Errrwin

In the depths of Tobaballe, Nin Urtuan is working as hard as he can to rise up. But with so much competition, it seems like only luck will get you a better life. One day, in a seemingly unfortunate turn of events where he runs into the voluptuous and mysterious Spire-Lord, Iishar Ho. Taking Nin with her, she shows him a secret within the Crown, a means to get ahead. The path of least resistance is so enamouring. 

Setting out for the shores of the Molten Sea, at the base of the holy Anvil-Peak Mountain, Nin loses himself in the wonder of it. Behind his back, another deal unfolds, luck not for him, but for those high above in the Crown. A slaver of an unknown, spine-quilled race shoots him unconscious. The slaver loads him up, ready to ship Nin and so many others off to Jherikra. 

A land of towering mountains, emerald winds, arcane beauty and monstrous horror!

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No rewrites going on right now.

(Multi-PoV, 1st Person)
For reference: (If a chapter is marked with a ---- before Base, Incline or Peak, it means it is being edited throughout the day.)

Dark Crow Rising

"I don't think even I would eat Motrtha's food with this much ferocity..." Nin comments as I tore through the supply of sandwiches I had been given.


"I can see what you mean." Rosie says as she nods along with what he just said.


"What!?" I ask them angrily as a piece of cucumber slips from my mouth. The sudden, harsh bite that I had just taken out of it allowing that to be done. But, they were not amused by it. They were shocked by my tone.


Yet, how dare they hold that against me! I slipped up once in comparison to them! I was practically the goddess of how Nin might put it, this shit! I was the best goddess out there...


"Larishazza, there's no need for that." Tiyanat chastises before I turn to growl at her.


"THERE'S NO NEED FOR YOU TO SHOVE ICE AT EVERYTHING EITHER!" I scream at her before storming off with the sandwiches. Initially, I angrily ate the sandwiches on my own. But I started to feel very lonely very quickly and anger turned to tears.


"Is everything alright?" Nin asks me as he finishes following me the short distance out the cafeteria.


"Peachy you impatient shit." I spit, much to his surprise.


"Heh, speechless as usual." I cruelly joke before I stop in confusion. Why did I say something like that so easily...? That wasn't me at all... Had I been brainwashed or something!?


"Again, is everything alright?" he asks as he moves next to me. And, the moment he does, I latch onto him and nibble away at my sandwich. Aggressively reacting to any movements from his hands as I ate in my comfortable animal onesie.


"Get me more!" I demanded very quickly as I was out of sandwiches.


"Okay...?" he says reluctantly before I force him back down onto the bench I had brought us to.


"Don't go..." I complain angrily while tightly clutching his waste.


"What." was all he had to say, which was just typical... Just typical...


"Do you hate me...?" I ask him as I carefully take into account how he was acting. He was being so irrational right now... I told him to be patient and he has done nothing but...


"I don't think that is possible, no." he answers as his warm hand softly strokes my hair. But, I made it difficult for him to continue as I did not want my onesie hood down.


"Pat." I ordered as I suddenly moved onto his lap so he could pat my head. So he could ruffle my hair and even hug me properly if I wanted it.


"W-Well..." he says as my arms wrap around his shoulders while my body rested where his thing should be. Yet, disappointingly, it wasn't.


"Keep patting." I tell him as my somewhat restored magic bellows out around me. Purring like my precious feline pet back home as his hand ruffled my hair and gave me its warmth. It was such a comforting palm despite how hard it was physically.


Incline 64: Student Larishazza