#kavrala

thank you senshistock for my life

Another OC :D

Unfortunately, they are mostly unknowable until backstory things are revealed

“Kavrala, Kavrala come now. You know we have to be up early.” Alenren spoke softly as he wrapped his arms around her, pulling her back into the bed. “We need rest for tomorrow’s mission.” His hand reached over, stealing her book and setting it aside out of her reach.

“But Alenren! I was at the good part, reading about the War of the Three Hammers.!” Kavrala whined, trying to wiggle out of his grasp so she could reach her book. Only to feel two firm arms wrap around her and pull her back down.

“Ah, ah.. You can read it tomorrow, AFTER the mission.” Alenren teased as bear hugged her, kissing her cheek with a grin before settling in.

“It’s your fault I’m hooked! You are the one who got me into all this History diving.” She whined to him in a playful manner. Giving in to him as she allowed herself to be bear hugged. “I swear you have been a bad influence on me.”

“Ah but so proud of it.” He spoke in between yawns. Letting his eyes close as sleep drifted in. “Now get some sleep you dork.”

Kavrala opened her eyes, her impassive face breaking for a moment as she looked to her hands. That same memory again, one that held no meaning to her now. At least without all the pieces. That only begged the question of would it ever make sense to her? Memories were hard to unlock for her, as if her mind was to afraid to dig into what she had lost.

Shaking the thoughts from her mind she slowly arose from her sitting position. Grabbing her swords to attach them firmly upon her belt once more as she set off. There was work to be done and there was no time to dwell upon fragments of a life before. Even if that little voice in the back of her mind begged her to go on.

She was curious about the man in the memory. This Alenren had appeared in several of her recalls, always speaking about history with her or taking her to a new history rich place. Or in the recent case, memories of this man being  more than just a history nerd with her.

It puzzled her, was he a lover of sorts? Possibly just a really good friend? She didn't know..  he could just be something her mind made up to keep her sane with this new being she has become. That wasn't a possibility she was ready to be rid of quite yet.

Her head shakes as she clears her thoughts. Narrowing her eyes a bit as she quickens her pace. A distraction was needed, she had to be rid of these thoughts and focus on what was to come. The war needed her attention more, that and it was about time she started to seek out members of the new group she became apart of. That would be an adventure all on it’s own.