Na’Wynth de Luun

Na’Wynth woke, eyes wide, and heart racing. She hadn’t actually had a nightmare for years, having successfully bury her fears. It was strange that now, free from the stangling hold of the tower, that she would feel it now. She hadn’t had that particular nightmare since just after her accepted challenge. She groaned, not entirely sure why she was feeling as horrible as she did, though she imagined it was partly due to the rough day before and the worse night they had.

Of course, being nearly killed, could’ve had some effect on her mood.

Na’Wynth groaned, shifting her weight, her abdomen protested with a sharp pang of pain. A curse, thankfully low, nearly a mutter, escaped her lips as she blinked, clearing the sleep from her eyes as she rubbed them. The sun was breaking through the trees, it was low, and the orange-golden shine gave away it was morning.

They had slept for an entire night.

“By the gods,” Wynth muttered, shifting again, she winced at the pain and the sudden surge of hunger as she stumbled to her feet. Her balance wavered, and she found herself uncomfortably leaning against a tree. “Oi, you two, wake up.”

Saril groaned, turning over until a root dug into her leg, causing her to properly stir. Ren yawned, eyes cracking, she smiled at the dawn.

“Oh, the sun is wonderful…” The girl’s stomach audibly growled. “Oh..”

“Yes, it’s all dandy but…” Wynth pushed herself off the tree, refusing to look weak. “We need to move, now.”

“You’re hurt,” Fish protested, crossing her arms. “We need to rest, and eat.”

The woman frowned, narrowing her eyes. “Ya might be new to this runnin’ away thing, but rest ain’t somethin’ we can afford.”

“We’re fugitives…” Ren murmured, fumbling with her flute nervously. “We can never go back to the tower..”

“Consider it a blessin’ leaf,” Wynth commented, mentally grumbling about the trees around them being devoid of food. “Don’t go dwellin’ on it, we need to move.”


Moving, was something that shouldn’t have been a problem. But it was, in fact, it was such a challenge that every so often the trio would have to stop. Na’Wynth was practically dying, or she felt as much, forcing her body to keep moving until Ren was the one to insist they stopped. Wynth was trying to be strong, though she wasn;t sure if it was for herself, or to motivate the others. Every time either of them asked a question, her answers were short, not wanting to waste her breath explaining meaningless details.

She had though, taken Ren’s offer to point them in the general right direction of the nearest town. Cairhien, the closest town, and no doubt where everyone expected them to go. Wynth wouldn’t have opted for the town if she hadn’t been weak and starving, as it stood at the moment, if any mage or warder found them, Wynth would be useless, Ren couldn’t hurt someone if they tried, and Saril would be far too hot headed to focus properly.


“What are we going to do at Cairhien?” Saril questioned, breaking the silence between the trio.

“Eat, and then move.”

“W-we’re not going to rest?” Saril questioned shakily.

“No.” The accepted answered sharply, hopping over a fallen log. “We don’t got the luxury…” Na’Wynth paused, her eyes narrowing. “I think the road is up ahead, hurry up.”


They broke onto the road, and Wynth leaned back, lazily resting as her stomach grumbled again. Ren sat down at her feet, as Saril looked down the road in either directions. The sea-woman frowned, crossing her arms in obvious frustration. She glanced back at the resting, before she fully turned, arms crossed, glaring daggers at Na’Wynth.

“Which way is the sea?”

“That way.” The woman gestured. “But ya won’t make it, not by yerself.”

“What makes you so sure?”

Na’Wynth narrowed her eyes. “The fact being you had to even ask which way the damn sea is, proves a lot fish. How are ya gonna get through towns without slavers or bandits pickin’ you off?”

Saril grumbled. “I wasn’t gonna go off by myself anyways. It’s just, we should get going.”

“To Cairhien.” Ren offered, smiling.

“Yes Leaf,” Wynth nudged the girl with her foot, making her stand. “To Cairhien, now let’s move it.”

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Tag Asi and Becki, I got us to the road. One of you can get us somewhere else. Sorry if it's shitty as well, bit dead on ideas. O.o