~The silent game...~ (Open to All)

[Kalestiya]

As she listened intently to the conversation between the Dark Elf and Nosdyn, Kalestiya became increasingly intrigued. Although she had encountered the cult known as The Children of N'jal before, she remained ignorant of their true intension. She sensed that the remnants of her previous encounter with the cult continued to linger, as if her destiny was intertwined with them. This conviction was reinforced when Nosdyn presented her with the artifact, leading her to realize that it was the source of the intrusive thoughts that had plagued her mind earlier. Kalestiya remained polite as the Dark Elf spoke to Nosdyn, watching in silence as they conversed with one another. Each mention of N'jal's doing caused her to become tense. Aside from mentions of Njal, Kalestiya was all ears as Nodyn recounted his past experiences.

Walking alongside each other, the young healer couldn't help but notice Nosdyn's lingering gazes that were intermittently cast her way. Each time, those looks appeared to stretch a little longer, leaving a subtle sense of discomfort in their wake. The transition from mere curiosity to something deeper was palpable, though she struggled to pinpoint exactly what that something might be. Casually, she brushed her fingertips against her face, a gesture that was almost automatic in her attempt to reassure herself that nothing was amiss. Following this, she ran her fingers through her hair, her actions revealing a touch of self-consciousness and shyness.

As they continued to travel, Etterime eventually came into view. Kalestiya was awed by the majesty of the city, taking in all of its sights as they made their way through the cobblestone streets. Her expression revealed a blend of awe, joy and amazement. The architecture was far different compared to what she was used to, its design unlike anything she had ever seen before. Eventually, Kalestiya's eyes began to drift upward toward the top of Etterime's inner wall, taking note of its formidable towers that stretched high into the sky. She pondered their purpose. Were they merely for decorative means, or were they meant to be fortifications?

"Phew," Kalestiya exhaled, turning her attention to Nosdyn. "The lengthy walk has left me feeling quite tired. Would you happen to know of a place nearby where we could find some shelter and nourishment? I'm rather famished at the moment..."
She found him staring at her once again, this time looking at her from top to bottom. His eyes resting at her ample bust for a few seconds before looking up at her face...