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Kara Nash

"Won't you accompany me outside the gates?"

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a character in “The Journey: The Tales of Four”, as played by FuyuHana

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Six Trillion Years and Overnight Story

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"How entertaining! Don't you find these things enjoyable as well?"




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"Being adventurous is either a very foolish trait, or a very heroic trait. I'd prefer to be a hero over an idiot."

Full name: Kara Nash

Nickname/Title: None She Knows Of

Age: 16

Birthday: December 2nd

Height: 5'7

Weight: 116

Favorite activity: Roaming around in the outside world | Studying things she doesn't know of

Goals: To have a just simply live a life of thrill, risk, and danger altogether until the very end.

Good at: Observing | Remembering | Sprinting | Martial Arts

Worst at: Planning | Paying Attention | Following Orders | Cooperation





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"Well... I can't say I'll adjust to your liking, if I were to be honest."

Positive Traits:
- Sarcastic
- Brave
- Mature
- Considerate
-Negative Traits:
- Rebellious
- Tends not to listen
- Defensive
- Overly Honest






Likes:
- Teasing others
- Sweets
- Knowing new things
Loves:
- Adventuring
- Uniqueness
- The outside world





Dislikes:
- Group activities
-Arrogant people
- Denseness
Hates:
- Being alone
- Rules/Restrictions
- Weak people who
choose not to
change themselves





Dreams of:
- Travel the world
- Being able to see a Dok and live through it
- To lay eyes on a Leffin
- To find that certain place

Fears:
- Acrophobia - Fear of heights. Kara has always had a bad thing with heights, even though the highest she'd gone was only 10 feet in the air. She just can't stand the sight of looking down.
- Atychiphobia - Fear of failure. Kara has very high expectations of herself, and failing anything, especially if it were important, would devastate her greatly.





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"I suppose that I, too, am a unique person."

Kara tends to think about really dark things. While she always seems to be quite calm and her day to day self, she always has been thinking of dark things, although it doesn't seem to really affect her. She is more known for her rebelliousness and courage to do things most wouldn't, as she wants to do everything she could possibly do before passing into the next world. The deepest secret Kara keeps from everyone she knows is that she is quite lonely. She feels as if she is unable to fit in anywhere, and even though she is not too bothered by it, it is often the most common thing on her mind.





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"I'll be waiting, until I find that certain place."

Kara was born under a father a mother as a single child. She was an odd child, being different from the others. Some of the younger girls dreamt of falling in love, the boys wanted to go fight, but Kara was the strange one that wanted to explore the dangerous forest of the unknown.

Her mother and father, being very protective, and normal people, continuously asked her to stop pleading for something so insane. They didn't want to stand out of be different, but no matter how much they tried to talk to her, she wouldn't listen, no matter the age.

Because of this, she was always alone. She was different. She couldn't fit in with the girls, or the guys. One of a kind? Being special? Those were supposed to be good things, she thought, but after finally experiencing them for herself, being alone wasn't something she wanted.

It didn't bother her too much though. Being alone had its advantages, though there were very little, but nevertheless, the thought of being alone either comforted her or just made her feel like she didn't belong anywhere.

When the loniless comforted her though, it was nice. She studied everything she could about things of the outside. She could have done many things with her intelligence, but she was too rebellious and too foolish to do so. She only had her eyes on the forest, wondering what a Leffin looked like and who had seen it, and if you really couldn't run away from a Dok in the forest.

After much time of studying and still dreaming on, it was time to pick the four who would venture outwards, and after those many nights of praying to see the outside word, Kara finally got her wish. Her father and mother were in tears, but she promised them she'd come back once she completely her task, which was to go to that certain place.

No one knows what she means by this, and she hardly does herself, but she feels that once she finds it, she'll know that her goal in life was achieved.



~CS by Lovebird~

So begins...

Kara Nash's Story

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Location: Village of Bregar | On the outside wall







Kara Nash, the brave and daring girl of the whole village, sat on the wall that separated her from the outside world she so badly wanted to pass through. The outside world was the goal of her lifetime and she wanted to start accomplishing it as soon as possible. The only problem was that people, like her parents, didn't want her to leave.

Outside was dangerous, full of traps, mysteries, and lies, but to Kara, it was going to be a place of adventure, uniqueness, and wonder. She wanted to see all that she could as soon as possible.

The purple haired girl reached her hand out where it went over the invisible barrier between Bregar and the outside world, "So close..." She murmured to herself, lowering her hand slowly, "Yet so far away..." Kara sighed and only continued to look at the dark forest that was waiting for her.

"Kara, get down from the wall!" One of the younger children called out. He was short, tiny, and hardly older than 10, but had the personality of a bull, "I'm going to go tell your parents and you're going to get into a lot of trouble! You know we're not allowed to look over the walls!" He shouted up to her.

Kara looked down at him and ran her fair hand through her silky hair and responded maturely, "Feel free to." She smiled, though she seemed to have been mocking the child she knew to tattle on her, "It won't matter much. Today is the day when a certain few people will get to travel outside these walls..." She looked outside, a twinkle of excitement in her eyes, "I'm certain I'll be one of them." She said confidentially.

"Whatever, crazy old lady!" The child yelled to her, sticking his tongue out and running away, laughing. Kara rolled her eyes as he stomped away, but with a hint of a genuine smile on her face.

In the end, just as the child had told her, Kara leapt down from the wall, quickly, yet gracefully, almost reflecting her own personality as she did so. When she reached the ground with a perfect landing, she stretched her arms and looked up at the sky to see a flock of birds pass over the wall, "I'll be out there soon." She told herself again, "Hopefully..."

Kara couldn't tell the future, but she had a feeling she'd be one of the chosen ones to go outside the wall. She wanted to go. She wanted to leave her home to go adventure. If she wasn't picked, what would happen? She'd live a boring and dull life within the walls of Bregar? If she wasn't picked, she'd make sure she'd escape to the forest the night of, but all Kara could hope for was her name being called when the time would come for selection, "I need to find that certain place anyways." She said and began to casually stroll through her home village, also hoping that no one had seen her take a peek over the walls. Though, even if anyone did, it wouldn't be a surprise. Nearly everyone knew how much she, especially, wanted to leave the place.

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Character Portrait: Wynston Baines Character Portrait: Lyrael Yunoki Character Portrait: Kara Nash Character Portrait: Jens Kohen Character Portrait: Etta Ravich
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Ettana "Etta" Ravich
(Part One)

Location: The village of Bregar




It was quiet in the small village, as usual, but that wasn't what was bothering Ettana as she and her brothers were rushed outside by their parents. No, it wasn't just 'quiet' in Bregar, it was silent. Aside from the distant sounds of the few children who weren't being supervised, not a soul in the village was daring to speak.
The bell had rung five minutes ago, giving the families just enough time to finish their morning routines before the second bell rung, and by then the people were expected to already be in the village square ready to listen.
The Ravich family, just like every Choosing, was one of the last few to arrive.
"Ettana, stand beside Simon." Etta's mother said quietly, pushing the girl to where she was supposed to go. "Don't make that face, Adam, and Bradly, why didn't you change your shirt?"
"No one is going to care." Etta sighed, folding her arms over her chest, "Hardly anyone from our family ever gets picked, anyway."

"Be quiet, Ettana." Her father hushed.
Etta scowled, but didn't say another word.

In the middle of the square, two elderly woman stood side-by-side. Their hair was a grey/white colour and pulled back tightly into buns, their skin drooped from their bodies, and on their faces was what appeared to be an everlasting frown. Despite their strict hair, hanging skin, and the disapproving glances they casted, it was their eyes that was the most unwelcoming thing about them. They were light, like the clouds, but one look was a sharp was a sword.
"Welcome!" The first woman called out, though she barely had to raise her voice in order to be heard, "Four years have passed since our last great event, and in that time we have unfortunately lost three of four valuable lives of the people who were sent out on their Journey. They left our village with high hopes and strong hearts, but in the end it appears they were not what we had expected them to be."
When the first finished speaking, the second woman raised her head, "Let us take a moment to remember them. To the families of Eka, Jonas, and Edwin, we are sorry for your loss."
Through the crowd a few muffled sobs could be heard, but other than that the village remained relatively quiet.
"They wouldn't have died if you hadn't sent them out!" Someone shouted, breaking the silence that had fallen upon the square, "Neither of you are sorry, you killed them!"
The two elderly woman each gave a small nod, and in seconds three of the village Protectors pushed their way through the crowd to carry the challenger out.
"You're trying to silence us!" A lady screamed, her voice cracking at the effort, "See what they're doing?! They kill us off and pretend it's okay, but it's not! Edwin was my son!"
Another two nods were given by the elders and once again the Protectors marched in and carried her way.

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Ettana "Etta" Ravich
(Part Two)

Location: The village of Bregar




Etta felt a hand touch her shoulder and she looked up to see her mother now standing beside her, "Can you believe those people? The Fiddleson sisters are trying to save this village, not murder everyone in it." the woman muttered under her breath, "It's disgusting to think I was friends with those two."
Etta gave a half-hearted nod of agreement, but the memory of the lady's pained face kept her from using her words.

"Me and my sister have watched every one of you carefully. During these long four years, we have gotten to know all of you better, we have become closer friends, and we have collected all that we needed to make the final decision that is to be announced today. For some, we have payed closer attention to than others, and with great honor those will be the Chosen who will hopefully reach their success."
The second sister announced happily, a small smile creeping across her weathered face. As she spoke, she showed no sign of being bothered by the two people who had challenged her and her sister. There was no guilt in her eyes, no weight to her voice. She had done this many times before, this occasion was no different to her than the ones before it.

"All of you are great, but some of you have proved to be greater." The first chipped in, a smile was on her face now as well,
"This Time of Choosing, I am pleased to announce to newest of the Chosen, and may their ancestors guide them through their struggles and return them safely back home. Wynston, of the Banes family. Syrin, of the Kohen's. Kara, of the Nash's. Ettana, of the Ravich family, and Lyrael of the Yunoki's!"

Etta's heart began racing. Her name had been called. Her name. Her. Etta had thought that it wouldn't happen, but...
She felt a shove from her brother Simon, and the girl was reminded that now she was expected to walk up to the Fiddleson sisters along with the other four. There would be time for thinking later.
Quickly her legs carried her to the middle of the square and she took her place beside the brown haired boy.

"The five of you are very clever indeed." One of the sisters whispered to them, her eyes shining brighter than usual, "I believe that each of you will succeed." Then, the woman turned back towards the crowd, "Let us give a cheer for our Chosen! As usual, they are granted the afternoon to pack what belongings they choose and visit who they want, then just before dusk the Gates will be opened and our Chosen will leave for their Journey!"

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Lyrael Yunoki

Location: Village square of Bregar


To see the usually buzzing alleys of the village so quiet and deserted was eerie in a way Lyrael had never felt before ... well that really wasn't true. To be honest, she felt like that on one day once every few years. The day of selection or the Time of Choosing, as their elders called it. And once again that day had arrived and every single person in Bregar had gathered in the village square to hear the decision of the Fiddlestone Sisters. This year though, Lyrael was even more tense, almost scared, of the sisters' choices because now she was old enough to be chosen as well.

Her grandmother hurried the young girl further through the village, muttering under her breath. "Stay quiet, do not fidget, stand back and DO NOT DRAW ATTENTION TO YOURSELF!" she hissed through her teeth. Lyrael knew that her grandmother was scared that she might be chosen today and only wanted to protect her. She herself was scared afterall, not knowing what lay behind the walls of the village wasn't very reassuring. Together they hurried ahead to stand with the other people in the village square, the second gong of the bell telling them to be quiet now. In the centre of the square were two elderly women, the Fiddlestone sister.

Lyrael couldn't help but fidget about nervously, her eyes gliding over the people to see if she could make out a familiar face. Suddenly, there was someone by her side, talking excitedly to her and she had to stiffle a giggle. "Of course I remember you, Wynston." she said in a hushed voice to not draw attention to them. "And who doesn't." she sighed and bit her lower lip nervously. "Do you think we might be choosen?" Lyrael asked him worriedly. If she was going to have to leave the village she at least wanted to have a friend along with her.

She wanted to say more, but then one of the Fiddlestone sisters started to speak and she quickled turned her attention to the front.

"Welcome! Four years have passed since our last great event, and in that time we have unfortunately lost three of four valuable lives of the people who were sent out on their Journey. They left our village with high hopes and strong hearts, but in the end it appears they were not what we had expected them to be."
"Let us take a moment to remember them. To the families of Eka, Jonas, and Edwin, we are sorry for your loss."


Lyrael swallowed hard. The thought of three young people dying out there in the wild was horrible. Why did the elders make them do that? Why would they send them out on their own? Without protection? She couldn't comprehend it. Not at all.
Someone in the crowd seemed to share her opinion and she tried not to nod in agreement when he put voice to his thoughts. But soon the man was led away by the protectors. Lyrael glared at them. They were like dogs! Trained by the Fiddlestone sisters. It was awful and she shook her head sadly. People had lost their children, siblings, cousins. Who gave these two old women the right to send children to their death? To break up families like that?

"Me and my sister have watched every one of you carefully. During these long four years, we have gotten to know all of you better, we have become closer friends, and we have collected all that we needed to make the final decision that is to be announced today. For some, we have payed closer attention to than others, and with great honor those will be the Chosen who will hopefully reach their success."

The women had started to talk again, as if nothing had interrupted their speech. The smile on their faces did not serve to calm her though, it was creepy.

"All of you are great, but some of you have proved to be greater. This Time of Choosing, I am pleased to announce to newest of the Chosen, and may their ancestors guide them through their struggles and return them safely back home. Wynston, of the Banes family..."

Lyrael looked over to the boy standing next to her, her eyes wide.

"...Syrin, of the Kohen's. Kara, of the Nash's. Ettana, of the Ravich family, and Lyrael of the Yunoki's!"

It took a few seconds for the words to sink in. Only the stiffled gasp that escaped her grandmother's mouth told Lyrael that the last name really had been her own. "Oh no..." she breathed. Automatically, she felt her feet carried her forward. Her mind seemed to be detached from her body, otherwise she wouldn't be able to move now, but here she was, following Wynston to the center of the square. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see the other three stepping forward as well. Two girls and another boy. Lyrael could feel her body shaking slightly as she stood between Wynston and the other boy. He seemed to be older than them, while the girl who stood on his other side appeared to be about her own age.

"The five of you are very clever indeed. I believe that each of you will succeed. Let us give a cheer for our Chosen! As usual, they are granted the afternoon to pack what belongings they choose and visit who they want, then just before dusk the Gates will be opened and our Chosen will leave for their Journey!"

Her brain barely registered the following words. Her breath came in shallow gasps. Now she would be forced to leave the village, her grandmother and go into the wild, probably to get killed their like so many other children before her.

The setting changes from the-wild to Bregar

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Location: Bregar Village

It was the day of The Choosing, the day the Fiddleson sisters would pick a small group of young adults to venture into the Wild. Some feared this day, others begged for it to come in hopes that they would be granted the honor to be one of the Chosen. As for Jens, he didn't feel dread nor excitement. This was just another day for him. He'd witnessed plenty of these 'Choosing' days growing up, so it wasn't anything new to him. He wasn't really look forward to it since it would just be a wait of time for him to go. He wouldn't be chosen anyway, but unfortunately every citizen had to attend this ceremony.

He'd woken up early that morning to get his siblings cleaned and dressed, not feeling any concern for them since they were still too young to participate. His father had already left to do who knows what. Jens had noticed his fathers early absence on these particular days a while back. For some reason the man always disappeared until the last minute. They'd meet up with him in the main square anyway.

And meet up they did. After the normal routine of cookies Yui and Arthur breakfast, Jens dressed himself in a plain white shirt and dark pants before leading the twins to the center of the village, finding it too much of a hassle to dress all proper-like like most of the citizens of Bregar did on these days. They'd been waiting there for a while as others showed up. Yui and Arthur begun to braid each others bright red hair out of boredom. Only seconds before the ceremony finally started their father found them in the middle of the crowd and now stood beside Jens who held Yui's hand who in turn held Arthur's.

The rest went on as it usually did every few years. The old ladies would have a farewell speech about the past Choosing. Sometimes the public would protest, sometimes they wouldn't. This time around there were two, one being the mother of one of the fallen. As the Protectors lead them away Jens felt his sisters hand tighten around his and he glanced down at her with a small smile to reassure her, though it probably helped her more than it did himself. He hated when people protested. Didn't they know it was useless to resist? Nothing good would come out of it so what was the point...

The ceremony continued on without any hesitation after the two were escorted away and Jens returned his attention to the Fiddleson sisters as they spoke. They would pick their Chosen soon, the teens would leave and few to none would return, and Jens would go home and continue living his life normally everyday. He promised Arthur that he'd teach him how to tell how long ago an animal had passed by by the tracks the next day. They'd have to get up pretty early for that.

"All of you are great, but some of you have proved to be greater. This Time of Choosing, I am pleased to announce to newest of the Chosen, and may their ancestors guide them through their struggles--"

Yui had to go to a birthday tomorrow too. They yet had to pick out a gift. Jens had suggested a few things, but the little red-head had shook her head at each one and pat him on the head with her sketchbook complaining that they were all too boyish, but he'd only been joking around with her. He had a much better idea, but that would be a surprise for tomorrow.

--and return them safely back home. Wynston, of the Banes family..."

He realized he'd started to space out at the ground in his thoughts, but hearing the name of the first Chosen he looked up. He might as well pay attention to the poor souls who'd be shoved out into the unknown. However, the next name to be called was his own. At first he felt complete disbelief and almost thought that maybe he just imagined it. Until he felt his fathers hand on his shoulder. Jen's turned his head to look at him with an expression on confusion, but his father only stared forward with terror in his eyes. Jens swallowed dryly and let go of his sisters hand, knowing exactly what he needed to be doing next.

He didn't really hear the names that were called after his own, after all he was a little too in shock for that, but as he stepped up and the other Chosen joined him he could somewhat put names to faces. He'd taken in a deep breath before turning to face the village crowd, so he was a little calmer now, but he still felt shocked. The last thing he expected, and the last thing he wanted was to be chosen, yet here he was. He moved his eyes from side to side to get a better look at the other teen with him as the sisters continued to speak. Most of them looked excited actually, aside from the smaller girl beside him. Anyone would probably be able to tell that she was clearly afraid, poor girl.

Then there was himself. How was he feeling about the current situation? He wasn't really sure if he was afraid, but he knew he wasn't excited or thrilled. He was still having a hard time actually taking in the fact that he'd been Chosen. What the heck did he have to offer anyway? He'd always done a good job of staying off the radar, and not even on purpose. He was just a naturally unnoticeable person, or so he'd always thought. Apparently, though, the sisters had other plans for him.