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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Ryna was waiting inside Caius'- Naris'- house, leaning against the table. "Naris," she breathed when he entered. "I was worried... it's late."
"I had to go for a little trip to get the information we needed," Naris explained. He sat down at the table and took the papers Barelo had given him from his bag. "I present, the Lost Prophecies."
Ryna gaped at the papers before rushing over to read them. Naris laughed. "I need to sleep, take your time reading through these, then get some rest yourself." Ryna hummed to show she heard him but didn't look up at him. Naris huffed.
He walked over to the bed and began to pull his armour off, stretching his muscles and loosen them as he did. As he untied the belt from his waist and placed his sword on the ground, Naris ran his hand over Goldbrand, it seemed to warm under his touch.
Naris took a breath when he reached for his cloak clasp, the spider seemed to move under his fingers when he unclipped it. It always did that but it never got easier to handle. Naris shuddered a little as he put the clasp down on the bedside table. He cracked his neck before slipping under the blankets.
"Yi'lohm en cilver?' A voice called from somewhere behind him. He paused turning to face the elf who was coming towards him. She smiled, a dazzling bright smile that instantly made his own appear. "I could not find you yi'daelha."
"Ahh, you were worried," he said, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder.
"I was not," she denied, turning her nose up. "I simply wondered where you were."
"You are a bad liar, my dear," he smirked, running a hand along her side. "I worry for you too."
She smiled again, gentler this time. "I know," she pressed herself closer to him. "I love you."
"As I do you," he blinked slowly at her.
Naris woke with a smile on his lips and a lightness in his heart that he could not quite explain.
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The journey back to the Urshilaku camp was quicker the second time. It only took half a day now they knew exactly where they were going. Naris and Ryna crested the hills around the camp just as the sun was falling from its apex. There were mer everywhere as they either returned from finding food or left to find more. "Nibani must be in her yurt," Naris said after scanning the camp and seeing no sign of her.
"Right, you go to her. I... will go cool down," Ryna said, pausing in the middle to think. Naris smirked when he saw the way she fanned her face with her hands but didn't comment.
Nibani was in her yurt, fixing some herbs. She looked up when Naris entered. "Clanfriend, do you have what I asked for?"
"I do," Naris bowed slightly before taking the notes from his bag. "The dissident priests had copies and notes."
"You will tell me these things, over and over, until I have them by heart," Nibani said with a nod to the parchment. "And then you will tell me what these priests say, what they see in these words."
