1. Nere Ashorn

    Open that sign can't stop me, because I can't read

    "I have a horse to carry my things," Nere said, bleary-eyed, already too tired to trail the malice in the man's conversation. The flask was denied. She found enough energy to stand after her generosity was rejected, but not enough to pick up the leather vessel properly. It dragged through the...
  2. Nere Ashorn

    Open that sign can't stop me, because I can't read

    The other woman splashed the cooling water up into the air, and some of it got on her face. It made the little twists of hair at her temple curled into dripping waves. Dark tendrils framed her face like the slithering coils of inked eel and squid that framed her... something else. Nere blink...
  3. Nere Ashorn

    Open that sign can't stop me, because I can't read

    A shroud mirage apparated before Nere. Had to have been, from how quietly the other woman swished into being, and how diaphanous her form seemed, with the refraction of waterlight shimmering against pale skin. Nere let the water she'd been cupping pour from her hands, some of it dribbling on her...
  4. Nere Ashorn

    Open that sign can't stop me, because I can't read

    They called it the Red Spring. It was located an old elven ruin, built back when the deadlands had been forest. Once a mosaic fountain, the red and yellow swirls of tile were now mostly covered up by sand drifts. But the water remained, bubbling out from the center of the fountain, fed by some...
  5. Nere Ashorn

    Open Big Tent of Horrors: Karn Evahl

    The barker hadn't wanted Nere's sword. She drug it behind her, dejection in every step. Eyes only saw the gravel at her feet as she wove through the crowd. No glance towards the spoiled man with his sharp spoon, nor the splash and scream coming from the mouth of the Tunnel of Love, nor the...
  6. Nere Ashorn

    Open Big Tent of Horrors: Karn Evahl

    What you give is what you get. Nere waded though the warm, foamy blood. Her arms worked in hurried half-arcs as she trudged from one labyrinthine length of mirror to the next. Every turn of a corner, every twist brought her face-to-face with the same red image. Her own body, wickedly distorted...
  7. Nere Ashorn

    Open Big Tent of Horrors: Karn Evahl

    THE FUNHOUSE Dancing lines of round lights hung from the tent ceiling high above. And so too did the images of Nere wobble and dance as she walked through the field of funny mirrors. She stretched her arms out wide and saw them span a thousand miles. She made a scowling, wide-eyed expression at...
  8. Nere Ashorn

    Open Big Tent of Horrors: Karn Evahl

    The Funhouse Lem was never going to believe this! Nere stepped round in a circle, staring up at the twinkling lights draped between tent tops. There was so much to take in that she couldn't pick a direction to go. People walked past with sweet treats dripping in their hands. A lanky...
  9. Nere Ashorn

    Private Strictly Business

    Yes, things were rolling again! Once the handshake got on its way, Nere felt much better. His hand was really warm, though, and she was worried hers might get sweaty. Luckily, it turned out handshakes did not last very long. Nere didn't actually know much about variety shows, or any shows for...
  10. Nere Ashorn

    Private Strictly Business

    Nere nodded along to Taresh's description of the stranger she was looking for, bluntly unaware. It wasn't until halfway through his re-introduction that the lucky coincidence dawned on her. The surprise on Nere's face was clear. She'd never had the presence for the stage, but she made a decent...
  11. Nere Ashorn

    Private Strictly Business

    A handshake, of course. Nere silently scolded herself as Taresh explained to her his intentions. It's not as if she'd never heard of a handshake before, they just weren't common in her line of work. Greetings in general, really. It was always give and take, agree or disagree, and those sorts of...
  12. Nere Ashorn

    Private Strictly Business

    Nere realized that she hadn't noticed the man right way because he looked very much like a part of the stone work, or perhaps an open doorway, all grey and black and with angles that looked like they were metered by a bricklayer. Deva were usually a little bigger, but this guy was especially...
  13. Nere Ashorn

    Private Strictly Business

    The winds were bad. Dust fiends and sprays of sand battered the streets. The city had shut off all the fountains to conserve water, and most denizens of Cindersend took this as a sign to stay inside for the rest of the day - those that had a place indoors, anyway. Nere was not so lucky. A thick...
  14. Nere Ashorn

    Open Can you hear the bones?

    Gaze intense, Nere looked back at the one-eyed girl. "Whatever I know, I'll say. And whatever I can help with, I'll do," she said with an earnestness that could easily be taken advantage of. "My brother's life is worth more than gold or good graces." It was kind of the professor and the...
  15. Nere Ashorn

    Open Can you hear the bones?

    As soon as the strange girl denied any affiliation with the Houses, Nere's let her shoulders relax and her breath go steady. Right in time to get a lungful of witherbalm. There was no way to dodge the ring of smoke in time. Uselessly, Nere waved it away with a hand, knowing the rotten herb was...
  16. Nere Ashorn

    Open Can you hear the bones?

    A sticky glass of beer was set in front of Nere. If she had not been so down on herself, she would have noticed it was a special of the local ward, brewed with mint leaves and pepper. The delicate and refreshing flavor was lost on her. She only dragged it closer to her chest as a cloaked figure...
  17. Nere Ashorn

    Open Can you hear the bones?

    When one spoke of the markets of Cindersend, they usually meant the ones in the Bone Ward - the rush of purified water cooling the air, the shout of merchants and hawkers friendly and familiar like the birds that chirped in the shady vertebrae above. The stretch of market street was built within...
  18. Nere Ashorn

    Nere Ashorn

    A young adventurer, Nere has dedicated her life to defending the innocent above all else. Runic tattoos cover her body, both a testament to her faith and a conduit of her magic. She is a polite woman who prefers diplomacy over violence, but is not afraid to go against those with nefarious...
  19. Nere Ashorn

    Bee's Tracker

    Intro Player Name | bees?!?! Pronouns | she/they Timezone | Pacific Standard Contact | discord or PM! Hi I'm an admin. I like tea. I have a full-time job and will respond to messages within 3 business days. CharactersOngoing ThreadsFinished Threads Nere Ashorn that sign can't stop...
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