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Nylah





As the others talked, Nylah did her best to get down more of the hot food she had so she could get some more. It seemed Sorcha, despite having said she'd cook for herself and Leuca, was still very hungry indeed. It was simply a hearty simple meal she'd prepared, really, but it seemed to be enough for those in the room in general. It made her somewhat happy in a certain regard, that others could enjoy a meal she'd made. Especially with the cold outside to boot. That made a hot meal and the crackling fire that much more appealing regardless, she supposed.

Yet her mind ultimately was more focused on the matter at hand, even as she got her second bowl and sat down, as both Sorcha and Eirhild had made a good point about the different angles from which they could approach things. At least in her own mind.

“Find a nearby village and ask around.” Sorcha responded simply. “Easiest way to gather information is from the people themselves. They’d have no reason to be hostile to either of you three initially.”
Scary Sorcha


It was easy enough a solution, at least if the locals weren't somehow against them or didn't attack them on sight. Also if they were willing to talk, etc. Though whether they'd be able to talk to Mie in her camp as well after that would be a question, among others, if they even got the chance. It would certainly be more useful in obtaining information from the non-Mie side of things.

And yet...

“We waste time with that though, this Mie lass might be caught between a cave wall and a crystal eater nest.” Eirhild grunted. “Could be best to just go straight there. We know what we gotta do so we don’t need to know much more, do we? Dunno what’s going on here, but we don’t even know if that blizzard even reached the Yaga or Krysa that much, do we?”
Eirhild


The straightforward approach was perhaps the most valuable in regards to time. How much food and supplies Mie and her people had, versus the Krysa and Yaga's own supplies, was something serious. Haruno had fought tooth and nail to get to the village to try to send over help. It was a desperate situation that was only going to get worse. One of the few silver linings to her, off the cuff at least, would be if Mie and her people were more well-prepared than their foes. Then again potentially a far more horrible situation otherwise if the opposite was true, and thus leaned in favor of the Krysa and Yaga.

Hmm...

"...With all of this in mind, I believe it could be best to go there as soon as we can whilst being as prepared as we can. S-Such are my own thoughts at the very least...but in the end we can't be ready for both scenarios completely, and surprises are likely to abound both there and along the way. Yet with the desperation that helped drive Haruno to come here and seek help, and what she endured to do so, it is most clear that things must be bad enough for Mie and her people and frankly everyone over there as it is.

If we wish to intervene and try to save some lives, or even get to the truth of this situation before it solves itself, then I believe we must get moving as soon as we can. That much I feel is imperative enough at this time, alongside a generally cautious approach once we'd get there."


The Mothraki ran a hand through her own hair, before letting her hands rest around her bowl of food once more. She would pause, cooling off and taking a bite using her spoon before looking back up at the others at the table once more.

"With this all in mind I would not think to ask you to leave your charge, Miss Sorcha. But Lissa, Miss Eirhild...would you be willing to come along with me? With the three of us at least, we could scout out things if nothing else.

Whatever we end up doing, I must bring something to my Mother and go see her before we could go though, in such a case as you'd agree to such as request as this one. But I could see if Miss Calra has anything to spare before we leave as well as seek out any spare rations or food we could carry. Then we could meet back here and set out before it gets dark, and make some progress and time while we still can."


It was an idea of sorts. Albeit a tad rushed. But they hadn't the time to ponder for days on end, now when this was all going down. Not when this could be used, in her own theory, to help the village itself and save more lives in the process. Whether the others thought it was a good plan/idea, however, was not something for her to decide. Neither did she want to even try to drag Sorcha away from her charge, especially after that long trip of theirs to get to Dawn in the first place. Miss Eirhild had been with them as well to boot.

Yet...all she knew is that she felt they needed to go as soon as they could at this venture, and between her thoughts and gut instincts it all seemed to be in agreement on it all. Now it was just up to hearing the others' thoughts on it all, etc. If it even was a good plan of action in the first place that she'd just suggested...

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Nylah





She almost flinched at Sorcha's sudden cutting in, save for having tried to mentally prepare herself for it since the woman was standing there and listening to what she'd been saying. She could tell that much....or rather, no, she felt like such a thing was natural for a person such as Sorcha to do anyway. Always an ear to the ground, and somehow familiar in that sense. At the same time, though, the dwarven woman's words were somewhat of a comfort, only to be followed up with Lissa's own input after having helped the Mothraki girl cook the food and get things going. A welcome bit of help, but ultimately this was all small pickings compared to the task ahead.

In the meantime, Nylah took a couple bites of soup as she finally got to sit down herself after the food was finally completed. She did lightly fidget with her fingers as Lissa called her more of an 'expert' of the area than she was. Which was perhaps true, but...eh. Nevermind.

She lightly shook her head to clear the potentially distracting thoughts, before her eyes scanned over the others in the room. Nylah then seemed to focus back on the fire, after looking about to the others, going back into her own train of thought about the matter. Not being ignorant of what was going on around her, but more just seeming to be that sort of 'well focused and pondering something' once more.

"I agree that scouting the situation out would be best, Lissa, giving us a chance to learn how dire things are and what is truly going on. Yet with no idea on how things will be, I feel we must be prepared to act either way to flee or assist as we scout things out as well. With how much time has passed, we could find ourselves or others in deeper trouble than we came prepared for if we do not think ahead somewhat more."

The Mothraki took another bite of soup, though without thinking too hard on what was in front of her the spoon brought some far-too-hot contents straight into her mouth. Snapping out of things, Nylah lightly panicked and dropped her spoon back into the bowl with a small splash...a little soup on her good clothes too. Drat.

After recomposing herself, eventually, she would turn to look at the others again. Albeit somewhat embarrassed, that much was visible, but trying to focus back on the topic at hand.

"A-At any rate...out there, we should be going with a proper and constant sense of caution, I believe, considering both this situation and what we ran into in the woods some days ago.

Whether the Krysa and Yaga are desperate enough to go after us upon making contact is one matter, but the predators in the woods have been driven to come further out to try to find food. That much I think has become clear enough to myself and Lissa at least, for what I can actually speak about. Even the wolves are more than desperate due to hunger, willing to face down well-armed people simply to try to get a meal.

Further, I've no idea of any of the kin of the passing Elder Beast have remained, or if all we might see elsewise is the Kyrinth's deer...which we must leave alone if we are to not anger our own local Elder Beast here."


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Eliana, The Cosmic Gypsy

And

Kiyome, The Draconic Protector









Thundering explosions and the cracking of bullets but through the formerly peaceful and calm air, and even some distance from Bolorton itself the sounds of what was undoubtedly a battle of larger scale were very much audible. Indeed, before the draconic swordswoman had any clue, her compatriot had begun to pick up on things before she could. A curiosity from the so-called "Cosmic Gypsy" had ultimately turned into more than this as the duo had gotten close, the rising smoke and so forth striking up a notable sense of alarm. Curiosity thus became concern, and as the duo made their approach the haste in which they made their approach had become even greater.

Still...

"Lady Eliana!"

The swordswoman's hand shot out as they ran through the open field, grabbing the wrist of her compatriot before she could run any closer. As the other girl's head shot back to look at her, the swordswoman's eyes could not help but glance up at the rising plumes of smoke before looking back down at Eliana's eyes once more. She could see the danger, see it all too clearly, and yet her charge did not seem to care nor hesitate regardless. Even those deep green eyes reflected her compatriot's feelings without any sort of hesitation nor remorse.

She had to at least try, for Thos' sake!

"Mi'lady, we cannot simply charge into this situation! I understand your concern, but if we barge into some uninvolved situation on this scale I worry for your safety. Stirring up any local magical forces would be inadvisable at best, especially since we've yet to reach our destination as Lord Thos commanded."

The other girl returned her words with a silent pout.

"We can't simply leave the people in that village to die! We simply can't! Even if we can only save a few lives...you know how I feel about these things, Kiyome.

Even if we must take a neutral stance, the innocent...we can't just leave them..."


The pleasing in those eyes. The big, soft, bubbly heart no even hiding its presence on her sleeve. That childish pout even. The swordswoman's grip tightened on Eliana's wrist, but at the same time she found herself gritting her own teeth. Again. Again and again and again, and just like that person never a willingness to...no. She came by it honest. So very honest. It was nostalgic in a sense, even now.

It reminded her...

...Crap. Screw it. She'd have to transform, bind her up, and carry her on her back to make it work out like she felt was best, and that would only make things worse.

Kiyome's grip lightened on the other girl's wrist, before letting out a small but defeated sigh. Eliana, on the other hand, simply beamed back victoriously in return before grabbing the swordswoman's own wrist in return and immediately dragging the disguised monster girl off n thhe direction of Bolorton.

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit a miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinute, I wasn't finiiiiiiiiiiiiished yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet!!!"

The protest was of no use.

"Come on! Let's see what we can do! We can talk once we get there!"




Toxic spores, nightmarish creatures and suffering cries, fire, it was nothing short of insanity. Soldiers being cut down left and right, magical girls and monsters scrambling to do anything, and yet the duo had their particular way to go about things. Not that one of them liked it, but the alternative was much worse. So it had been a compromise.

A notable compromise that kept the mistress happy enough at least.

Penny and Mayra both saw as three tanks, escorted by two dozen soldiers, rolled over the distant hill, their cannons targeted at them. Even with their speed, it would take two rounds to reach the tanks.
???


For a certain swordswoman, that distant hill was not so distant anymore. In fact, she'd transformed and set her sights on the first target to ambush.

In a heartbeat a draconic swordswoman appeared out of seemingly thin air, standing atop the body of the tank next to the turret, a Focused strike from her blade launched at blinding speed as space and time warped themselves. The superbly long sword cleft through at an angle, slicing the barrel and down into the tank itself. A cry of surprise, the 'thunk' of at least one or two somethings inside of the tank, and the gurgling of blood alongside shouting from inside came soon after...as well as most of the tank's barrel landing on its front with a loud THUD at that. A deadly blow indeed, dealing damage to the turret leaving it unable to turn and cutting deep into the cramped tank and striking likely most of the crew inside in the process.

However...



"Hmpf. You see something you like?

You really are fools to get on the striking end of my blade. But let's make this entertaining, shall we?"


...the element of surprise was gone, so she'd have to work for the next attack like that. A punishing, draining blow that for her vast mana pool was generally acceptable.

"The hell-?!"

"Hostile on top of us, open fire!"

Soldiers around the affected tank turned and tried to open fire on her, but in a heartbeat their target disappeared once more. Even so, the cooled air and and dread originating from the Mark of Thos the swordswoman permeated the air, sending a sudden chill down the spines of the shocked soldiers.

"Use extreme caution, hostile is capa- jlghajdlgajkdg!"

'SHUNK'


A thrust of that sword this time that went through the speaking man's chest and right through the chest of the guy next to him, blood rushing up into his throat and out of his mouth, before the blade was swung and the bodies of the two were cleft through like a hot knife through butter. Rifle fire would turn toward the swordswoman once more, all as she grabbed the severed upper torso of one soldier and used it as a shield to rush two of the soldiers now firing directly on her.

She had to admit, though, it was not going to be a boring day. And with her mistress in a safer spot than this...heh. She could go ham without as much worry. Not that the worry would ever go away. It was enough to very briefly bring a smile to her face for a moment.

"Well...looks like this won't be a total waste of my precious time after all!"

If she got close enough she'd toss the torso at them as a distraction and then use her spec to teleport behind them to try to cleave them both in two with a mighty horizontal strike. Depending on how things went, of course.

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Eliana herself would ultimately sneak as best she could and head to the western row, trying to evacuate out anyone she could find. Or at least get them out and in a safe spot for the moment being. She'd promised her ally that much, to try to stay off of the front lines as best as she could. She had no idea if or what anyone else was doing around the village, or if more soldiers and such would pop around the corner, but she was doing her best regardless to get people and keep them safe in case anyone came storming in. Her sensory skills made it a simpler task than most as well...but at the same time the nature of those she was trying to help was eerily consistent. Magically so.

"What is going on here?" she softly said to herself, lips pursing in concern as she left a house with one unconscious child in her arms, "Magically asleep...? Could it be-?"

((OOC: Basically here's room for Lily to run into her, or someone else helping in that area, etc.

Couldn't think of much than a starter here to try to get help Eliana involved. Apologies.
))

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Nylah





“Well, seems like you and Lissa here had the same thought. We were just about to come visit ya.”
Dwarf Woman


"Y-Yes!"

As much as she was glad the other two had been about to look for her in turn, she just hoped things would go well over some hot food and trying to talk out a potential plan. At least with Lissa, if not the dwarven woman depending on what could be managed. In that vein the Mothraki was generally silent as she led the other two back to her abode, taking the same route she had with Sorcha and Leuca before the familiar door and walls and such were once again in sight.

Yet upon entering, and grabbing a little clean top-layer snow along the way, it seemed Sorcha was already standing guard over the spare room when they got back. Nylah felt a light burning in her cheeks, the embarrassment of her actions prior to heading out to look for the dwarf woman and Lissa still fresh enough in her mind that she was almost afraid to say any more. She was visibly a bit more nervous then, at least, but seemed to be trying to keep her cool. Or at least push back on the feeling of impending doom Sorcha's deadly stare and curt manner felt like they communicated. Blargh.

But perhaps the child was able to try to get some rest, at least. That and a hot meal were good to have, especially in cold weather like this.

Still, after entering the house with the other two the Mothraki put the clean snow in the pot and began to grab some supplies to try to make up a simple soup or stew using what supplies she could quickly get from the storeroom. Yet as she was trying to get the main room fire and such going to get things ready-

“Busy day, huh. So, you wanted to speak earlier? It’s not about Mie and the little trip I want to take, is it?”
Lissa


-...Nylah briefly paused at the question, almost like a deer in the headlights, but ultimately looked over to Lissa and gave a small nod of acknowledgement all the same. It did take a small bit of pressure off of her shoulders, at least, to get that much out in the open. Not that she'd had a chance to state the intention.

"Yes, actually.... I was having a similar if not same idea of my own, Lissa, and wished to speak with you about it. Preferably whilst trying to make everyone something hot to eat, where we have some space and can be a little more at east than standing in the temple or the cold otherwise."

A look of realization dawned on her eyes. She'd forgotten to invite them to sit down and rest as she got food ready! Drat.

"A-Ah! Do come into the main room and make yourselves comfortable, to that end, in the meantime! There should be some space to set down your things, if you wish, as well. And let me pull some chairs over as well so you can warm up as the food cooks! S-S-Sorry!"

After getting the fire started, as well as the clean snow and simple preserved or salted other ingredients and herbs in the pot, Nylah would hurry over somewhat quickly, pulling three chairs over so Lissa and Eirhild could sit down proper. She wasn't sure if Sorcha would want to, so the third chair would be hers if no one else used it. She then walked back to the fire pit itself, putting the lid on to try to get things boiling as she fretted about almost like some kind of housewife trying to best care for her guests. Albeit with one of them having a very potent death glare she could make use of, to say the least..

Then, once her two newest guests would hopefully get comfortable and sit down, Nylah would try to collect herself once more and speak again as she stood over the fire and cared for the pot of food she was trying to prepare. Albeit her starting with a small sigh was perhaps not the most confident, or unique, thing to do. But all the same it was a habit, perhaps, and it was maybe a habit of hers in particular? Something of the sort.

"So...we've no real idea of the situation between Mie's Caravan as well as the Yaga and Krysa acting so out of sorts. It could be they were hit badly by the passing of the Elder Beast through our area. Likewise, all that Haruno knows is what she's been through or told, and it seems Mie's situation might be very dire indeed.

Originally I though that we could perhaps help Mie, and....shamefully....that b-by helping her in particular give us some leverage for trade until we can get better resources or goods to trade with her and she and her people are able to recover. But more than that something else came to mind.

Something feels...off to me. About all of this. And I cannot put a finger on it. It has me suspicious at best of what's really happening, of the greater situation as a whole and how things got so bad. Perhaps I am thinking too hard on these things, but I wished to see what you think on the matter and your ideas for some kind of plan."


The Mothraki's eyes looked back up at Lissa and Eirhild here and there as she did her work over the food and fire, nervousness in her tone eventually giving way to a renewed sense of focus as she finally spoke her thoughts on things without holding them back. Her lips would purse some as she spoke as well, even if briefly, before giving way to the same more focused look in the end respectively. A bit of a shift, but somewhat similar and definitely reminiscent of how she'd been when focused on providing initial care for and then protecting her patient from the wolves a few nights ago in the forest perhaps?

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Eliana









Kiyome










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Nylah





...Whilst it wasn't intentional, the Mothraki could not help but overhear what was going on as she'd gotten things prepared for the food and fire. Even a year ago it would have still pulled at her heartstrings, hearing a child having to ask such a question at all, and yet within the last few weeks alone she'd learned things. Things...er...she was unsure how to word it. Things she'd never really questioned since being raised in the village itself. And then, before any more could be talked about the matter, the blizzard and all sorts of things had broken loose onto the village and her mother was bedridden.

So many dead. So much gone. Mother had ben cautious well enough indeed, but since then she'd done her best to help care for her alongside Akala's efforts and so forth. Bringing hot meals from time to time, coming to check in on her every day and before heading out of the village for anything. Etc.

And yet, thinking back on those revelations of the past she couldn't help but feel something rather vaguely familiar as she'd overheard the two. Not much, but a spark of something. Mmm.

She would continue her preparations, though she had visibly taken some pause briefly in the middle when hearing Leuca speak, but had refrained from looking back or making comment. Then, finally returning her attention to her guests properly, she found herself looking at Sorcha seeming to be back to she'd been since they'd met not long ago. Like a switch had flipped back and forth simply talking to the young one.

“Thank you for the consideration, but I’ll prepare our meals myself.”

“If there will be nothing else then, we’ve had a long day and I would very much appreciate some rest.”


Nylah gave a small, acknowledging nod to the woman before her whilst trying to not look at Leuca for fear of triggering some reaction in Sorcha herself. Even so, she tried to not get lost in her own reminiscence again. Tried to at least.

"Of course, take you time. Hopefully once Enli is ready I can bring him here or at least help you get to speak with him. Though whenever you run out of food, please let me know so I can get some more from the storeroom. Likewise if I step out of the village for any time, I shall let you know when about I should be returning as a matter for formality at least."

The Mothraki let out a small sigh, as if the anticipation of the work ahead was already taking its toll. Even so, she seemed to go into thought somewhat afterward. As if trying to-, ah!

After a moment she seemed to perk up before digging in her satchel and pulling out a single healing potion and handing it out to Sorcha. Were the woman to not accept it, she'd set it simply by the edge of the doorframe where it could be easily seen and reached.

"An herbal healing potion of sorts, even if a basic one. In case either of you sustained any sort of simpler injuries on your travel here. You need not use if it you've any worries, we have just met each other after all, but it is an offer all the same.

In the meantime, I will go back to look Lissa and your other former traveling companion. In truth I've business of my own, so I hope to return again soon, but if I return with them I will head to the main room to ensure you both are left alone to rest at least."


With that, the Mothraki gave a small bow to the duo, before doing a quick visual check to ensure she brought the right things in and starting to head out of the room. Situation or not going on with these new arrivals, she needed to talk to Lissa. Perhaps even the dwarven woman. Oh...what was her name again? Drat. She would have to ask again Yet if there was a chance to relieve Mie and have her maybe in the debt of the village in some capacity, or something of the sort, then perhaps the village...could...

...

Crap.

A nagging feeling was latching onto her, digging its claws in when she tried to leave. A thing she felt like she needed to do.

But why? It made no logical sense in some ways, and yet it was enough that Nylah briefly paused before she'd fully left the room.

She then eventually let out a quiet sigh of defeat, before looking back briefly again in at her two guests.

"My apologies if this seems a bit too much to add...but...you seem more than capable, Miss Sorcha, but should the worst ever happen whilst I am gone there is a hidden space. There's a small wooden trapdoor hidden as part of the floor underneath the wood pile in the back. It is a smaller space down there, but enough to hide in...in truth, after this house was built my Mother made it herself to hide me when I was younger. Just in case the worst should ever happen whilst I was home in those first years were were living here.

Because...sometimes people do not seemingly have a reason for saying or doing some horrible, horrible things. Perhaps, even in hindsight, we still can't fathom some of those things...or help but worry about them...but even so we can only go about our lives one day at a time regardless. One thing at a time, focusing on the next step ahead of us."


Advice from Mother, once again coming back into her mind. It felt so silly and out of place to say it all she felt like she could die of embarrassment alone, interjecting like this, and yet once she was done she would quickly nod again in a hurried manner.

"N-Now th-then, I'll leave you both be to r-rest. S-S-Sorry..."

With that, Nylah quickly left the room and made her way to leave the house in a hurry. No looking back. Perhaps she was a fool, a soft idiot talking like this to these strangers. It was so very foolish. Nothing like Mother. Nothing like how her mother was strong, powerful, determined, beautiful, and so many admirable things. Yet at the same time, she'd done things Nylah herself couldn't imagine. Shocking things. Painful things.

...Why did she save her that night? Why that night, and not some other child before then? Why? Why so much slaughter? Why were the Mothraki and Bastelians even doing these things to each other? She didn't even have an idea of what her own people were like. Her own race. She hadn't been able to get more answers after that night of truths being revealed to her. She'd been afraid to even ask, not wanting to change things even more so, though she didn't shy away from the only parent she'd ever known either.

Blargh. All thinking about it did was just make her feel...bad. Strange. She couldn't put a pin on just what it all was or meant, but she knew one thing for sure in the end: She needed to help her Mother get well again. No matter what.

...

...

...

Eventually Nylah would make her way back, and upon seeing Lissa and the dwarven woman still around she waved at them as she jogged over. Something in her eyes seemed more tired than usual, though the nerves about what she wanted to ask Lissa about were coming back gradually as her focus returned to the original matter at hand.

A rescue mission, or something like that, being discussed.

"There you both are! I was worried you'd be standing in the cold too long. Sorcha and Leuca have been settled in, but I'd hoped you both would come along as well. I can at least get a warm meal going in the Main Room for you both before we chat more, if that would be acceptable."

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Nylah





Sorcha seemed to be a woman not afraid to speak her mind, that much was for sure, though the comments about the poor state of the village were as redundant as anything. They'd weathered the passage of a proper Elder Beast through their area, and the fact the deaths had been limited to what they were felt like a miracle. Yet in contrast, Leuca seemed to be as eager and bright and hopeful as anything. A clear contrast to, and somewhat a relief from the comments of, Sorcha herself. If naught else, though, the visage of her home was something that brought a sense of some small relief to the Mothraki.

A lovely house near the sea, built well and cozy with tall ceilings and a lot of space to move. Carpets and mother's weapons, icons of the goddess Kythet and a large fire pit, the works. She'd never thought to ask her mother if it had been made to resemble designs of her old homeland, but in truth she'd not needed to ask such things. She'd been content to learn, to grow, to...to live with Mother around and to try to make her proud. By the time such questions became apparent, the Elder Beast had arrived after and things had become a mess. A grand mess.

“I am surprised to see a Mothraki living in a house with holy symbols and icons of the Bastelians. I take it this ‘mother’ you spoke of is a Bastelian, then?”
Sorcha-A-Big-Deal-Around-Here


Was it so odd? Then again, Mother had acquired her in not the best of circumstances. Not all details had come out, but she had figured that time to talk more about it would come. That they'd be able to sit down more, all before that illness had stricken the only parent she knew down and left her bedridden. Ill.

"Ah...y-yes. Mother is a Bastelian, and the only mother I've ever known. In truth, I've no real memory of living anywhere else but here in the village either."

Not far from the main room with the fire pit and such, and across from her own room, Nylah would guide the duo to the spare room she'd mentioned prior.

A large and open spare room, of the same style as the rest of the house, filled with spots on the floor for extra bedding that was piled up in the corner along with some wood and tinder and other very simple supplies. Enough of a place to host a guest, or a few guests when Mother had kept some hunters over a few times before the night before a big hunt in particular in the past. The room likewise had a smaller fire pit in the center of it, one that was surrounded with stone and ventilated out of the ceiling. Even so, no wood currently sat in the pit that had gone unused since before the Elder Beast's arrival.

Decorations were scarce, but some hide carpets and such did provide a certain sense of 'home-i-ness' when it came to the local tastes of the village. At least it didn't look so empty, if nothing else.

After entering the room proper with her guests, the Mothraki would quietly walk over to the stacked wood and bedding were and work on pulling some bedding down for the duo to make use of. She would keep it close together, as she figured Sorcha would prefer most likely, and would begin to perform the process of stacking some tinder and wood and getting a fire going with a flint and small bit of metal to strike with left sitting by the smaller fire pit's edge. Not that there was must left to make use of at this stage, compared to their stock prior to the blizzard, but she'd managed to get some help once or twice restocking some after events. Somewhat. Truth be told she'd had to make do herself with most of the work, even if it was a struggle, and that had been after providing mutual assistance to those who'd helped her.

And, somewhat ashamedly in her mind, some of the unusable housing and other ruins left in the initial wake of things had been scavenged by herself and others a bit for useable wood and materials. All out of desperation.

Pursing her lips as she focused, eyes unwavering from the task in front of her hands despite the somewhat far-looking glaze that had formed in her eyes somewhat, Nylah would eventually get the sparks going as Mother had taught her. She almost didn't need to think about it at this point, as starting the fire and keeping one had been a chore for so long it had become second nature to her. So natural and basic, and yet...something so vital to survival all the same. Like breathing air.

"Whew...well, there's some bedding and a fire at least! If you need more, there's more bedding here in the corner as well as more wood to keep the fire in here for warmth. I'll go to the storage and see what to get simmering in the pot over the main fire pit, though Mother was very insistent we keep things that would preserve and last before the blizzard hit."

Perhaps...once she and Mother were through the nightmare things had become, once she found a way to make Mother well again, then she could make her a hearty and piping hot dinner again as well. Something to bring back something of better days. Even if just a bit. Even if just for one evening.

Still, once food got going well enough she could perhaps even go back for a moment to get Lissa and the other newcomer. She'd hoped they would come along with her and the others, but they had apparently stuck back behind to talk. Hmm. She'd wanted to talk to Lissa about going to to assist Mie and her group, even if it meant sneaking in to provide medical assistance or something, but she didn't want to simply up and walk away from her guests either.

@Rune_Alchemist

(("Alas, with the mini-goddess re-clothing herself Nylah hadn't the chance to imagine her a cute little dress. Though the fact the mini-goddess had lost clothing from that little event was a small shock to her indeed."))

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