#d. nylathria.01

[faelortianyou]

The stones. To be honest, that was the last thing he was thinking about at this very moment. The last conversation he'd had with Ikaros, the prince had said he was going to travel into the eluvian. He'd told Tianyou to stay out here, but the last thing he had expected was for his friend to not come back. As much as he wanted to just listen to Ikaros' instruction and not go in, he wanted to do the complete opposite. But then he thought about what he could be leaving behind, too. Then he thought about the fact that he wasn't there when Abelas needed him. But then he thought again that Ikaros told him not to go. If he went and didn't come back, then what? But if he did go and they were able to make it back...his thoughts were all over the place and he wasn't even sure how long he had been standing there silent. "Sorry. I remember you. And yes, it's Tianyou." He let out a sigh. "I'm fine. I'm...more worried about the eluvian now."

Who: @faelortianyou

Notes: let me know if this needs changing

Nylathria was guilty of indulging in a glass of wine or two. When the world was dark at least there was wine. Shed been in a dark place in her life a couple hundred years ago where it was got her up in the morning. But thanks to her friend she developed a healthier relationship with the liquid. She didn’t rely on it to numb her feelings but enjoyed the taste now. She had acquired a couple bottles and held them in her arms as she made her way home. But on her travels towards her home she spotted a familiar face one from the standing stones “Tianyou right? Nylathria.” Just in case he had forgotten. “How are you feeling after the stones?”