Sara Bunja

<LUST> The Secret Veil
Undertaker
Mortal

• Sara's Story Begins
• Tricks Her First Mortal!
• Sara's Death

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Tricks Her First Mortal

Daniella Ciemny: where did you get it from?
Izeo Potter: The goodwill
Daniella Ciemny: oh.. you.. you mean someone gave it to you?
Daniella Ciemny thinks really hard what the strange viera meant by that
Izeo Potter: Lol just got the starter fit
Daniella Ciemny: starter fit?
Daniella Ciemny: starter fit?
You fail to understand Izeo Potter.
Daniella Ciemny: Sir, I just want to know where i can buy hot clothes like those!
Izeo Potter: Its my armor by birthright of course
Daniella Ciemny: o..oh... So your tribe makes it but only for tribesman
You weep in sorrow before Izeo Potter.
Narvi Verdant chuckles a bit listening to the conversation happening not far from him.
Izeo Potter: I mean if anything you could marry me

Tricks Her First Mortal

Sara Bunja plops down at the counter with a heavy sigh, turning to Narvi Verdant. "Tough day out there, am I right?" Narvi Verdant: Oh I must be out of sorts this evening I barely noticed you sit next to me! Sara Bunja nods enthusiastically. "I'm super sneaky, so that makes sense. Are you like... Feeling okay?" Sara squints at Narvi Verdant, putting a finger to her forehead. "Your whole aura just looks... Super bad." Narvi Verdant looks about curiously. "My...aura?" He squeezes his hands one after the other. Trying to decipher what she meant. Closing his eyes and drawing up some of his aether into a mild spell, making sure the flow of his aether wasnt obstructed in some way. "I am unsure of what exactly you mean!" Sara Bunja gasps and recoils in shock. "Oh my gosh, it's like... Super bad! All gnarly and like, brambly and shit!" She leans closer to Narvi Verdant, lowering her voice. "Did you accidentally get a curse or something?"

Tricks Her First Mortal

Narvi Verdant hold his arms out. Looking up and down his own body. "A curse? We did venture into some ruins this eve. Though i am knowledgeable on the healing arts, I know little of curses and how to tell if i have aquired one!" He looks about himself in a bit of a panic. Sara Bunja: "Are you familiar with the ancient art of palmistry? I can totally help with this! Put out your hand, please, and I'll tell you your fate!" Sara Bunja squints at Narvi Verdant's hand, making humming sounds in varying pitches. She traces her fingers delicately over the lines on his palm, closing her eyes for a moment to concentrate. After a long pause she shakes her head and lets out a soft sigh. "It's not looking good. Your life line is completely fractured, at this rate you might no teven last the rest of the week. What a shame!" Narvi Verdant: THE REST OF THE WEEK! Please, tell me there is something i can do! There must be some kind of cure! What must I do? Sara Bunja gazes upon Narvi Verdant in deep reflection.

Tricks Her First Mortal

Narvi Verdant hold his arms out. Looking up and down his own body. "A curse? We did venture into some ruins this eve. Though i am knowledgeable on the healing arts, I know little of curses and how to tell if i have aquired one!" He looks about himself in a bit of a panic. Sara Bunja: "Are you familiar with the ancient art of palmistry? I can totally help with this! Put out your hand, please, and I'll tell you your fate!" Sara Bunja squints at Narvi Verdant's hand, making humming sounds in varying pitches. She traces her fingers delicately over the lines on his palm, closing her eyes for a moment to concentrate. After a long pause she shakes her head and lets out a soft sigh. "It's not looking good. Your life line is completely fractured, at this rate you might no teven last the rest of the week. What a shame!" Narvi Verdant: THE REST OF THE WEEK! Please, tell me there is something i can do! There must be some kind of cure! What must I do? Sara Bunja gazes upon Narvi Verdant in deep reflection. Sara Bunja: "Well... There may be some options to like... Correct the uhm... Inbalanced aura. But we certainly can't do it here! I might know a place that could help, though... If you're interested, of course!"

Tricks Her First Mortal

Narvi Verdant: And these options, they will work? I wont die to the curse? Sara Bunja: "Oh of course, totally! It's not going to be easy, though, and there may be a certain nominal fee! But, I mean, it's your life! Y'know?" Narvi Verdant: Well whats the fee? I want to be sure i can pay it before hand.
Sara Bunja gazes upon Narvi Verdant in deep reflection. Sara Bunja: "Uhm... How much have you got?"
Sara Bunja: "Of course!"
Narvi Verdant: I have roughly 500,000 gil. Would that cover it? Sara Bunja ponders for a moment and then nods resolutely. "Yes, I think that 100,000 gil should cover the materials, and I don't imagine it woulud take more than that for the time. Just make sure you have it on hand, y'know? Don't wanna take chances! Narvi Verdant: I can hand it too you now if you wish! Sara Bunja: "Oh no, I wouldn't want to take it yet, I'd hate to get your like... Curse cooties all over me. Now, would you mnid following me? It's a bit of a long journey!

Tricks Her First Mortal

Narvi Verdant: Very well, Ill keep my distance. As to not spread the curse to you!
Sara Bunja beckons to Narvi Verdant.
Sara Bunja: "Good call!"
THE TRAVEL TO THE ESTATE
Sara Bunja: "Here we are, see? It's like, kinda spooky looking and whatever but the people in here are SUPER qualified! You're in good hands, promise!" Narvi Verdant: Well i know some places you have to go to learn from wonderful healers, looks quite spooky as well.
Sara leads the Raen man inside the estate, his fate to be determined at a later date!

Sara Joins the Daughters of the Secret Veil

A cold chill hovers in the air, freezing one's lungs with each inhale and sending chills up one's spine. Upon entering, visitors see a dark entry room, ghastly lit by pale blue stained glass windows. A wooden centerpiece holds two candelabra and a journal with a dark figure flipping page after page, taking its time to read the descriptions within. Sara Bunja slips in silently through the door, largely ignoring the spooky demeanor of the space and focusing instead on the rather extravagent looking stained glass windows and surprisingly plush looking furniture that graced the entrance of what was a particularly haunted location. She took a couple more steps in, smiling cheerfully, seemingly oblivious to the oppressive atmosphere. "Oh, hi there, uhm, miss! How are you like, doing today?"
The dark cloaked figure stood solid, except for the slowly lifting of her head. The figure spoke with a forceful command, "....come closer...", taking care to feel the unknown guest as she lingered at the entryway.