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

"So, the week's nearly ended-" Nin was saying.


"I KNOW!" I roar before I cover up my mouth and flinch away from him.


"Uh... As I was saying, the week is nearly done and dusted, so that means that thing is happening, no?"


"NOTHING IS HAPPENING UNTIL I SAY SO, OKAY!?" I scream in his face before I back away, shaking my head desperately.


"Larishazza...?" Tiya asks with a tilt of her head as she holds up a display for something we had all agreed to go to. I wanted to introduce them to my new friends that I made after the fight... They were performing in Thrurstradtur itself... In one of the grand music halls that our fight was actually in the replica of.


"Oh, right, that..." I say as I clutched my goosebump-covered backhands before I started to shake and tremble some more.


"No one has done anything, right...?" Vadei asks with a raised brow as now I think my behaviour was getting on their nerves. Yet, I couldn't bear to look up at Nin as sadness was coming to his face. Was he catching on that this was because he asked me THAT question!?


"I'm sorry..." was all I really could say as I slowly inspected the sheet of paper the performance was advertised on. As seen in the Inter-House Talent Display... That was what it said in proud letters. I was even told directly that they struggled to find us tickets because it was that much of a selling point...


"Don't worry, no one is mad. We're just, worried." Einervaene tried to answer, but, the way her tone came across only made me growl.


"Sure you are..." I hissed before I retreated into my arms and the darkness they created. Creating only a big enough gap so I could watch Nin as he chittered away worriedly.


"So, are the plans still the same, or would you like us to change them?" he asks me as he reminds me of our agreement. We'd go into the city with whoever else was invited and have lunch with them before moving onto the music hall... They'd all get to know each other a little better before and then, we would do the same after...


I could fuse my two groups of friends together into one big group... And lose them all because my mind could not decide if I was Larishazza or someone else. It needed to make a stand or I would force it to do so...


I needed to deal with two main problems and make sure no one ever heard about it... But, how could I do that...? How could I get this handled before I gave Nin my answer!? I know I told him a week...


But, he understood that it was a week from then, right!? So, in fact, I actually had more than until the final day of the weekend to tell him! He would get it, yes...? He wasn't stupid, I knew that, but, confusion was not the same as that...


Incline 66: Student Larishazza