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Lyra Alula

"There's a mountain the darkness, surrounded by this city of broken dreams."

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a character in “Transpire”, as played by The_Queen

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Lyra Anemone Alula
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Selesia Yupitiria || Re: Creators



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❝Good and evil are relative. What's good to one might be evil to another.❞
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5'4, she's around average height for a female.

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How rude! One is never to discuss a lady's weight.

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A vibrant red.

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A sparkling blue.

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On her hand is the mark of her guild, one that all guild members possess in various places on their body.


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Despite her rather unremarkable appearance, Lyra is not human, but fae. Normally, the fae are characterized by otherworldly beauty, but you see, it's a rather large category. In fact, Lyra is actually a banshee, which technically classifies her as a shape shifter. Being a banshee, there is much that Lyra is privy to that the normal eye cannot see. As such, her eyes are a crystal clear blue, the same shade one might find in a looking glass. Her hair is vibrant crimson red, her skin being pale white. On her nose are a light dotting of freckles that are almost invisible unless you're standing toe to toe. Her limbs are long and slender, almost regal, her body being slim except for the chest. Her chest is boisterous and while not flat, is very much present.

Lyra's sense of style is a bit more masculine then one might think. She prefers tight garments that are easy to move in, but nothing that will show off too much of her body. Some might think that Lyra is a prude, but she merely has a work ethic that she sticks by. Beside her, in its scabbard, is her trusty sword, which she amost never parts with.

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♙ "Mama, when I die, will I go to heaven?" ♙
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❥ Sweets || Lyra definitely has a sweet tooth.
❥ Sword play || Lyra learned swordsmanship at a young age, by a knight who had thought her to be amusing.
❥ Sunset || She has always found comfort in darkness.
❥ The smell of rain || A wonderful scent that's quite pleasant on her nose.









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❝Sacrifice is all our share.❞
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⌦ Being Interrupted || A very focused person, Lyra hates being interrupted if she's ding something.
⌦ Ether || Abundant in the earth, it's the very essence of life. Lyra hates it because it's also the thing that connects her to the dead.
⌦ Bathing Suits || Too tight and they show off far too much skin for comfort.






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Sword Play || Women who yield swords are nearly unheard of in this world.
Magic || A magic user, being a banshee allows Lyra to manipulate the ether around her.
Visions || Lyra sometimes has visions of the future, they can last up to thirty seconds long and allow her to avoid other people's deaths.


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Ghostly Essence || Many refuse to make friends with a banshee, as they death whereas others see life.
Liar, liar || Lyra can't lie for the life of her, she can't meet others eyes when she lies.
Cast Away || It's rather common for Lyra to push someone away if she's seen their death.
Attraction || Lyra fears ever falling in love, she doesn't want to know how her beloved dies.




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Ether Manipulation || Ether is the substance that connects all to life. Some can manifest ether manipulation by turning it into elements, but Lyra can manipulate pure ether itself.
Future Vision || Lyra can see the deaths of others if it is in the near future, just by gazing into their eyes.
Avoidance || She has been actively avoiding her death for a very long time.
Super Sonic Scream || Lyra has a scream that can break glass, pop eardrums, and deafen an entire village.




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Death || Lyra has seen her death, it isn't pretty. She fears the day it will happen.
Sleeping || In sleep there are nightmares. Luckily, banshees are good at staying awake.
Deep water || Lyra doesn't know how to swim, unfortunately.

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{☛ ⓅⒺⓇⓈⓄⓃⒶⓁⒾⓉⓎ☚}
Will you hold the line?
When every one of them is giving up or giving in, tell me
In this house of mine?
Nothing ever comes without a consequence or cost, tell me
Will the stars align?
Will heaven step in? Will it save us from our sin? Will it?
'Cause this house of mine stands strong
That's the price you pay
Leave behind your heartache, cast away
Just another product of today
Rather be the hunter than the prey
And you're standing on the edge, face up 'cause you're a
Natural
A beating heart of stone
You gotta be so cold
To make it in this world
Yeah, you're a natural
Living your life cutthroat
You gotta be so cold
Yeah, you're a natural.




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The Fairy Kingdom
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Wren Alula || Adopted Mother || 56 || Alive
Florence Alula || Adopted Mother || 55 || Alive
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Lyra was orphaned at birth. As the story went, her parents left her on the doorstep of the faerie orphanage, unable to care for her. Lyra did not have a sad life though, being a baby she was quickly adopted. Her parents, two women, insisted on raising her to be a strong and fierce individual. They called her Lyra, after the solar system, knowing that she would be strong willed. They were elves, living in the center of the bustling faerie city. Wren was a seer, who worked alongside the King. He compensate them well, while Florence was a Seamstress for the faerie Queen and Princess. They did not know poverty, they did not know hardship and Wren was thankful for it. She was a well-balanced child, possessing many friends as she was of the talkative sort.

Her first vision happened in the park. Lyra watched her best friend drown in the river. She stopped her from chasing after their ball, insisting that they would just get a new one. That was the night Lyra began to see her own death. She quit school, fearing that she would see the deaths of others. Lyra could no longer look at her Mothers' faces, for every time she gazed upon a face, she would see their death. Fearing for their daughter, they brought her before the King and Queen, begging them to help her. Lyra hadn't eaten or slept in weeks, she lived in a constant state of fear, ever since the day of her 10th birthday. The King knew what she was instantly and ordered a knight to teach Lyra self defense. His name was Levi, an expert swordsman. Lyra spent everyday, from after school until nightfall, training with him. He pounded sword drills into her, making Lyra too exhausted to dream. She slept and ate again, she went back to normal. Until the day she saw Levi's death.

It was unavoidable, but Lyra had been warned by the Queen that she could not reveal other's deaths. Doing so would mess up the flow of ether. After Levi's death, the merge of the two Kingdoms had begun. Lyra left home, seeking out someone wise who could teach her to manipulate the ether she saw. Her teacher lived in the human world, but after three years of training, had disappeared. Lyra had not seen her death, she knew that out there, somewhere, she was still alive and well. So Lyra joined a guild, hoping to both earn money to make her way back home and to find her missing teacher.




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So begins...

Lyra Alula's Story

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❝Once upon a time, I fell in love.❞

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|| The Whole Sky || Kalafina ||




The inspection for Lamia Scale would take place tomorrow, so they had to get San out of here today. This was an important mission to take care of their newest member, to keep her safe from whatever the Crown may want her for. Considering the rumors from the capital, and the possibility of an actual illegitimate child, they couldn't be too careful. If San was an illegitimate heir to the throne, then they really could be in trouble here for taking her away from the Glass Tower. Nieve and Allen may be forced to return home to their parents in the Magnolia Estate, something neither of them wanted to do. "Yes, you're right, we'll have to get her out. We need to do it now, I think."

Sopheene blushed and copied Nieve by going to her knees to lower herself closer to San's height. Though for the tall model-esque figure Sopheene bore, it was hard for her to really try to look smaller for San's liking. "U-u-um, m-maybe..." She trailed off, looking down at her hands. "What is it?" Nieve asked, trying to coax Sopheene out of her shell. "It's okay, you can say it." Sopheene gulped, slightly emboldened by Nieve's words. She was not used to speaking, especially without Allen around. "Sh-should San... get a chance to... say her goodbyes to the... rest of the g-guild before we go?" She asked, looking like a scared child about to be scolded for speaking out. "No, no goodbyes, only see you laters." Because San would definitely see everyone later. There was nothing saying they couldn't come visit their home in the Inner Quarter, either.

After giving San time to talk to Adonis, Tymol went out to scout out a safe route for them to go. Nieve put her purple cloak over San's head, hopefully disguising and obscuring her appearance for now. It took about ten minutes but Tymol returned, a toothy grin on his face. "I got it, let's follow my lead." He marched in front, looking little more than a kid out and about the town for the day. Nieve took San by the hand, helping the girl follow along, and Sopheene took the rear. "Down this path." Tymol said after they neared Phosphora's gates. "The trees make it a natural blind spot so the Guard Tower won't have a clear view of us." Nieve nodded, grimacing. "Through here." She said, motioning with her hands.

Eventually the wooded path took them to a wall. "A hole's been made here, we can crawl through it." Tymol went first, of course. The hole would take them through the Outer Quarter, where the poorer peasants and farming families lived. It definitely wasn't as nice as the Inner Quarter, and even less nice than the other two Quarters, the Pristine and the Magicant Quarters. Tymol took them through the Outer Quater's winding maze-like alleys, which had been the boy's old home before he was made a fugitive for his thievery. If he had any feelings about being home he didn't show them.

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"I must be dreaming, because I don't believe in ghosts."




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A purple cloak was set atop her head for good measure. San hid underneath the bundle inside of the wheelbarrow, wondering what kind of game this was. San remained quiet, remembering what Nieve had told her. She kept her head down too, hearing Tymol and Phiphi talk quietly among themselves. What was it about? San wondered, she attempted to peak her head out of the bundle of clothing, it was hot inside of her hiding spot and she did not like it. Maybe if she took her clothing off it would be cooler? Yes, San decided, that made the most sense! She began to slowly strip off her clothing, moving quite a bit within the wheelbarrow until she was naked. There, that was better already. San settled down, a hand pressing on her head to get her to stop wiggling. "Stay still!" Tymol warned, passing in front of them were two palace guards.

They went through the back alleys and corridors, attempting to stay out of sight of the front streets and busy market squares. San was growing bored and restless, just how far was Nieve's house? San wondered. The cart came to an abrupt stop, a guard stepping in front of them. "Halt, we need to inspect your wheelbarrow Sir." San held her breath, knowing that this was important. If she was found, the game would be over! San remained perfectly still, doing her best to not so much as let her tail wiggle. She bit down on it to stop it from moving, smelling how tense everyone was. The monster buried herself further beneath the pile of clothing, the guard rummaging through the top layer. "Alright, keep moving," they rushed past, Tymol breathing a sigh of relief. "I thought for sure we would be found out," he gave a confident grin to Nieve and Phiphi.

At last the wheelbarrow came to a stop. "So this is your house?" Tymol asked, raising a brow. San poked her head out of her hiding place, her tail still in her mouth. "Hrmm?" She asked, spitting her tail out and crawling out of the basket. "S-S-San w-why are-are you n-naked?!" Phiphi squealed, quickly picking up the dress San had discarded to try and get the the little monster back into it. It was a hot day outside, San did not appreciate the tight, constricting dress she was forced into. "Shh!" Tymol looked at Nieve nervously, "let's get inside, then we can start yelling," he urged, hoping that they could get inside quickly so that no one would spot a very obvious horned child that walked on all four's.

"Don't worry San, no one is gonna take you from us," Tymol said protectively, squeezing her cheeks between his hands. "No they're not," San shook her head, escaping Tymol's grasp and looking around the new space curiously.

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❝Once upon a time, I fell in love.❞

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|| The Whole Sky || Kalafina ||




As they neared Nieve's residence that she shared with Allen and Pheenie, they heard an alarm sound through the city. What was this alarm, Nieve never heard it before. Pheenie looked flustered as she forced San back into the dress, burying her in cloth again. Tymol covered his ears, it was so loud Nieve was getting a headache. "That's the warning horn!" Tymol exclaimed, trying to be heard over the blaring blasting through the city's streets. "There's an emergency!" Nieve glanced around as people stared up at the sky. She decided to look at the sky as well. Above them was a horde of dragons, tamed by what appeared to be goblins, ready to attack the city. "Goblins?" But weren't they fighting at the hilltop outside the city? Why were-

"Allen! Lyra!" Pheenie's eyes widened when she realized what this meant. If the goblins were here - then did that mean the army fighting them had lost? Were Lyra and Allen safe? Nieve narrowed her eyes, trying to think of what to do. Tymol was clinging to San as if to make sure she wouldn't suddenly run away, Pheenie looked ready to run off into the fray in search of her loved one. "Prepare for evacuations!" They could hear the loud booming voice of Finn Grant, the young guard captain, as he tried to corral the citizens to follow his lead. "Head to the shelters!" Tymol stared at Nieve in panic, mouth agape. If they went to the shelters, San would definitely be found out and they would be caught. This was a disaster! "Tymol, stay with San and get in the house, you know where it is. Pheenie and I have to make sure the others are safe." It wouldn't do anyone any good to panic now. Someone had to be the one to stay calm. The little sprite patted San on the head with a face of calm on her visage. "We'll be back. Listen to Tymol and stay with him, be good." Did she understand?

The goblins were attacking Phosphora. This meant that areas on the city's outskirts such as the Lamia Scale guildhall could very well be in danger. "But what about Allen? And Lyra?" Pheenie asked, already pulling out her sword, looking beautiful in her white armor. "Allen probably got them away with his wind ether." Against the surge of the crowd of fleeing citizens, Pheenie helped lead the way back towards the Guild Hall where the rest of their friends were. The flying goblins were landing on the streets now, causing chaos and setting fire to the city. Nieve grimaced, throwing her arm out to shoot a puff of wind to knock one goblin to his feet. Pheenie lunged forward with her sword, slicing cleanly through it's neck in one smooth motion. She wasn't the Sword Saint for nothing.

"Up there." Pheenie sounded confident and strong again now that she had the sword in her hands. "We can get a good view and see what's going on." Nieve nodded, liking that idea. "Alright." She raised her arms, summoning a gust of wind to knock the two girls up to the top of the belltower where they could see the whole city. Nieve panted, having used a lot of her energy to make that much wind. "Do you see them?" She asked, letting Pheenie take watch as the girls stayed safe above the chaos below.

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San did not understand, where was Nieve going? Why was she leaving? San attempted to leave the wheelbarrow, but Tymol pushed down on her head, forcing her to stay down. "Come on San, remember what Nieve said? You have to be a good girl." San nodded, settling back down. "San is good girl!" She insisted, squirming. "We're going to meet Nieve and Phiphi soon, okay?" San nodded once more, going quiet to hide as Tymol placed a finger against his lips. A group of palace guards ran past them, waving swords at the dragons in the air. San growled, dragons were mean. Dragons had kept her inside of her tower all of those years. "It's okay," Tymol said softly, moving the wheelbarrow once more. He had to get San out of here before she tried to chase after a dragon.

They rounded the corner, Tymol opening up the door. San jumped out, running right towards the window so that she could look outside. "Welcome to your new home for now," Tymol gestured with an arm. San looked around, walking on all four's in a slow circle around the space. She settled on the couch, deciding that this would do. "No! No digging! Bad, no claws!" San whimpered, jumping off of the couch and darting underneath the table. "Do you want to draw?" Tymol inquired, trying to smile. San nodded, wondering what she could do to help. "Why don't we make the others a snack so that when they get back, they'll have something good to eat?" San nodded, her tail wriggling happily. "San good! San help!" Tymol pat her head, "Yes, San is very good, now let's cut up some bread."

They went into the kitchen to prepare sandwiches. San grasped her's with her mouth, running over to the window to look outside to eat. "San, down!" San got down, a group of guards running past. "We just have to lay low for a bit, okay?" San finished her sandwich and licked her fingers, jumping back onto the couch and curling up on a pillow. "Nap time?" He asked as San yawned, tired from today's adventures. Outside was hot, it was not like her Glass Tower, whose temperature was always the same. "Silly San, all tuckered out from exploring." San yawned once more, smiling to herself, her tail swishing to and fro. "I wonder what you're thinking right now," Tymol mused aloud as San fell asleep. He yelped, her body suddenly changing. None of them had seen the girl asleep, except for the enchanted half sleep that Nieve had put her in.

This was different though, resting peacefully, of her own volition, San was no longer a monster, but a little girl. She had no horns, tail, or claws. That silly fanged grin no longer bore sharp teeth. Instead, San looked almost human, save for the pair of fairy wings that had sprouted from her back. "Wow," Tymol admired, wondering however he was going to explain to Nieve and Phiphi that San was no longer a hideous, but adorable little creature, but a stunning little fairy girl.

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❝Once upon a time, I fell in love.❞

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|| The Whole Sky || Kalafina ||




As the guards rushed to the city's gates to protect it, goblins entered the city itself through tunnels, through magic, or even dropping in from atop the backs of dragons. The whole city was under attack. Goblins had a habit of kidnapping people to turn their body parts into more goblins for their horde, it was how they reproduced. No one knew how they did it, but it involved the corpses of their victims somehow. "What do you see, Pheenie?" Nieve asked, trying to regain her energy. She couldn't use the ether much, not like her brother, Allen, could. He was far more adept with it. There was a reason Nieve's specialty was in poisons and not ether manipulation. "It's chaos." The sword saint said, patting her sword, ready for battle. "We should try to protect places that the guards can't cover."

But if they did that, they wouldn't be able to check on the guild and confirm Adonis and everyone else's safety. Some children and and injured people and noncombatant mothers were also living at the Lamia Scale guild. Would Adonis and the guildmates be able to protect their home from the goblins this far out? "We should be protecting our friends." Nieve insisted, shaking her head. "We should be finding Allen and Lyra and making sure they come back safe." Sopheene gave Nieve a gentle smile. "We're guild members of Lamia Scale. And a part of that is to be servants of justice." Pheenie drew her blade, her mask beautiful on her face. "The more we can save, the better. We can trust our allies to survive without us." Nieve blushed, ears getting red as how cool and strong Pheenie was. While the shy Pheenie was adorable, there was something she couldn't help but be transfixed about when seeing the confident Sword Saint.

Nieve flew them back down the belltower. With the guards defending the outer perimeter and the palace soldiers at work holding the goblins back, the goblins that were able to breach the defensive line were the ones hurting and killing the civilians within. Nieve watched Pheenie at work, almost looking as if she was dancing a graceful waltz with each swing of her sword as fire burned on the blade, glowing an iridescent red. "Wait, that house..." Around the corner was a decent looking house, made of brick with modest decorations on the yard. "Guard Captain Finn Grant's house. It's door was torn open." Niece lead the way in, lunging and slicing apart the goblins inside.

There they are! Covered in blood, found them. Captain Grant's young wife and infant son, both badly wounded and prone on the wooden floor. "Alive, but barely." Nieve whispered. Pheenie nodded sternly, holding her sword out as she guarded the doorway. "Take care of them. I'll make sure no one gets in." Nieve was calm as she pulled out her medicine bag. She needed to stop the bleeding but there were so many injuries. "Pl-please..." Esme said in a ragged voice, breath almost agonal. "Help... Ricky first..." Nieve nodded, biting her lip as she washed her hands with a sterilizing agent. She had to stem the bleeding first, but seeing how much blood was already decorating the floor in stained red, it may be already too late for them both.

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"I must be dreaming, because I don't believe in ghosts."




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San's eyes suddenly snapped open. Tymol had fallen asleep, his head tilted backwards, his body giving away that he was completely relaxed. San nudged him carefully, she smelled something strange. The little monster girl scrambled over the edge of the couch and ran towards the window where a mean looking creature was hitting his club against the back door. There was a pretty garden outside, one that San would have liked to roll around in. She growled, steam coming out of her nose. The goblin caught sight of her and held up its club, grinning. San set her mouth in a line, growling at it once more. She jumped through the window, tackling the goblin, the goblin hitting her with his club. San hit the wall, seeing stars. She growled once more, swiping at it with her claws. The goblin ducked and rolled, snickering.

Her breaths came out in swift huffs, her breathing begin to cloud. The goblin's expression dropped when fire licked her tongue. With a great roar, San released a breath of fire, the goblin singed. "San!" Tymol yelled from the open window. "San, get back in here!" The goblin ran off, singed, its pride shattered. "San good!" She turned back towards Tymol, her tail wagging happily. "Yes, San is very good, but you need to come back inside before someone sees you!" San made her way back to the window, Tymol grabbed her and helped her inside, shutting the window behind her. "You shouldn't run off like that, what if we couldn't find you?" San whimpered, was she not a good girl? She had stopped the mean monster from coming inside! "It's okay, just don't run off again. We have to wait for Sopheene and Nieve to get back."

San nodded, plopping down on the floor. What was this? Why was it so soft? She ran her fingers over it, rolling around on the softness. "That's carpet," Tymol explained, joining her on the floor. "Carpet," San purred, kneading her hands in it. "Yes, carpet and that's couch." San looked at it, "couch." San jumped onto the couch, then dove onto the carpet, rolling around happily, her hair getting tangled in her horns. San giggled, hiccuping. "Hmm, I guess we should clean up a little?" Tymol mused, seeing as how the house was a mess thanks to a certain little monster flinging the stuff from the wheelbarrow everywhere. Tymol picked everything up as San began to take all of the pillows off of the couch, making a nest on the carpet. "San, I said clean." She looked up at him curiously, clean was not something she understood.

San writhed happily, it was clear she was enjoying herself. Tymol sighed, "why would any mean old King and Queen want to lock you up?" He asked, petting her head. San purred, rubbing her head against his hand, enjoying the sensation. "You're adorable, okay sure, maybe a little unconventional in the beauty department, but you're like a little, fire breathing puppy!"

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For hours Nieve worked but she couldn't do it. She couldn't stop the bleeding, it wasn't enough. Stitches, cauterization, magical seals, it wasn't enough, they were too badly injured. Nieve's hands were bloody, her pretty dress stained, her eyes focused and frustrated and getting increasingly more desperate with every passing minute. Nieve always wanted to be the kind of person that could help save lives, the kind of person that could repent for the lives she stole by becoming a savior, a medical expert. So why couldn't she save the family of her friend? Why were their lives bleeding away before her very eyes? "Finn..." Esme's voice was barely audible through the blood choking her. "Where are.... you? Why can't we... hold hands like..." Nieve glanced at the dead son and decided to close its eyes, putting it's small infant arms over it's chest.

"I know it's ... you, Finn..." Esme was always blind, so she relied on Finn a lot to take care of her. There was no ether that could cure blindness but Finn loved her anyways. Nieve held her hands, hoping to pretend to be Finn long enough for her to pass. She had given both Esme and Rick the medicine to ease their passings, making them painless and quick. This wasn't the same as killing them because they were already doomed by the time they were found here. Sopheene squeezed Nieve's shoulder, shaking her head as Esme's breath stopped and Nieve closed her eyes, putting her arms over her chest as well, allowing them to die in honorable positions. "You did your best, you can't save everyone." Sopheene told her gently. Nieve shook her head, it wasn't about the failure. "This just means I'm not good enough yet. I did not learn enough from my teacher before Allen took us away from there." She failed her task. She was still better at killing than saving.

It was almost night time when Nieve and Sopheene returned to their home where San and Tymol were. To her surprise, two others were here as well. Lyra looked injured, had she taken a poisoned goblin's arrow during the battle? Allen had a few scratches but he would be okay. After Nieve spent hours at Finn Grant's home, the battle had already ended. There were several dead, but the goblins were ousted and Phosphora would survive to see another day. Sopheene pulled her mask off, setting her sword down in it's hilt and went to hug Allen. "We're home. This isn't my blood." Nieve said quickly so Allen wouldn't worry.

It seemed Tymol had taken good care of San while they were hiding here. "They came to try to find you two, but it looks like you're both okay." Tymol said with a big toothy grin. "Oh, you wouldn't believe it. When San's asleep, she's not this adorable hideous girl, but rather... a very beautiful fairy." Some sort of transformation? "Good girl, San, you did well." Nieve told her, patting her on the head, avoiding the horns. "Now, Lyra, let me look over your arrow wound." She needed to make sure it wasn't a poisoned arrow.

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The door handle jiggled, Tymol hid San underneath the table, prepared to fight. Allen entered, helping Lyra inside, the red headed banshee limping. San jumped out from her hiding spot, bolting over and whimpering worriedly. "It's fine," Lyra winced, smiling despite the pain. Allen helped her to the couch. "Where's Nieve and Sopheene?" He asked in alarm, seeing as to how they had not arrived. "Don't worry, they're out helping fight, I've been here, watching San." Allen set Lyra down, the red head groaning. San jumped onto the couch, worried, "It's okay," Lyra smiled, wincing, "I'll be alright." Her hand was covering a wound, sticky with blood. Allen ran to grab a towel to push against it. "Lyra... good?" San struggled, looking at her curiously. Lyra nodded, "Yes, I'm good San, don't worry." She reached out to pat that head of blonde hair.

"San... help!" Her tail wriggled, she wanted to do something. Tymol didn't seem to understand what San had meant though. "Yeah... she breathes fire." Lyra's eyes widened, Allen too, paused. San took the towel, grabbing it in her mouth to bring to Lyra. "San help!" Lyra nodded, smiling amusedly. The door handle jiggled again, San growled, but it was only Sopheene and Nieve. The monster girl jumped off of the couch in relief, running over, whimpering worriedly when she saw all of the blood. Nieve pat her head, San following her to the couch where Lyra was sitting, uncomfortable. "I think it was probably poisoned," Lyra winced as she lifted the towel, the veins around the wound a bulbous blue. If it weren't for the poison, she wouldn't have been bleeding this much.

The cut itself wasn't all that big. "San... help! San want help!" She got a towel, bringing it to Allen. Was he injured? It didn't look like it, but what if he needed a towel? "Good girl," Allen pat her head, taking the towel. He had a few scratches, but was otherwise alright. "I'm gonna make dinner," Tymol opted, having volunteered in the Guild kitchen plenty of times. Allen lifted San up, placing her on one of the squashy armchairs. "Sit here, okay?" San nodded, watching as Nieve treated Lyra, hoping that Lyra would be okay. "Don't worry," Lyra smiled, her skin pale, no doubt from the poison. "I haven't seen any deaths today," she coughed violently, spattering blue on her clothing. That couldn't be good, San was growing antsy on the chair, she wanted to do something too!

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When Lyra confirmed that yes, the wound was poisoned, Nieve's heart fluttered a little. It was a chance to redeem herself as a pharmacist and show that she really could help people! Maybe she failed Captain Grant's family, but she could at least help Lyra, right? Nieve got to work while Sopheene and Allen took each other by the hand. "I'm glad you're okay." He said, their fingers intertwining. Pheenie nodded curtly. "Same goes for me." Allen suddenly swiped her mask, revealing a blushing face. "St-stop doing that! I'm not ready for that!" Tymol glanced up at the couple as they went off and that was when he raised his hand. "So, what's with that mask? Why does she change when she wears it?" He was directing it at Nieve, since she was the only one who really knew.

"It's a long story." Nieve said with a slight frown, not sure if she wanted to get into it or not. She was trying to determine the kind of poison that was used to infect Lyra's hand. Goblins tended to choose simple poisons you could find in swamps or easily make otherwise. "With the mask on she can hide and pretend to be someone else." Nieve epxlained as she poured a drop of Lyra's blood, one drop for each of her two vials. The one on the left turned green, revealing that it was reacting to the formula. "Okay, it's albatross." The stronger of goblin poisons. Luckily, the sprite was able to handle that.

She pulled the antidote out of her backpack and handed it to Lyra. "Um, you'll need to insert it through your rectum." The little pharmacist said with a little twitch. "You, uh, might want to have some privacy. Or do you want me to help administer it?" It might be hard for some people to put a suppository in for themselves after all. San was doing her best to try to help, she was a good girl. "San take care of Lyra." Nieve decided to hire the child as her nurse to take care of Lyra. "So what happened? How did the goblins get through the defense?"

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Lyra seemed to turn pale when Nieve delivered the news. "R-rectum!" She squeaked, "wh-how am I supposed to get this up there?!" Lyra seemed incredulous and who could blame her. How could a posion that had gotten her in the hand be cured through something that went up the butt?! Lyra squirmed, seeming highly uncomfortable. For a battle hardened banshee, she sure was blushing a lot. "I-I think I-I'll ne-need help," Lyra admitted, she would have hidden behind her hands if she could, but that wasn't possible at the moment. She rose on shaky legs, feeling light headed, her knees gave and she fell forward. San came over to investigate and help of course, or at least try to. Take care of Lyar? The monster girl didn't quite understand. She nudged Lyra with her head and managed to drag the banshee back onto the couch, who was sweating and pale.

San whimpered, Lyra was holding the phial Nieve had handed her, but she seemed incapable of doing such a thing on her own. "I don't think San can do it," Tymol shook his head, having overheard of course. "She seems better at breaking than fixing things," he pat her head, holding out a spoon. San opened up her mouth, allowing Tymol to deliver the food to it. It tasted good, she thought, yummy. "San help!" She could do it! She didn't know how, but she knew that she wanted to. Her tail swished to and fro, looking up at Nieve to try and determine how she could be of use. It was a little hard when Nieve was speaking in tongues, of course. "San is... good girl!" She determined on her own.

Lyra winced, it was hard to speak. "They were expecting us, they overwhelmed us before we could even pull out our swords." Allen nodded, "a few of us were injured, but thankfully no one died." Lyra had been stupid, that was how she had aquired such a wound. "I stopped an arrow with my hand," she admitted, "thankfully it didn't go through my hand completely, but it still hurts a lot." She winced, San nuzzled Lyra with her head. "San, I'm gonna use you as support, let's... go to the bathroom." San nodded, allowing Lyra to lean against her, "Nieve, come help." Lyra squeaked, mortified that she would need assistance in doing such a thing. San helped Lyra to the bathtub, where she sat on the lip, then was promptly shooed out.

The monster girl waited, sitting eagerly on the floor for when she could be called to help again. She liked being useful, she liked being fed and getting headpats and being told that she was a good girl. It seemed that the monster child really was similar to an animal.

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Of course, it was a phial but inside it was a hardened liquid that had been compressed into a solid almost oval shape that gleamed an odd orange. Lyra was very much being reluctant to have it inserted inside of her but this was the best way to cleanse the poison that the goblins had administered. "I could use the easy method and give you a localized ointment." Nieve offered with a little smile. "Side effects being a failed cleanse of the poison and suddenly you're permanently paralyzed from the legs down because they attacked your nerves?" Obviously if the rectal insert was not the least invasive way to cleanse the body of albatross, then Nieve would not choose it.

Lyra still didn't seem happy, but at least she understood the stakes. Tymol decided to respectfully go into a corner and practice his whistling skills, which admittedly, weren't bad at all. San was asked to help and the little puppy girl was more than happy to be of service. "Oh, guys!" Tymol was suddenly reminded of something potentially important. "Before you guys came back, San took a nap!" The little thief looked really excited for some reason. "Okay?" Nieve was a little confused as to what Tymol was trying to get at here. "She changed and looked like a little fairy. Wait until she falls asleep and then I'll show you guys." The pharmacist girl was a little dubious but there was no reason not to believe it. "Okay."

Nieve, San, and Lyra made their way to the bathroom for the administration of the antidote. They had to be quick or the poison could hurt the internal organs like the kidneys or liver in particular. It might have been a few hours already, it was surprising Lyra was still on her feet now. "I'm glad you and Allen both made it out." San scurried out of the bathroom then so Nieve could do her duties. "Okay. It'll likely feel a little weird as it dissolves in you, but this is for the best." Nieve was quick and methodical about it as she inserted the white oval. "It'll only take a few minutes. Does it hurt?" She turned around then to allow Lyra to make herself modest again. "Side effects include, potentially, a little light headedness and strange dreams. I suggest you take tomorrow off just in case."

Tymol peered around the corner to spot San sitting, waiting patiently for the other girls to finish with medical stuff. He sat down next to her and ruffled her hair, having grown fond of her. "See, this is what girls should be. Cute and friendly." He said, shivering a little as he remembered how Nieve was when she first joined the guild. "Nieve should learn a little from you! She's so serious all the time and way too intense. It's a little bit scary." He was intimidated by her, but someone like San was much easier to get along with.