Naris Indarys wasn't a very important dunmer. He'd spent the majority of his life on the streets. But after being arrested and then sent to Morrowind, Naris would dicover he was destined for much more.
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Naris didn't mention the reason he had gone into the water for a while. He was trying his hardest to both decode the riddle Boethiah had given him and process the fact that another daedric prince had given him a quest.
"I can't take this anymore!" Ryna almost yelled. "What happened?"
Naris gave her a side look. "I do not have to tell you about every single thing I do."
"No," Ryna agreed. "But when you jump into the ocean following a strange light right in front of me, I think I deserve an explanation."
He sighed. "You do." Naris paused in his walk, looking around to make sure that it was a safe place to stop. He glanced up at the sky. The sun was beginning to sink below the horizon. "Let's set up camp and then I'll tell you."
"So?" Ryna asked, taking a seat on a rock beside their growing fire.
Naris let out a sigh. "Do not over react," he pointed at her. Ryna nodded. "It was a shrine to Boethiah, an old ruined one." He glanced behind his companion. "Like that one." Ryna turned her head to look behind her. Over the hill against which they had set up their camp Naris could see the top spires of a dark daedric shrine peaking out.
"Was anything interesting in it?" Ryna asked, turning back to Naris. Naris worried at his lip. "What?" she pressed.
"Boethiah spoke to me, he wants me to rebuild his shrine," Naris relented.
Ryna blinked at him. "Boethiah? Prince of Plots, asked you to rebuild his shrine?" Naris nodded once, bending over to take out some spare meat and begin to cook it over the now blazing fire.
Ryna leant back. "It is undeniable. Two of the Good Daedra asking you to do a task for them in a single month? That blatantly hints that you really might be the Nerevarine."
Naris looked back up at her. "It may be a coincidence."
"It may," she allowed. "But you cannot deny that it is more likely that it is not."
"Why are you so intent on convincing me that I am the Nerevarine? I thought you believed it was a superstition." Naris threw her a piece of meat.
"I did." Ryna agreed. "I did..." she sighed. "But everything we've found out... the dreams you've been having. It all tells me that, perhaps the Nerevarine is real and perhaps you are him."
Naris let out a loud sigh. Ryna smiled softly at him, slipping off her rock and walking over to his side. "But, maybe I'm just being superstitious," she attempted to reassure him. Naris smiled back at her, but her persistence and belief in the truth of the Emperor's opinion stayed on the forefront of Naris' mind.
"We should sleep," Naris said after a moment of silence. "I'll take first watch."
Ryna hummed in agreement and laid out the bedroll she had brought. "Wake me at midnight." Naris mumbled his agreement as he watched her close her eyes and slip off to sleep.
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