd somehow become disconnected from her own form. She knew the signs; post-traumatic stress disorder. She'd seen it in others, so many...

Kyra A softly spoken question, barely audible. Her own vision flitted between reality, and darkness. Kyra struggled to maintain a grasp on consciousness, struggling against the harsh pull of exhaustion, pain and a desire to simply sleep, even if it was the last thing she ever did...

Kyra 130 Task: Engaging Gnoll Horde Location: White Room 5 -> White Room 6 (Mob Room) Status: Scared, Soaked, Not Happy (20 HP from Retaliation damage) Moving to White Room 6 Voices again, speaking out in an echoing fashion. Kyra's ears twitched in response, trying hard to drown out the...

Kyra A joke. Of course. She'd entirely overreacted, her behaviour causing her more embarrassment that she knew was going to keep her up, reliving it over and over again, all night. She sighed, before tossing a hesitant, uneven smile at Orn. "...sorry, I should've known it was a joke...

Kyra She took a moment to sit back, resting on the heels of her feet as she stared at the Faerin. They were right, of course. There was so much to see in this world, beyond just the encampment and what she'd come across thus far. Yet, here she'd stayed. "I know there's a lot out there...it's...

Kyra The gauze slipped, ever so slightly beneath her hand. Yet another sign of her exhaustion. She cursed herself silently, as she listened to the other. Wanting to explore the world. Kyra had found herself here, and...well, that was now where she'd spent most of her time. It seemed silly, when...