#senesational

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Anger is the fuel that keeps Naraki’s fire stoked. For someone so privileged she is so constantly furious. Her rage simmers just under the surface of absolutely everything she does. Although Naraki would technically be ideal ‘courting’ material, her mother is solidly against political arrangements using her daughters flesh (arranged marriages) and has always been a proponent of letting her own bad or good decisions with minimal outside guidance. That said, the young Blood Elf still had her share of public mingling and parties to go to and for some inexplicable reason had attracted the attention of a young Blood Knight named Virson Firebrand. She had spikily rebuffed him in a way that could potentially be extrapolated as flirting and he maintained his interest. After a vicious row with her mother, Naraki visited Virson at his personal estate during a party for a tension release. There are only rumors about exactly what happened at that party, though a few things are generally agreed on. Naraki practically attacked Virson, who responded in kind. The fight seemed to be relatively equally matched - what Naraki lacked in training or finesse she made up for in outright strength and fury whereas Virson had several years of Blood Knight training behind him. Their whereabouts are unaccounted for for several hours though at some point another enormous fight broke out on the house grounds and swept in to encompass most of the guests remaining. Details are uncertain though there were dozens of injuries, some quite serious, and extensive property damage was done to the house and grounds. Shortly after Virson went out of his way to be assigned as far away as possible (though no one knows or can prove if the events are related) and Naraki was accepted into Blood Knight training.

Honestly? This

Hug Chesric. I sort of imagine when they hug now that she’s the ‘little spoon’ getting encompassed more by him - partially because of size differences but also because he is warmer than she is. Her body temperature tends to warm up when she’s in contact with him, adjusting to his level but she feels like she’s leeching heat from him (even if she’s not). First thing she’d do is to wrap her arms around him and encompass him in as much of a hug as possible. Show off her warmth a little maybe. And then I imagine she’d go through her daily routine - work in her garden and tend to her armor and see how different things are with a pulse. 

He’d consider that his greatest victory of them all.

Qeren’s scar actually extends from the side of her face down her neck, chest and torso (mostly on the one side) and tapers off around her hip. Part of the reason she dresses in loose, soft clothes is because the skin in this area is tight and uncomfortable. As what is essentially a healed burn, the nerves around the scarred area have sensory irregularities. Some of them dull and senseless and others have transient, prickling pain. As for her opinion of the scar, she considers it a reminder. Initially she was inclined to try and mask it or hide it but now she has no such hesitance. It often makes other people uncomfortable if they know what it is and often earns her misplaced sympathy or broaches conversations. She wears the only bit of pride about herself she has in that branching scar. Though to be honest, sometimes it still surprises her to glimpse it in a mirror. 

Calida’s truest fear (and the thing she can’t or won’t talkwith him about) is that one day Chesric will come to his senses, realize she’san abomination and want absolutely nothing to do with her. Not just kill her,but leave everything they have done together and abandon her. He’s doneabsolutely nothing to suggest to her that this will occur but she still harborsthe thought that it will happen. That he’ll realize he’s wasting his time withsome silly dead thing that can offer him nothing in return.