[center][color=ff66bb][h2][i]Nadia Parnel[/i][/h2][sup]Bride of [color=ffffff]Keregar [@Legion02][/color] and Sister-Bride of [color=B0C4DE]Xaelia [@Ellion][/color]
Interacting with: The Family[/sup][/color][/center]
[color=ff66bb]"Nice to meet you, Varzar."[/color] Nadia said quietly as the child continued to talk. At first it seemed he was simply explaining something about how the household worked, but then he mentioned his 3 other mothers and... the first died in Childbirth, which was perhaps the most terrifying way to die in Nadia's opinion. The second died while hunting, and... Why was she on a hunt in the first place? Would Keregar force Xaelia and Nadia to go with him on hunts? Not that she'd say no to spending some time out in nature but, Drakka was much more hostile, full of dangerous creatures and Drakkan... and she'd never hunted anything before. She couldn't bear the thought of hurting another living thing, especially not by her own hand. Her greatest fear...

Perhaps she could ask not to ever go on a hunt. Would her husband allow that? [color=ff66bb][i]Who is Alia?[/i][/color] The thought crossed her mind, but before she could ask it out loud, Varzar was talking again. The third Gem... [color=ff66bb][i]They hunted her down and killed her, didn't they?[/i][/color] She tried to listen as the boy continued, but her mind kept pulling away to all the things she was suddenly terrified of happening. She wasn't planning on trying to run, but now that wasn't even an option. If she could manage it, she'd never go out there, so Keregar would never even think she was running... but then where would she go to be with nature? Certainly, Drakka's forests were nothing like her home, but she could still find [i]one[/i] quiet spot... right? But if she doesn't want to get hurt or hunted, she'd be confined to the house. 

[color=ff66bb][i]I'm not going to make it a week...[/i][/color]

Her attention was pulled back to reality as two more Drakken appeared, still young-seeming but more like teenagers than the child-like Varzar. She noticed Varzar disappear as the two nearly identical boys began eyeing her and Xaelia, and while they talked amoungst themselves she wondered briefly what life must be like for the children of Drakka. Varzar seemed as innocent as any child in the way he spoke, even if the things he said were of such a horrible nature- it was just the way he saw it, an honest telling of a horrible story. These two on the other hand... They were like miniature Keregars. Although, the word miniature was completely wrong for describing how they actually were. As words turned to knives and fists and [i]fire[/i], Nadia decided the right word for them was Monstrous. 

As the sounds of fighting continued Nadia looked over to Xaelia, a thought forming in her mind but dying on her lips as she was what her sister-bride was doing. She'd picked up the twins' knife and was pulling it out of the cup, or she was trying to, anyway. Nadia watched for a moment, awestruck at her bravery to even try such a thing. Certainly the boys were distracted but, they could turn their focus back to the two Gems any second now. 

She had to try and help. Stepping back as if to avoid the twins while they raged out of control, Nadia moved herself between Xaelia and the rest of the room, blocking her sister-bride's actions from view. Just in time too, as Keregar choose that moment to barge in and break up the fight. Nadia could feel her heart pounding, much too quickly as she realized she wasn't breathing. The short moment it took Keregar to get the twins' attention flet like an eternity as he ordered the two outside with him. The sounds of fighting resumed, dulled by the thunder and the door between the chaos and the two girls now, and Nadia finally took a breath, trying to push some of the worry away. [color=ff66bb]"That was too close."[/color] She whispered as she glanced at Xaelia again, seeing that the other girl had taken to holding the stolen blade behind her back for now. 

Before she could say anything else, Varzar appeared again, apologizing for the twins' behavior. He had brought them two cups that smelled a lot like tea... and it was! Nadia quickly took the cup she was offered, and at Xaelia's comment, reached out to take her cup as well. [color=ff66bb]"Well if you don't want it, I love tea."[/color] She smiled brightly, hoping that Varzar would only see the surface of the act the two were putting on. It didn't seem he would, as he quickly went on to ask about their homeland, an eager spark of curiosity in his eyes. Nadia sipped away most of one of her cups of tea while Xaelia started to answer him. 

She mentioned the different regions and little bits and pieces about each place, but as Nadia noticed, nothing about her own home. Nadia laughed a little as Xaelia started to trail off, running out of things to say. It was a musical sound, easily used to grab attention as Nadia began to pick up the conversation. [color=ff66bb]"You sound a little bit like a travel brochure when you say it all like that."[/color] She started with a grin, reminding herself that she was putting on an act. [color=ff66bb]"There's so much more to Gemmenia than deserts and beaches, snow and diamonds. It's..."[/color] She looked to Varzar, her gaze meeting his as she hoped he was still interested in what they were saying as she searched for the right words. [color=ff66bb]"It's..."[/color]

[color=ff66bb]"It's the forest I grew up in, The town nearby, the Volcanoes, the rivers, the sky..."[/color] She began to walk away from Xaelia, moving over the debris towards the other side of the room, hopefully pulling Varzar's attention with her as she continued.

(TL;DR: Some time passes as Nadia lists things she loves about Gemmenia, mostly her hometown, and unintentionally stabs herself in the feels while trying to entertain Varzar long enough for Xaelia to maybe do something about the knife...)
[hider= Nadia's Breakdown (of what makes Gemmenia awesome.) ]
[color=ff66bb]"My family and I lived in the west, pretty close to the spine. Close enough to see the mountains rising up in the distance on a clear day. I've never been to any of the other regions, but I can imagine they're just as beautiful and diverse and wonderful." [color=ffffff]She took a moment to finish her other cup of tea, placing both cups on the only standing table left in the room before continuing.[/color]

"The nearest town was Pyrvi, an hour away by horse, half a day on foot. We lived in the forests surrounding the town, bordered on all sides by trees so tall you could hardly see the top of them from the ground. I used to climb them, and from the top you could see so far... There was a small brook that ran through the forest and right by our house, and if you followed it upstream it lead to the base of Mount Suivusev, a huge Volcano south of town. I never followed the brook downstream, but my father did once and he said it led all the way to Andula- one of the largest cities in Gemmenia." [color=ffffff]She smiled at the memory.[/color] "I still don't really believe him."

"There were two other volcanoes nearby, Mount Jifu and Mount Virus, but Mt. Suivusev was the closest. You can see the mountains from everywhere. They're so tall, and Mt. Virus even glowed with veins of orange lava, so you could see it even on the moonless nights. Truly a blessed place... You could climb any of them in a day, and come back down the next if you wanted, but we always stayed up there for a few days whenever we went. The view from so high up was spectacular, all the clouds were so close I swear you could touch them if you stood tall enough, and the center was always full of warm rocks and glowing stones that held fire in their hearts. Even when that fire would eventually die though, the rock still held that energy- It was like the mountains themselves were alive!"

"The town was the most lively place though- even with all the plants and creatures that lived in the woods, the forest was so calm, and quiet all the time. I loved that silence, that calm. It's the one place I felt like I could truly be myself, alone with nature. The town though, there were so many people, and so much to see and do... There was music, always, everywhere- and when one performer would stop, another took their place. There were always so many people everywhere. The busiest places though were probably the temples, and the Torch in the center of town."

"The torch never goes out. We  keep it burning to remind us of... everything. It's eternal. The volcanoes, the spine in the distance, the Townspeople, the flame. None of it will ever end, even if some people come and go, and the volcanoes may eventually erupt, or the fire may flicker from time to time- that's only a small ripple in the pond of time. Pyrvi is forever... it's..."
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[color=ff66bb]"It's home."[/color] She finished, tears finally starting to fall down her face as the memories overwhelmed her. She wiped at her eyes with her sleeve, choking down sobs as she tried to compose herself. [color=ff66bb]"I-I'm sorry, I di-didn't mean to start crying..."[/color] She trailed off, covering her face with the sleeve of her dress as the tears continued. She'd be fine in a minute, if she could just get her mind off of the past already...

[hider= summary ]
Nadia listens to Varzar's various tidbits of information, and starts to panic about multiple things: Mainly the fact that she might not be able to go outside, ever, and that she's probably going to die within a week.

After that, the twins' fight causes her to notice Xaelia's knife trick. She decides to try and help by taking her cup of tea while trying and failing at not rambling on about how great home is for too long. (Some time passes as she lists things she loves about Gemmenia, and stabs herself in the feels while trying to entertain Varzar long enough for Xaelia to maybe do something about the knife...) Now she's crying, but she'll be fine in a minute I swearrrr.[/hider]