"Something tells me she'll be fine on her own. As long as she's wrapped up in the glooms strings, It won't let any harm come to her." Cue her walking over and giving Farosh a hug, upon the embrace, Farosh might feel something. . .familar. A familiar, intimidating warmth coming from her chest.

"You are in no condition to fight with your Grade Two Concussion!" She says sternly, snapping back at Farosh before standing up with a snarl, her passive hostility was in good intentions "I'll see if there is anything I can do, do me a favor and DON'T do anything stupid, ok?"

"As do others that have lost someone to the gloom." She adjusts her glasses "I do not recommend trying to combat them again. We are powerless in this situation, simply because it will always have a rebound to counteract our actions. We are simply powerless at the moment."

"The gloom. . .it's not exactly what it seems on the surface. Based on simple facts, its created by Ganon via the Secret Stone of Time. . .but I do believe that it is more." She places her hands behind her back at her tailbone. "It appears to have it's own sentience, it isn't under the strings-

"I have quite a. . .extensive knowledge on the gloom. not of what it wants, but what it is as a being." She says, not saying why or how she has this knowledge, hoping it would be sweeped under the generalization umbrella of 'oh yeah she's the Spirit of Wisdom she knows.

Her breath hitches and her eyes go wide, before her expression goes blank again, and she takes off her glasses and wipes them off with her clothes. "ah. . .another soul befell to the shadows. Theres something about that one." She pauses, placing her glasses back on her face "She's either a-

Meanwhile, Naydra makes her sister food, mixing in things she normally enjoys whenever she cooks into one extremely large dish, soon she walks back into the bathroom, platter of food in hand as she places down a little folding table to set the food on, mainly so it wasn't on the rim of the tub.-

After a few minutes, they'd be at the spring of wisdom, where naydra scoops her up over her shoulder, and walks her inside. Once she does that, she goes to the bathroom, rids her of her dirty clothing, and plops her in a warm bath. "Rest. I'll make food, you tell me after you eat. understood?"-

Without saying a word (mainly because of her headache), she grabs her sister's arm, begins to sprint, before creating a icy bridge under them that effortlessly drags them midair across the darkened depths "What the ʄʊƈӄ happened" Her voice is stern, deadpan, her expression unreadable. .

@lightningsfury.bsky.social Naydra has grown worried about her sister. . .she searches for her sister, and after a stressful day of searching, she finally locates her sister, collapsed among a bunch of gloom hands Naydra was not in the mood for fucking around, she reaches to her chest, and-

She's still feeling like absolute dogshit. She's puked 3 times in the past day, and she just has a awful, nauseating feeling Something is coming. .

Her moodiness has returned. Which makes her EXTREMELY pissed off. It is highly recommended not to disturb her at this time. The Shrine is Closed to visitors. Girl needs a spa day to herself to get rid of this throbbing chest pain.

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//Alright, after taking a moment to recollect my thoughts so I am not just stumbling, here's the bottom line I am debating on taking a break from bsky because of the constant stream of bullshit, people talking about issues without taking action. You are doing nothing but giving this person what-

. . . As much as she doesn't want to agree with the gloomborn. . .she does have a point.

She has a feeling she isn't the only one with this earworm in her head. . . She's tapping her foot to a melody in her head

Someone just walked up to the spirit and asked if she knew someone named Narellia She doesn't know every individual being on this plane of existance.

//you know what //OLDDDDDDD

//::::3 //what

//I dont remember, but did you know mek is old? ::::3

Naydra puts her glasses on after a minute, smiling softly at the sight of the sleepy sheepy. She begins to silently make breakfast, making herself a steak and egg omelet, she'll make one for Yngya once she wakes up.

The Spirit winces slightly at the application, pain was felt from the application, however once the herbs were applied, she felt relief, sighing softly and flopping a bit "Oh, really? Tell me more about these explorations of yours." She says with a gentle smile, setting aside her glasses

A few hours later, after Naydra passed out, she grumbles awake, removing her glasses to rub her eyes and leaning out of bed. her vision was extremely blurry, so she had to take a minute to wake up before being able to see. . .she still looks over in the direction of where Yngya was however.

Meanwhile, she was shedding her top and her bandages, and when he turns around, he was going to be met with a grizzly sight- eight ginormous lacerations, each almost big enough to fit a hand into, a few of the ones on the side of her torso leave clean cuts deep enough to see the wall behind her.-

Hopefully she'd get some more rest. . .poor thing must have been walking for ages. At least she has someone to help her adjust to the new region.

ohhh, so that's why she dresses a bit warmer when coming to visit!

She quietly breathes in her sleep, the room still holding that comforting cold. This deity saw the suffering within Yngya, and she trusted her, if she didn't, she wouldn't be sleeping so vulnerably. .

And she does, her presence made the castle significantly colder than it was. Naydra glances across the secluded area, sighing softly, before looking to the king with a gentle smile "This will more than suffice my privacy needs, thank you."

After getting about half way through the book, she dozes off in her chair, sleeping soundly with her book rested on her lap. . .now she'd need woken up if Yngya needed something.

"Please. That sounds quite nice." Naydra says while gazing around the area, sighing "Though I prefer that where you have those herbs is less out in the open, I don't like changing my bandages in the open eye of public."

Naydra grabs one of the MANY, MANY books to read. She's already read this book, however she wants to be silent to not wake Yngya.

"I'll be here, let me know if you need anything ok?" She says, a soft smile spread across her lips as she watches them walk off. She couldn't help but worry about her, the things Yngya stir inside Naydra, her brain simply just pondering, thinking, Waiting for when Yngya wakes.

Naydra notices a few external signs of this exhaustion, her face grew ever so slightly worried "You should probably lay down Yngya. You look you just crawled out of a deep chasm." She cared for this new friend, even though she just met her, she doesn't meet people in her element group often

She nods, walking out of the shrine, only to return back with a few, large slabs of meat. She begins to prepare them along with some vegetables that she had stored in a primitive refrigerator to make a hearty beef stew. Once she finishes cooking, she pours her friend a bowl and hands her it "Here."

"If you'd like to try, you may. Needles can't pierce my skin to sew it, the only things that can severely injure me and my sisters like this is our weapons." Naydra says, redressing her torso so the bandages aren't to the air, she didn't really like being seen like this to people without context

She saw Yngya as an equal to her, considering she was a creation of a goddess. Naydra sought nothing but to welcome her with open arms, a friend, and a place to call home for a time. "If you need clothing, they are in my wardrobe over there. Also the towels are out here too, so don't forget one-

Naydra nods at her request, releasing her hand, and leading her to the spring, which was quite cold already, but her presence makes it much colder. Naydra takes her into the back of the clean spring to a large, personal quarters, with a bed, kitchen area, and a separate room with a hot tub and sink-

"Why. Aren't. You. Reading. Your. Books. Like. I. Asked."

It doesn't matter that her torso is still bleeding, she's still pulling this off.

👁️👁️

"Ah. . .well, me and my sister. ." She sighs, adjusting her glasses for a moment, before removing her top, revealing her entire, rather masculine torso to be covered in bloodied bandages, she sighs "While I am immortal, I still bleed. Me and Farosh got into a scuffle when she got-

"Please, follow me, we aren't that far from it. If you need me to carry you I can." She was still recovering from an injury, so it would be hard, but she'd carry her. Naydra continues to hold the Goddess's hand as she leads her slowly to the spring, a bit of a limp in her step.

"Of course, as to you, I am more than willing to assist in any way I can. However I am still recovering from a. . .scuffle." She gestures to her torso, which she had clearly been keeping still and not moving around as much, primarily using her legs and arms to move

"Of course, why don't you follow me? I'll have to get a second bed, but it will give you a place to rest your head for a moment?" Naydra, while her tone and gaze were stern, her aura and the feeling that rattles through her cold were thoughtful, genuine, and caring.

Naydra reaches out, a hand being placed on hers, the soothing cold from the spirit's body rushing through her body "It will be ok, you can stay with me at the Spring of Wisdom until you find a place to hunker down. I am deeply sorry you've been forced to watch your people be slain. ."

"Clearly, your deeds speak volumes." She smiles softly, standing tall before the king "My name is Naydra, I am the Spirit of Wisdom, and caretaker of the Spring of Wisdom, a Pleasure to Finally Meet you." Naydra bows, showing respect to the king

"Ah. . .the chaos of bloodshed." She says, her tone now slightly somber, but still holding its professionalism "Hyrule has seen its fair share of genocide and uncertainty, but I can't imagine what its been like for you." She could, but she's trying to sympathize

"A Pleasure to meet you, what brings you to this region?" The spirit calmly asks, gazing the fellow deity up and down with a curious gaze, interested in why she was here, and about her goddess like duties.

//ice colored interaction bait go-

"Yes. I am what one would call a shapeshifter." She says, clasping her hands at her waist, her gaze strict, stern, and her voice armored with authority "I am Naydra, The Spirit of Wisdom. Who are you?"