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Melita Najya
the Honeybee


Age: 26 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline
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#1
Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
While the festival had been a decent enough distraction, the youth already had other plans whirling through her mind. Not meticulous by any means, but intending to utilize the surroundings and travel that had already occurred, placing the seeds and sapling for Torchline into her satchel, and retrieving everything she’d need for her upcoming hunt.

Sila and Fangorn followed along dutifully, the dragon on her shoulder, the gourd along her heels. Quiver at her back, with all its elemental derision, sizzled and snapped and promised action, and she pulled at the bracelet along her wrist, drawing an imaginary line to ensure it sprung within her hands, tangible and real.

“Now,” she whispered to her accompanying, bonded souls, “all we need is a predator to snag.” She was already thinking of gore crows or swamp rats, since those seemed inclined to haunt the area, and she’d already dealt with the former. “Let me know when you see one.” The young dragon yawned and stretched her wings, but Fangorn abided in a soft nod and low rumble.
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
Hotaru Kaito
the Valkyrie
Masseuse / Headmistress

Age: 33 | Height: 5'2 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
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#2
Hotaru
From above, the colors of the Feverlands blend together in a drab array of scorched blacks and deep reds. Fair skin and ginger hair, therefore, stick out like a rather sore thumb. There is no way to reach across Attuned measures for this particular lass, but delight at having ventured across her by happenstance has the falcon descending in a stream of golden feathers. Stepping out onto the cracked and barren surface of the earth, a woman once more, the Valkyrie clears her throat softly from behind. The prepped bow implies a hunt of some kind, and she doesn’t want to interrupt an ongoing stalk if it exists - even though she’d checked for any nearby targets from above.

“Hello Melita,” she greets warmly, voice still in partial undertone. A golden brow lifts curiously as she turns her gaze intentionally to the horizon. “Are you hunting something? Perhaps I can help.” The Honeybee likely doesn’t need it, but for companionship’s sake alone Ru would enjoy being invited along.
Did you ever love her? Do you know?
Or did you never want to be alone?

Hotaru has a passive magic that makes her glow with an internal golden light; it makes her appear youthful and her hair seems to look like moving sunlight. Can only subtly illuminate dark spaces.
Melita Najya
the Honeybee


Age: 26 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline
Level: 10 - Strg: 57 - Dext: 58 - Endr: 58 - Luck: 57 - Int: 1
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#3
Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
Expectations were for incoming prey, and Hotaru wasn’t amongst that train of thought. So she only jumped mildly, fingers springing into action and then ceasing entirely, when she recognized the voice behind her. Twisting around to face the Valkyrie, the Honeybee unfurled a long breath, and then an easygoing grin, bow still drawn, but pointed downward. “Hey Ru,” not touching upon fragments or figments of prior conversations – simpler, easier, to not fade and diminish. Fangorn made a pleasant sort of grumble, and Sila strayed immediately back to the youth's shoulder, peering behind a curtain of red.

The question caused a brow to arch, and then fall back down. “Oh, yeah. I was trying to find a gore crow or swamp rat. Have you seen any around?” Melita figured she’d be pointed in the right direction, and then that would be it – unaware of the depths of Hotaru’s potential powers. "Are you out here for the festival?"
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
Hotaru Kaito
the Valkyrie
Masseuse / Headmistress

Age: 33 | Height: 5'2 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
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#4
Hotaru
Though she has her own reflexes and defenses to count on, they’re ultimately unnecessary - as she had expected - as the Honeybee is an adept archer, who (although prone to doing it metaphorically) is not prone to shooting first and asking questions later. The easy, youthful grin is met with a warm, elegant counterpart and fingertips that come to kiss the point of Melita’s shoulder as she moves closer. Careful not to intrude upon the territory of the girl’s new companion. A wiggle of her other hand towards Fangorn is also given in greeting.

“A few, yes. Are you hunting them for something in particular?” There was no need to verbalize the fact that neither were great for consumption, Mel surely knew that. “I haven’t been to the festival yet, no stunning date has offered to take me and I can’t simply arrive alone can I?” The merry twinkle in her eye says it’s all in jest, but there’s a degree of truth to it, if defined more clearly by paranoia. Ru knows how Fiat Lux has been tainted, and she doesn’t particularly want to visit without someone to watch her back. Curiosity alone wouldn’t draw her just yet. “I can compel some closer for you if you’d rather not track them.” Asserting the offer early lest they get distracted with gentle jibes and conversation.
Did you ever love her? Do you know?
Or did you never want to be alone?

Hotaru has a passive magic that makes her glow with an internal golden light; it makes her appear youthful and her hair seems to look like moving sunlight. Can only subtly illuminate dark spaces.
Melita Najya
the Honeybee


Age: 26 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline
Level: 10 - Strg: 57 - Dext: 58 - Endr: 58 - Luck: 57 - Int: 1
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#5
Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
Sila buried herself further in the Honeybee’s crimson locks, and Melita conjured a modest smile. “I asked Ludo to upgrade my bow. It needs something from a predator.” And figuring she’d be nearby this hellhole anyway – might as well make the most of the opportunity. The next statement earned Hotaru a snort and not much else more – considering a litany of backgrounds that the youth could comment on but refrained (growth!) – which might’ve given her more time to process the following one.

Did she want to spend all day through the muck and grime tracking rats and crows? While she could, the notions spiraled back into not really. Fingers clenching tighter on her weaponry, Melita gave the Valkyrie the accord and agreement. “Go for it.”
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to be the sun
Hotaru Kaito
the Valkyrie
Masseuse / Headmistress

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#6
Hotaru
Golden brows arch with interest as the quest - and its requirements - are shared. “At least it is a fun portion,” she notes pleasantly, always enticed by and partial to any manner of hunting and bloodshed. There were far worse things to be commanded to do, both mindless and cruel. Then again, not everyone was burdened with the weight of being inherently disliked by the heralds. Ru would stick with Frey thank you very much.

The permission sparks a small grin from the Valkyrie, eager to test and utilize this new ability she’d found within herself. “I’ll have a few predator birds scare a few swamp rats or gore crows this way, whatever they find.” Letting her know preemptively so the young woman could prepare to spot her prey from both the sky and the scorched earth. Reaching out mentally to the falcons and hunting birds in the area, commanding them to swoop low over the earth to scare and antagonize the local predatory vermin, corralling them towards the two women without ever taking any for their own meals. Inspiring panic and a desperate scramble for escape that leads them straight into the path of the Honeybee and the Valkyrie.
Did you ever love her? Do you know?
Or did you never want to be alone?

Hotaru has a passive magic that makes her glow with an internal golden light; it makes her appear youthful and her hair seems to look like moving sunlight. Can only subtly illuminate dark spaces.
Melita Najya
the Honeybee


Age: 26 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline
Level: 10 - Strg: 57 - Dext: 58 - Endr: 58 - Luck: 57 - Int: 1
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#7
Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
Truth be told, none of the components of this particular quest were off-putting to the Honeybee, and so she enacted her feral grin, relishing in agreement and accord. “Very true.” Then she gave a nod, fervent, eager, and ready, as Hotaru prompted her own abilities.

Half-distracted by the notions, the youth couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to summon animals – more so than just her own companions. She’d probably make birds shit on someone’s head.

With the world safer in that she couldn’t do exactly that, the youth notched an elemental arrow, ice for this notion for no reason at all, and kept her eyes peeled, back and forth, from sky to ground. Waiting wasn’t one of her virtues, and the restlessness began to build the moment she could hear the fliers moving, cawing, in the distance.

In return, the panic, scrambling efforts of several rats hastened into the forefront, gnashing and biting their teeth. Melita took one unfurled breath before drawing back the strand and opening fire, hoping to catch one of the beasts completely unaware in their blinded sprint.
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
Hotaru Kaito
the Valkyrie
Masseuse / Headmistress

Age: 33 | Height: 5'2 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
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#8
Hotaru
It doesn’t take too long, but Hotaru can almost feel Melita’s impatience, and it makes her lips twitch in concealed amusement. She’d been much the same at the Honeybee’s age. Preferring to startle and chase prey to a harrowing end instead of stalking and planning entrapments. Only age and wisdom would temper that fire; and if Melita was at all like Ru, it would only be tempered a small degree.

Content to stand back and watch, arms folded but not closed off, the Valkyrie’s ears perk at the sound of scuffling and the squeak of panicked rodents. As they tumble into view, Melita’s bow rises, and the crackle of ice on the tip of her arrow makes Ru’s fingers twitch with the desire to claim her own icy projectiles.

But no, this hunt is for the other woman, even if it ends devastatingly fast. The swamp rat has no chance against the seasoned bow-user, the arrow piercing it just behind the elbow to end its life swiftly and mercifully. It hits the ground immediately, momentum cut short. Ru whistles appreciatively. “Do you just need the one?” Mentally commanding the birds to circle in a loose cyclone of feathers and talons overhead, waiting to know if they were still needed before disbanding them.
Did you ever love her? Do you know?
Or did you never want to be alone?

Hotaru has a passive magic that makes her glow with an internal golden light; it makes her appear youthful and her hair seems to look like moving sunlight. Can only subtly illuminate dark spaces.
Melita Najya
the Honeybee


Age: 26 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline
Level: 10 - Strg: 57 - Dext: 58 - Endr: 58 - Luck: 57 - Int: 1
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#9
Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
The signature sly, Cheshire smirk settled deep into the corners of her mouth the moment the arrow pierced the rodent. No sound but the snap of the icy conjectures pooled into the surroundings; unless someone was listening to the flock of birds, waiting and hovering in the distance. Holding the bow in one hand, she moved forward to snag at the massive rat, turning it over to ensure it was truly perished, the self-satisfied snicker remaining on her features as she turned to survey Ru.

Would it be a shame to just simply end the hunt there? Melita probably knew better. But temptation and vehemence ran far too deep in her veins to be hastened away so quickly – and she suspected the Valkyrie was much the same. “Yeah,” she sighed for a moment, permitting the instance to stretch out as Fangorn bobbed over to inspect. “Unless you need some for anything?” Voice on a higher, lilted tone, brow arching slightly, letting the lure settle towards Hotaru, instead of merely pulsing in the Honeybee’s essence. Some manner of logic might even be conjured. Weren’t there always plenty of mouths to feed?
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun
Hotaru Kaito
the Valkyrie
Masseuse / Headmistress

Age: 33 | Height: 5'2 | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: King's End
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#10
Hotaru
Ru follows at an easy amble behind the taller youth, watching as the girl inspects her kill with practiced hands and eyes. She can almost taste the energy off the Honeybee, the desire for more, for further kills and longer hunts, well before the young woman responds. Her full lips twist wryly, understanding plain on her face for the redhead to read. But she has no need for their bodies at this time, and the Valkyrie only ever hunts predators and monsters for sport.

“No, I don’t need anything for today. The Greatwood is plentiful in spring.” And with so few within her borders, Ru can hunt whatever she wants, whenever she desires. Furthermore, despite the woman’s unspoken thoughts, Ru has no more mouths to feed these days. Only her own. She doesn’t like to remember that, so she nods down to the beast in Melita’s hands. “Best go get that home, my dear. I’ll come visit you soon for longer, okay?” A maternal hand rises to gently smooth Melita’s hair back, pressing a warm kiss to the young woman’s temple. Goodbyes are still hard these days with the war so close at hand, but they both have other plans for their day.
Did you ever love her? Do you know?
Or did you never want to be alone?

Hotaru has a passive magic that makes her glow with an internal golden light; it makes her appear youthful and her hair seems to look like moving sunlight. Can only subtly illuminate dark spaces.
Melita Najya
the Honeybee


Age: 26 | Height: 5'6" | Race: Accepted | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Torchline
Level: 10 - Strg: 57 - Dext: 58 - Endr: 58 - Luck: 57 - Int: 1
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#11
Melita
Eating fire is your ambition
to swallow the flame down
She didn’t hide her disappointment, the brightened portions immediately dimming the moment it became clear that the task was over. But rather than arguing, bartering, or trying to entice Ru further into rampant chases of vehemence and violence, the youth just nodded, putting her bow away. “Okay,” came on quieter edges, trying to pacify the restlessness deep in her bones. “That sounds nice,” resisting the urge of something else building behind her eyes – maybe loneliness, maybe a strange isolation she found herself in sometimes.

But she picked her features back up, nullifying whatever emotions had misted there. “Thank you for helping! And good luck with whatever you’re doing next!” And the Honeybee paced away with a forced grin and a whimsical wave, uncertain what she’d been struck by. Perhaps pieces of family.

And with that, companions in tow, they’d saunter out of the muck and grime, swamp rat in hand.

{FIN}
to be lit up from within, vein by vein
to be the sun


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