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Nohizar & Razihon

"A whole world to explore and no limits to hold me back! Let's go!"

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a character in “Scattered Dreams, Fragmented Unreality”, as played by Binsetsu

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Image Name: Virgil Adalbeohrt
Inner Self's Name:Nohizar
Type of Dreamer: Regular Dreamer
Age: Appears to be 14 or 15
Gender: Male

Appearance: Nohizar looks like a young boy of 14 or 15 years of age with inexplicably green hair. In a world where fantastical outfits are not only possible, but seem to be the norm, Nohizar wears a simple black and white three piece suit and a fedora hat. In fact, the only truly fantastical part of his appearance is his bright green hair, which doesn’t seem to be dyed in any way. He keeps his hair messy and unkempt, but his suit pristine and perfect and takes great care not to mess it up too much. He has thin eyes that are always filled with wonder and excitement and a mouth seemingly glued in a cocky grin, as if nothing in the world could possibly touch him. His stance portrays this same youthful carelessness. He keeps his shoulders back and his chest forward and generally carries himself with great confidence. This is despite his short stature of only 5 feet and 2 inches and slender body. He is lithe and comes across as almost fragile, despite his cocky body language.

Theme Song: When the moon’s reaching out stars

Current Relations: Despite not being able to remember their names, Nohizar has met Zoen Reed, Erixianti and Martellus, each of which he has given specific nicknames and roles that at best only marginally coincide with reality. Martellus is known simply as Knightguy, who according to Nohizar is on a quest to slay a dragon. Zoen Reed has been propped up as Nohizar’s example of what a “cool man” must be like and Erixianti has been given the role of princess by means of being a damsel in distress and possibly being protected by Knightguy.

Personality: Nohizar is a spirited young man, filled with the energy and inquisitiveness that seem to accompany youth. He is adventurous and curious, quick to try and discover new things and even quicker to ignore the potential dangers. He considers himself invincible and the main character in his own story and he knows the main character never dies. He is something of a loudmouth and seems to have a poor understanding of social conventions, making him quick to boast and occasionally painfully awkward when interacting with others, but he doesn’t let little things bother him. Awkwardness or even setbacks mean little to him and he is quick to recover from just about everything that is thrown his way.

He is obsessed with freedom and can react violently when someone attempts to limit him in anyway. Naturally, this has also given him a great interest in the outside world and the thing he seems to enjoy most in the world is adventuring and exploring. Finding new places and people is a constant thrill for him and one he never seems to tire of. Caution gets thrown to the wind and he rarely seems daunted by the surreal environment of the dream world. Each strange encounter is simply a new adventure waiting to be embarked upon and Nohizar throws himself into each one with an almost desperate passion, as if he was running away from something.

Nohizar also cares deeply for his best friend and ‘partner’ in the dream world, Razihon. This is despite the occasionally less than friendly attitude he receives from the apparition. Although Razihon is supposedly a product of Nohizar’s pulse, Razihon is the one constant in Nohizar’s life and he cherishes him greatly.

Abilities: Nohizar possesses only one pulse, the pulse of creation. With it, he can create anything he wishes and even animate his creations to some degree. Razihon is supposedly a product of his pulse, but Nohizar has since never been able to create a completely autonomous creation with its own personality, much to his chagrin. Nohizar’s creations are all similar in appearance, only taking on the shape of whatever he tried to create, but the insides are filled with strange green static. He is not limited in what he attempts to create, he is only limited to creating something he knows off. However, he is limited in their function. Nohizar’s pulse only allows him to recreate the shape and basic properties of whatever he tries to create and require a constant flow of power from Nohizar to stay in existence. Although he is limited to the basic properties of the object he tries to create, i.e. a sword is sharp and a wall is solid, he does seem to be able to make anything he desires capable of floating. Once created, Nohizar can expand additional powers to control his creations remotely, however, the more complex the creation the more it drains Nohizar to control it. Should Nohizar become too tired, all of his creations, except for Razihon, will simply vanish.

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History

As Virgil, his appearance is strikingly similar to Nohizar, but with brown hear instead of green. Virgil is a young and reclusive boy, though not by choice. An incident early on in his life have made his paranoid and overly wealthy parents take safety measures above and beyond what would be considered healthy for a young boy. He is mostly kept in his house, forced to adhere to his parent’s dress-code for him and allowed only minimal interaction with the outside world. He has no friends his age and only interacts with other human beings when his tutors come by to educate him. As a result, he has practically been raised by television and has an unnatural obsession with it, spending most of his free time watching TV. It has also had a strong impact on his social skills. He is shy to a fault, incapable of so much as a split moment of eye contact and barely capable of holding a conversation. His parents seem to prefer him this way and the glaring personality faults he developed only got exasperated over time. Eventually, he cut himself off from all human interaction not forced on him by his parents and instead decided to live in a fantasy world, fuelled by television. The only moments of freedom he enjoys are found when he is asleep, which is something he tries to do as often as possible.





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Image Name: Virgil Adalbeohrt?
Inner Self's Name:Razihon
Type of Dreamer: ???
Age: ???
Gender: ???

Appearance: Razihon appears to be completely different from his ‘partner’ Nohizar, or of any human being in general. In appearance he is little more than a shadow in a vaguely humanoid shape, but with limbs stretched to inhuman proportions, although his body seems to change shape at random, giving him little defining features. There are only two real constants in his body. One is the strange green static that fills it at all times and the other is his face, which consists of a glowing green orb for an eye and an ever present, absurdly wide smile. The static also fills his voice and each word he utters is accompanied by the sound of heavy static.

Theme Song: Fearful experience

Personality: Elusive, secretive, vicious. These are just a few words one might use to describe Razihon. And some of the kinder words. Razihon is nothing like his more open and adventurous compatriot. He is careful and conservative, preferring to take things slow. He rarely speaks to anyone besides Nohizar and prefers to stay in the background whenever possible, at times disappearing completely on errands only he knows the details off. He dislikes talking in general, but utterly despises talking about himself or his origins and avoids questions to his nature like the plague. He is also quick to suggest swift and violent solutions to problems and the concepts of diplomacy and compromise seem as alien to him as his own body would to normal human beings.

Despite his secretive and violent nature, he does seem to care for Nohizar, though perhaps care is not the right word. He seems to care little if Nohizar gets hurt or injured, but seems quite keen on manipulating him away from situations that could be potentially dangerous. He seems especially ill disposed to Nohizar meeting with other dreamers, but his partner’s adventurous and inquisitive nature have mostly made this a point of exasperation for Razihon. Besides his desire to keep Nohizar away from the dreamers, he also seems to have a strong dislike of exploring the dream world in general, constantly trying to keep Nohizar in one place whenever possible.

Abilities: Like Nohizar, Razihon possesses only one pulse, though it could be argued it is in fact derivative of Nohizar’s pulse, making it an extension of the existing pulse rather than a unique one. Using the extension, Razihon can change parts of his body, or even his entire body at will. Turning arms into swords, legs into springs or just simply making a hole where his stomach should be, these are all within the realm of possibility for Razihon. The only limitation seems to be that he cannot detach parts of his body. Despite his pulse being an extension of Nohizar’s pulse to some degree, whenever he uses it it drains his own stamina, which has made Razihon wary of using it overmuch.

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History

Razihon’s existence and creation remains a mystery, even to Nohizar himself. Supposedly he is a product of Nohizar’s pulse, but the boy has never been able to recreate the feat, or even accomplish anything even close to Razihon. Nohizar isn’t even sure why Razihon is like he is and has often complained that he should’ve made a friendlier friend for himself. Razihon similarly conveys a sense of ignorance to his creation, though he rarely seems entirely upfront about it. Despite the fact that he has supposedly only been in existence since Nohizar fell into the deep sleep like the rest of humanity, he seems to possess knowledge of the boy and his experiences, both in the dream world and in the real world, from before that time, bringing into question how long he has been at the boy’s side.

So begins...

Nohizar & Razihon's Story

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A strange green apparition with static filling its body leaned over the limp body of a boy just barely breeching into manhood. The creature simply stared at the still face for a while, as only wind broke the silence between the two. After a few minutes had passed the green creature picked up on some unnoticeable cue and enlarged its hand, before placing it over the boy’s mouth and nose. It simply held its hand there, even as the boy began to struggle and flail. It only released its grip when the young boy punched it straight in the jaw, causing the creature to stumble backwards ever so slightly.

“Hey, quit it!” Those were the first words that escaped from Nohizar’s mouth as he shot up to a sitting position, rubbing the back of his head while breathing heavily. In front his him the apparition with static filling its body sat on its haunches, staring at the boy with an absurdly wide smile.

”I was beginning to worry the fall had been as destructive as it had been amusing.” The green creature said, heavy static accompanying each and every word, even as Nohizar blinked and stared at it in surprise. It had never been this caring before had it? Nohizar opened his mouth to respond but the green being cut him off. ”Don’t get the wrong idea. I was merely worried about having to find a new partner. I’m a very shy individual, as you know.” Nohizar chuckled slightly before putting up his best imitation of a pout. Suddenly, realization shook him and he got up and rushed for the nearest outcropping of rocks. The green creature stared after him for a few moments, with something approaching surprise in his visage. The boy disappeared behind the rocks and the few moments turned into a large number of moments, which then turned into a long period in which the being was alone. Only after the sixth minute passed after the boy’s disappearance he returned, a relieved smile on his face and seeming more awake then he had been six minutes ago. With a skip in his step the boy returned and spoke.

”Sorry, bathroom break.” Nohizar looked at the green apparition with a smile, inviting the creature to press the matter further, as if something of boundless interest and excitement had just happened behind those rocks. The green creature simply stared, not moving an inch as it sat on its haunches. After a few more moments of silence passed, the creature shrugged, apparently not very interested in the details of what had transpired behind the rocks. Nohizar snorted in response. ”Fine! Then I won’t tell you of the lake over there, see if I care.” The boy said, pouting for real this time.

”Soooooo… where are we anyway?” The boy said, pout vanished from his face and something of a glint in his eye as he looked this way and that, his eyes widening at every little thing that appeared in his field of vision. The green apparition slowly stood up straight, taking its own time to look around. Surrounding the pair were rocks. And sand. And then some more rocks. Some were stacked high, other so low they barely breached the surface topping of sand. After looking around the creature simply shrugged, which elicited a annoyed glare from Nohizar.

”As always, you’re no use.” Nohizar said, as he turned to face the tallest pile of rocks in the area. ”Alright! Since you don’t know either, Razihon, let’s go and climb that, then we can see where we are and where we can go!” Nohizar said as he pointed at the pile of rocks, a wide grin on his face. Razihon stared at the pile of rocks before replying.

”I’m not sure that’s a good idea. I think it’s more prudent to make camp in this area and sta-“ Razihon spoke, but was cut of mid-sentence by the sound of laughter and the sound of small shoes skipping over rocks and making ‘death-defying’ leaps over rocks barely more than a feet high. Nohizar shouted back at Razihon as he continued his latest rock jumping adventure.

”You should leave the thinking to smart-guys! Like me, you dummy!” Razihon stared for a few moments longer, before a sound approaching something close to a mixture of a grunt and a growl that were wrung through a radio with particularly poor reception escaped its throat. After a few more moments passed, Razihon shrugged and set off in pursuit of the laughing boy, who had seemingly forgotten his original plan and was now inspecting some rocks with rather vibrant colours.

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Fields of grass. Endlessly repeated toward the horizons of all 360 degrees, with a depressing lack of flowers that graced the spot by the river. The only positive thing that could be said about a trek across this ocean of grass was that the scattered hills, while annoying obstacles at first, became beacons of hope, distraction, and, most importantly, variance. This great positive in a sea of arduous neutrality, was not without its downsides. Every so often these slopes would reveal themselves to be slick with mud or plagued with loose stones mere moments before casting any traveler down to the base in a defiant revenge for rudely trotting upon them.

It is on one of the former, gentler hills that Korias has found themselves, with metallic feet digging into the fickle earth and not another soul in sight. They could not tell how long they'd been walking across the lush, yet barren, landscape. They first thought that it had only been an hour (or had it been even less?), but the distinct lack of the features that had drawn them to the river and their slow, methodical pace convinced them that it had to have been longer. How long seemed like an impossible calculation that, when considered for even a moment, was drowned instantly by the memories of every thought that had been had and every sight that had been witnessed since people began falling from the sky. This left the once mediocre sense of exploration and discovery shriveled and uprooted before it had even had a chance to grow into an actual interest. All of this constantly nagged inside their rattling form, constantly pleading for the abandonment of this inquisition before being beaten down and restrained by a combination of worry for those that had fallen and curiosity for what had caused such a phenomenon.

As the hilltop grew closer and closer, the temptation to rush to it grew and grew. It was Korias' siren, and they had no crew to tie them to the mast and hold them back from enthusiastically answering its call. The negative part of sirens, that of ships crashing into rocks and sinking, became clear the moment a metallic ring echoed for miles as their boot struck the last of the hidden stones on the slope. It was the final test of this great beast of an average hill, and they has failed it, and had suffered the sensation of their entire body painfully vibrating for a moment. After suffering from the armored version of a stubbed-toe, and gritting imaginary teeth to stop themselves from letting some unintelligible noise escape them, Korias regained their posture and finally crested the mound of dirt and was given their reward.

Before them lay a lake, dwarfing the waters of the subtle river and making the journey of unknown length here somewhat worth it. As Korias looked out over this silent and calming scene, light winds caressing their faces and forcing memories of an annoying march into obscurity, their nonexistent eyes haphazardly scanned the beaches; the goal, while currently set aside for a moment, was still present in their mind. It took a few seconds of tracing their eyes over the sandy outline of the lake, with all its stones, wandering children, and green phantoms, before Korias finally managed to rip themselves away from their trance. A wandering child was something that could potentially provide them with information, and a phantom could do the same if it wasn't malignant, though few ever seemed to be.

So, with strict course, Korias began to make their way down the hill they had just ascended, doing as best they could to both be quick and stay unnoticed. Unfortunately, this side of the hill was suffering from an even worse infestation of rocks to impede their travels and give out an audible cry every time metal so much as touched them. Being a shining, silver suit of armor out in daylight also meant that stealth was pretty much impossible, as light reflected off of the plated body like a beacon for any who so much as glanced in their direction.

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”There’s nothing left of that place. It’s all gone.”
”You don’t know that!”
”How do you know that I don’t know?”
”I just do!”
”Excellent reasoning. I especially enjoy the way it only seems applicable to you. In any case, there’s nothing left but bones and the spirits of children calling for their mothers. Perhaps some particularly twisted soul managed to employ the dark arts and bring all of them back, but I doubt anyone besides myself is capable of such a feat.”
”You can bring people back from the dead?!”
”Possibly.”
”Could you teach me?”
”Of course. But it is not easy. It requires time and dedication. And most importantly, a stable, unchanging environment.”
”I can do that!”
”Good. First, you must meditate for three days straight.”
”That sounds really boring… wait! You’re not trying to trick me again are you?”
”I wouldn’t dare.”
”If you say so… anyway! That’s way too boring and we still have to find… eehh… Knight-guy, Cool-guy and the Princess!”

”You forgot their names didn’t you?” Razihon, with static filling its voice, stated the question to a blank faced Nohizar. The silence between them stretched on and on, as the boy’s brow furrowed and the grinding of teeth, almost like the grinding of mental gears, could be heard. After the silence continued to uncomfortable lengths, Razihon finally spoke up again.

”If you can’t remember their names, then there is no point in going off on some fool’s errand to find them.”
”But they’re my friends!”

”The dead make for poor friends.” Once more a statement by Razihon brought a spell of silence over the pair. But where the first one was typified by the grinding of teeth and the intense thinking of a young man, this one was typified by barely controlled sobs and a trembling lower lip. Nohizar sat on a rock, staring at the sand trying to keep his emotions in check. In his mind the short few moments he had spent with Zoen, Martellus and the Princess whose name he never got to ask and forget flew by, as if in a dream. As sudden as the moment of introspection had arrived it left, and Nohizar jumped to his feet.

”I don’t care if they’re dead or not! I’m going to find them and we’re gonna go on adventures together!” Nohizar shouted loudly, partially to his friend Razihon, and partially to the heavens in some heroic vow. Unfortunately, his childish desire and squeaky voice made the whole vow fall quite flat. All around the young man the wind blew sand around, as if in awkward applause to some hammy actor overacting on stage. Razihon merely stared at Nohizar for a few seconds before shrugging. ”Good luck with that.”

Nohizar merely glared at his companion in response, before beginning to pace circles around the large outcropping of rocks, one hand in his pocket and one beneath his chin. In his mind, a plan was forming. First, he would need to find knight-guy. Then, he would help him defeat the dragon that was threatening the Princess. Then, the three of them would go find Zoen together. After that… well, they could all go and find new adventures. A smile formed on his face as his patch-work plan, based on misconceptions and fantasies that did not even slightly coincide with reality, began to take shape.

”You have to take me to Knight-guy!” Nohizar suddenly cried out. His face set in an expression that the boy probably imagined to be grim determination, but in reality mimicked an expression of poorly contained self-satisfaction. Despite the somewhat self-satisfied expression, his smile was bright and genuine, filled with hope. Razihon shrugged again, incapable of handling the bright-eyed youth and his childish delusions.

”It doesn’t really matter. We’re no longer alone.” The smile on Nohizar’s face faded when Razihon finally answered him. His curiosity suddenly awakened, Nohizar looked around for the intruder upon their little meeting. After a few moments his eyes settled on an imposing figure, clothed in an armour that reflected light in a brilliant fashion and a black cape that nearly brushed the ground. Nohizar’s smile grew wider when he recognised the person. It was as if talking about his knightly friend had simply summoned him to him. But a second glance corrected his opinion. Although dressed in a similar way, there were numerous differences between this knight and the one Nohizar had already met. Which led Nohizar to the only obvious conclusion that could possibly be drawn from this. It had to be Knight-guy’s friend. With a bright smile and a happy wave he rushed over to the figure yelling at him from a distance.

”Hello there! You must be Knight-guy’s friend! I’m Nohizar and I’m gonna help him slay the dragon! Are you going to help slay the dragon too? Do you know where Knight-guy or the Princess is?” Even as Nohizar rushed ahead, bombarding the complete stranger with questions and blind blind to any potential danger the figure might pose, Razihon stayed behind, casting a suspicious eye on the stranger as he observed from a distance.

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Taken slightly aback by the child's endless questions and confusing statements, Korias stammered out an um or an uh with every new statement that came out of the boy's mouth. When they finally managed to break the silence imposed on them as an audience, they tried to stem the tide that continued to crash over them. "You need to calm down or else I won't be able to understand you." They tried to be somewhat firm with the statement, but their surprised posture and the rhythm of their words wound up making it seem more like a plea than anything else.


Nohizar frowned slightly at the armoured figure's comments. Had he said something wrong, or did something he shouldn't have? He tried looking over his shoulder to get some form of assistance from Razihon, but the green apparition had stayed put and seemed quite happy staying where he was. With a shake of his head Nohizar turned back to the figure in armour and nodded once, as if confirming something that was said. A bright smile appeared on his face after he took a deep breath in preparation for speaking. "Hi! I'm Nohizar! Adventurer and mystery solver! You must be Knight-guy's friend, right? You're dressed the same way anyway. Are you gonna slay the dragon too?" Nohizar spoke quickly, barely capable and partially failing to keep his cascade of inquisitiveness under control.


Korias stood motionless as the barrage of questions were reworded and cascaded over them once again, sullen at their failure to stem it and thinking of what to do. This curious child was something disturbingly familiar, but, throughout the memories they were able to call upon, no similar scene could be found. Regardless of this lack of a concrete memory, they decided on an appropriate answer after a few, admittedly awkward, moments of silence. With this decided upon, Korias raised their right hand and placed it upon their chest, and regained their straightened posture despite the slope they now stood on. "I am Korias, knight and servant of justice. Though I may look like your friend, I cannot say that I know him, but, if you take me to this dragon of yours, I will bring justice to it."


Nohizar nearly stood on his toes in an attempt to get closer to the knight as he spoke. A glint of pure and unfeigned admiration clear in his eyes and his hands balled into fists as he soaked up what the knight was saying with glee. He had never expected Knight-guy's friend to be this amazing. Not only was he a knight, but a servant of justice as well. It was like he had stepped straight out of a fairy tale. Not only that, but he wanted to help slay the dragon as well. Sure, he was saying he didn't know Knight-guy, but that wasn't a problem, he must just have forgotten. The knight's question did put Nohizar in a bind, however. Nohizar put his hand up to his chin as his brow furrowed in thought. His brow furrowed further and his teeth grinded together as he desperately searched for an answer he had no means of knowing. After a few moments of intense think the tension released and a care free smile spread over his face.

"I forgot where the dragon is! It was after the princess, so I'm sure the dragon caused the city to explode, but it wouldn't stick around would it? I bet if we find the princess we find the dragon so we can slay it!" Nohizar said happily to his newly found companion, the mere thought or idea that anything he said might not be entirely true not once crossing his mind.


Stiffening slightly as the youth artificially made himself taller and, by doing so, brought the two of them somewhat closer physically, Korias was happy to see that shine in his eyes and the sheer enthusiasm he displayed with every tiny detail of his body. There was still the matter of the green phantom that he had repeatedly glanced towards and constantly made them on edge, but it didn't seem actively malicious so dealing with it could be set aside until after learning about this dragon. When the boy's body relaxed and he started to show that weird beard scratching gesture that everyone loved using, despite the majority never having beards, when they were deep in thought or mocking the idea of being deep in thought, they relaxed their body now that the two weren't awkwardly staring at each other. Whichever it was, when it broke and his smile returned, the posture Korias once had fell under the strain of maintaining it on a hillside for so long and their arms returned to their sides while their knees bent under their body's weight.

But, when the mention of a destroyed city came up, all of that looseness disappeared as Korias gripped the youth's shoulders tightly and almost shouted in anger at only just hearing about a destroyed city now. "Where is this city? Who is this princess?!"


Nohizar barely had time to react when Korias reached out and grabbed his shoulders, holding them tightly. The expression on Nohizar's face changed from blissfully excited to genuinely frightened in a matter of moments. He opened and closed his mouth repeatedly in an attempt to speak, but the sudden aggression and strength of the knight had instilled a fear that kept his throat so tight no sound could emerge from it. Nohizar stood there for a few moments, tears from the sudden shock slowly filling his eyes before a static filled voice appeared from behind him.

"How unusual. I believe it is a crime to accost young boys in such a manner, sir knight. To answer your questions, the city is somewhere not here, we were moved from its location by unknown means and have no way of knowing where it is. As for the princess, I'm not sure. Apparently she was in some form of danger before my young companion here saved her, or so he says. In any case, I can only theorize at this point, but I would assume she was transported from the city in the same manner we were." Razihon spoke coolly and sounded almost bored having to explain all of this, although any nuances in his voice were hard to detect over the static that accompanied it. Even as Razihon spoke, Nohizar hung limp in the knight's hands, tears slowly leaking from his eyes and a dumbfounded expression on his face.


Realizing that grabbing and shouting at Nohizar wasn't the most tactful way to go about getting information, with the phantom providing that extra bit of common sense to make such a failure even more severe, Korias released their grip and took several small steps away from the boy with their quivering hands held up as if in surrender. They had set their mind to trying to reconcile this gross display of traumatizing a youth the moment fear took his cheer away, but, with the unclear voice of the phantom and the need to investigate this city forced back into their focus, such a thing seemed rather unfeasible. Before unintellible sounds starting echoing from their form again, they decided that they needed to steel themselves for the moment to have any chance at resolving this. They straightened their legs, turned their head towards the one who had answered their questions and spoke with a seven-voiced monotone.

"You are right, that was very... crude of us. But, such a lack of information leaves us stranded in these endless fields and without even a sense of direction. Do you truly have no idea of where to find either?" Korias tried their best to ignore the constant desire to plead for forgiveness from the one they had seemingly traumatized, but a clear task had kept them from breaking their stoic demeanor. Though, it had not kept them from glancing over at the boy every few seconds, not that anyone could really tell where those hollow eye sockets were looking.


When Korias released Nohizar and apologized in an awkward manner, Razihon's smile seem to grow even wider, as if the knight's and Nohizar's combined discomfort was somehow pleasing to him. Nohizar at the same time seemed to have lost his glint of admiration, only to have it replaced by a somewhat cautious fear, clearly evident in the way he was suddenly silent, giving a slight glare in Korias' direction and hiding behind Razihon. The green phantom chuckled slightly when the knight asked his next question, before shrugging in a pure expression of non-commitment. After a few moments of silence in which it seemed the apparition had no intention of offering answering his static filled voice suddenly broke the silence, Razihon possibly caving in to the intense stare from his younger companion, who seemed as interested in finding out the answer as Korias was.

"How troubling. First you assault my companion and now you ask questions, apparently being a servant of justice says nothing of one's manners. But, whatever. To answer your question, the exact location of the city is truly a mystery to me, our mysterious means of moving from the city's location to this location makes even guessing our distance from it a foolish endeavour. The princess on the other hand..." Razihon's voice trailed off for a few moments, until a burst of static marked some form of sigh on his part before continuing. "Well, I have no exact location for her... but I theorize that she might have been transported from the city in the same manner we were and as such, she might be nearby. If we search together, we may just find her." Once Razihon finished Nohizar smiled carefully, still wary of the knight, but clearly happy to hear the news.


The low hum of metal scraping against metal came from Korias' hands as the phantom's mockery both infuriated them as well as kicked the beaten remains of their ego. Still, other than their hands turning into two slightly trembling fists, the knight remained still as omewhat helpful information had finally been given. The city, which Korias only had the adjectives of "ruined" and "far away" to describe it, was impossible to find amongst these fields or along the entirety of the horizon, making it, for all its likely involvement in the incident that had gotten Korias away from the river, lost to them. This princess though, could easily be nearby and be more informative than a boy and his phantom.

With this new goal in mind, Korias finally broke free of their entrenched position and turned to scan the surroundings; they couldn't stand to look at the phantom without feeling irritated or the boy without feeling incredibly guilty. After a moment of tracing along every crest and trough of the hills, they turned back towards the phantom. Even so, they did not look at either of them, and looked at a certain stone behind them, though they kept their head in such a way to attempt to make it seem otherwise.


Thin eyes slowly followed Korias' movements, like the eyes of a snake observing its next prey. When the knight's gaze passed over a particular outcropping of rocks, Nohizar's eyes followed, examining the same bit of rock. Now that he was over the initial shock of being grabbed by the much larger individual, it seemed something of admiration had returned, whether Nohizar realized it or not. Subconsciously he was mimicking the knight's posture and movements, but made no attempt to engage Korias again, seemingly content to let him examine the surroundings. A few steps away Razihon had elected to settle on a rock, casually observing a faraway cloud or something else only he could see in the skies. But after the knight returned his gaze to the pair, the apparition turned around and observed the armoured individual. A look in Nohizar's direction made it clear that he wanted to ask a question, but was fearful of the experience now and was depending on Razihon to ask it for him. With a shrug the apparition finally spoke.

"Found what you were looking for? Truth be told, I don't mind sitting around. But my companion seems eager to get started on what he no doubt believes to be an adventure of some poetically epic proportions." Fierce nodding from Nohizar who had his hands balled into fists from the strain he felt from not being able to ask the question himself. After a few moments, self-preservation was defeated by youthful eagerness and Nohizar spoke up, his voice loud and booming, though by no means intimidating as his youth shone through in the lack of a deep timbre to his voice.

"We should go that way, I'm sure she'll be over there!" Nohizar pointed in a direction that seemed picked at random. But a bright smile accompanied his exclamation, which was apparently enough to elicit a shrug and somewhat begrudging acceptance from Razihon. With both seemingly ready to move, they then looked to Korias for the final go-ahead.


Seeing Nohizar's fear give in to his enthusiasm lightened the heavy burden that had been placed upon Korias, and with a soft sigh he nodded as the boy pointed out the direction he believed in. It didn't really matter how he had come up with his decision; no one else had any idea which way was correct and this at least gave them to push to start moving. Vocalizing their approval of this new march, Korias spoke in a less formal, almost cheerful voice. "Right." Their feet pulled themselves out of the dents their weight had left in the earth and they began slowly marching in the random direction that would either lead them to something they sought eventually, and being enthusiastic about it would make the odyssey across an ocean of grass less arduous. "We shall find this princess of yours, and then we shall slay that dragon." With their palm resting on the pommel of their sword, and with mental springs attached to their heels, they marched blindly in the direction Nohizar had chosen.


Smiling brightly once more and all concerns he might have had about Korias seemingly forgotten, Nohizar set off after the knight with a skip in his step. After a few more moments of observing the sky, Razihon followed, sticking to a respectful or perhaps careful distance behind the pair. Now that his previous fears of Korias were forgotten as quickly as they had arrived, Nohizar once more got close to the knight, looking at his armour with admiration and seemingly trying to decipher the intricate patterns on the suit of armour, which at the moment seemed more interesting to him than the prospect of finding the so-called princess.