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Here is my hastily typed offering :D fresh off the press and still to be edited/tidied!
Chapter 11
She made her way towards a bench beneath an opening. It was like a window but there was no glass, but strangely enough there was no wind coming through the opening, instead she had a perfect view of the statue of Azura. She stood high on the mountains, the clouds draping over her arms and the rising sun cast a comforting golden glow over her. Nera studied Azura, utterly transfixed.
“The Goddess of Dawn and Dusk,” someone muttered behind her. They sounded old and weary.
Nera whirled around with a gasp and met the exhausted eyes of another Dunmer. He wore different robes to anyone she had seen around the college, but they had just arrived the night before.
“I’m sorry?” she finally said.
The Dunmer pointed out of the glassless window. “The Lady Azura, she watches over the land.”
“Yes, she does,” Nera mumbled, following his finger. “Although she has her back to us.”
“Perhaps an intentional move?” the Dunmer asked with a smirk. “Or perhaps she moves when no one is watching.”
Nera, feeling oddly at ease with this stranger, laughed. “In that case there would be no way to prove if she is watching.”
“Isn’t that part of the whole wonderous joy of faith?” His voice took on a more sardonic note as he sat on a bench beneath the opening, with his own back to Azura. “You must be a new apprentice?”
Just like that, her ease vanished, and Nera tensed. “Um, yes, or at least I’m hoping to be.”
Something flashed across his eyes for a moment before he sat back, crossing his arms. “And what is your name?”
Nera nearly answered but she recalled Brelyna’s attitude towards Faralda. If she wanted to pass as her sister, she needed to be more like her. Despite wanting to back off, she crossed her own arms, meeting the Dunmer’s stare.
“And who are you?”
He grinned, showing shiny teeth that reflected the blue light of a nearby light fountain. “My apologies. We are meeting before I give my introductory lecture. You may address me as Master Aren, the Archmage of this college.”
Nera swallowed. She didn’t understand the structure of the college yet, but given his attitude, she assumed he was quite important. He continued to grin widely at her until she cleared her throat.
“I see. Well, Master Aren, I’m Nera Maryon, I came with my sister.”
His eyebrows shot up. “Maryon? Hmm, I thought they only had one daughter, Brelyna?”
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Before and after washing Nera.
I'm always scared to wash dolls with hairstyles because I don't want to ruin it, but hers looked simple so I took the risk (plus her hair was quite messy).
I'm really happy I got Nera because she's my favorite Mermaze doll/character, I hope I get Gwen too. :)
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Nera
A character design for my novel.
My commissions are open. If you would like me to draw you something like this, feel free to contact me here on pm, via e-mail sonjavart(at)gmail.com, or on my Ko-Fi. Price listings are on my Ko-Fi, and if you don’t see what you like, feel free to inquire for a quote or other details. Relevant info and links in my pinned post also.
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This Mermaze doll caught my eye, I like the novelty of the glitter in the tail and that the end is color change
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