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Fury
Nymoria's otherwise outwardly excited posture took on a subdued reaction as the girl admonished her for her noisy behaviour. She'd gotten excited, that much was true - but who could blame her? This was her first real quest in the game, and she wanted to make the most of it.

Quiet...right...wouldn't want to alert whatever is in here to our presence. Surprise is a key tactic, right?
She whispered the words, slowing her steps as she tried to silence her very existence. Whatever she had thought of the other girl before, she was beginning to wonder why they even played. They clearly weren't here for the thrill of the fight - which, in a fantasy game was kind of the point, right?
Maybe they find a thrill in just looking around at stuff? Which, I mean...kinda weird, but I guess some people like that? And who am I to judge what other people find a thrill in? I mean, look at me. I used to play games- She quieted the voice in her mind as it was about to remind her of those times. She'd prefer not to remember them at all, and yet here she was, stuck in a possibly dangerous situation, and considering past events.

Hey...did you hear that? Sounded like...a voice?
Her ears twitched atop her head - a sensation she was still getting used to - as she tried to pinpoint the sound. She could've sworn it was coming from up ahead, as if echoing off the walls. Maybe it was still a little ways into the cave itself? How deep is this thing anyways...? She gripped her dagger tighter, wondering if she'd get the chance to use it.

Come on careful one...I think we've almost found it.
A few more steps, and the cave took a sharp turn. Nymoria stopped, before peering around the corner. Seated in the centre of the dead-end was a child - likely no more than ten years of age, with a small blue globe floating in the air above them. The piece gave off just enough light to bathe the form of the child, barely visible even as Nymoria stared at it.

Huh...it's just a kid...
@Yua
