Noctii had been on the island for days now, though time had become indiscernible. She knew only that days had passed, or rather that any time had passed because she grew weary and had slept until she felt rested. Isra had joined her before the Island, they had raced across the bridge together. Her Empress had asked her to promise to tell Isra's children about their hunt. It was a promise that Noctii intended to keep. The island felt different now as if the atmosphere had changed. As if something big would happen on the island that stole time. The golden maiden wondered if they aged while they were here, or if their age was stuck in this stasis. She wondered if it affected all of Novus or just this place here. It was the trembling of the earth that woke her this day. This time, this sleep. The island called for her to fulfill her duties. As a former daughter of Reth, once she had a task set out for her, she was reluctant to give it up. Noctii had parted ways with Isra somewhere along the way, though she had no doubts they would catch up. Ivory and gold splashed canvas moved across the familiar sands of the beach of the island, Noctii had been too tired to continue on with Isra. It was a wonder that anyone slept at all here, with wolves eager to tear out throats.
The unicorn continued her path toward the center of the island, the place she had been making her way to the day prior. After her previous long rest anyway. She wove the paths that were growing in familiarity with her. Noctii wondered just how long the had really been here. Soon the center of the island expanded before her. Fellow hunters filled the clearing, there were a few here that smelled like the torches of Denocte. Katniss was the only one that Noctii could see that she knew by name. At the very heart of the island sat the relic, it taunted them to make a move. She wasn't sure if anyone had made one already, but if they hadn't, she wondered who would be the first. Noctiilucent drifted like a golden ghost toward Katniss until she came to stand beside her sister of Night. "It just sits there... Waiting. Katniss, have you seen Isra?" Noctii whispers to her, she wonders if anyone will be interested enough to try and overhear her. She wonders if they will think the two of them conspiring to take off with the Relic themselves. No, there is something strange about this relic. It would not be sitting out in the open if it were so easy to claim it. "Something is not right. No relic would lie there for anyone to take. There has to be something else..." She whispered low towards Katniss this time. Noctii did not want to reveal her former days of theft and desecration of sacred temples. This felt as though it could belong to a deity, and that they were just waiting to unleash something upon the hunters. Noctii hunted only for answers, not glory, not some relic. It had no meaning to her, an atheist among the devout few.
The unicorn continued her path toward the center of the island, the place she had been making her way to the day prior. After her previous long rest anyway. She wove the paths that were growing in familiarity with her. Noctii wondered just how long the had really been here. Soon the center of the island expanded before her. Fellow hunters filled the clearing, there were a few here that smelled like the torches of Denocte. Katniss was the only one that Noctii could see that she knew by name. At the very heart of the island sat the relic, it taunted them to make a move. She wasn't sure if anyone had made one already, but if they hadn't, she wondered who would be the first. Noctiilucent drifted like a golden ghost toward Katniss until she came to stand beside her sister of Night. "It just sits there... Waiting. Katniss, have you seen Isra?" Noctii whispers to her, she wonders if anyone will be interested enough to try and overhear her. She wonders if they will think the two of them conspiring to take off with the Relic themselves. No, there is something strange about this relic. It would not be sitting out in the open if it were so easy to claim it. "Something is not right. No relic would lie there for anyone to take. There has to be something else..." She whispered low towards Katniss this time. Noctii did not want to reveal her former days of theft and desecration of sacred temples. This felt as though it could belong to a deity, and that they were just waiting to unleash something upon the hunters. Noctii hunted only for answers, not glory, not some relic. It had no meaning to her, an atheist among the devout few.
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Notes: Noctii is Staying
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I was wandering under black skies
Clutching at what is mine
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@noctiilucent has rolled a 1! She has been awarded +1 EXP.
