Why did Nyana leave Glomdoring? A riddle unanswered.

You blink.

You stare implacably at Nyana.

Shadows swirl around your arm as the Fingerblade of dha'Wyrden-cree digs itself more painfully into your finger.

look nyana
She is a sinuous undead illithoid and is lined in a spidery mass of purple veins, criss-crossing over the top of her bulbous bald head. Two large black eyes are deepset and framed by pale veins, while her nose and mouth little more than scars across her oval face. Thin and fragile in appearance, an aura of psionic energy clings around her, alien and unnerving.
She is wearing:
a thin cloak of delicate, black spiderweb lace
armoured boots of dark leather
a sickly jade ring of pestilence
a Mask of Wonder
a translucent amethyst ring of intricately etched winds
a black clay backpack embedded with fossils
a crisp ebon military coat edged in gold
a silver torc.

Your mandibles twitch slightly as you voice a brief, curious chirr.

Nyana narrows her eyes as she studies you.

Softly, Supplicant Nyana, of the Dark Faith says, "Well... that's interesting."

You have emoted: Gurashi blinks, then straightens up atop Bizirik, attempting to look more intimidating, but only looking taller and more confused.

Faintly buzzing, you say, "Am interesting, yes."

Faintly buzzing, you say, "Wait. What is interesting."

Spitting out the word, Supplicant Nyana, of the Dark Faith says, "You're a bug."

You have emoted: Gurashi tilts up his chin, looking proud. "Am bug."

You clear your throat.

Cooly, Supplicant Nyana, of the Dark Faith says, "Unfortunate. You could fix it, reincarnate into something less unpleasant. A fish, at least."

You blink.

Looking himself over, you ask, "...is unpleasant being bug?"
With a huff, you say, "Am quite comfortable being self, many thank yous."
You strike a pose.

With a sigh, Supplicant Nyana, of the Dark Faith says, "Well, it was only a suggestion. I suspect most unpleasant things don't realize how unpleasant they are."

You blink.

You boggle at Nyana.

Faintly buzzing, you say to Nyana, "Do talk to you that way in Dark City? How awful! No one ever has made feel like am unpleasant in Glomdoring! Could not imagine."

You shake your head.

Supplicant Nyana, of the Dark Faith says to you, "Why would any in the city speak so of myself? I am not so unfortunate."

Befuddled, you say, "But, am not unfortunate!"

Counting on his fingers, you say, "Have friends, have family, have guild, have commune - have allies from other places. Have pets - have got it good."

You chirp happily.

Dismissively, Supplicant Nyana, of the Dark Faith says, "If you say so."

Supplicant Nyana, of the Dark Faith says, "You asked why I remain a Shadowdancer?"

You have emoted: Gurashi lets out a whistling huff. "Anyway. Yes. Why would want to keep skills of Glomdoring and go away to Dark City with them?"

Faintly buzzing, you say, "Does not make sense."

Still staring intently at you, Nyana says, "There are two reasons, bug," she states.

You tilt your head and listen intently to Nyana.

"For one," Nyana says, holding up a finger, "Magnagora has a history, through its Elders and by its founding - of taking from their enemies that which it finds useful. And I am useful. For second..."

You have emoted: Gurashi's attention is drawn to your finger, then back to your face, one eye half-closing in a confused squint.

Nyana gives a long, slow blink as she considers, stroking a hand absently over a notepad in her hands. "For second, Magnagora is destined to rule the Basin, including the Ethereal world and the fae creatures. Someone will need to guide them, and organize them."

You blink.

Disbelievingly, you say, "...does not sound quite right."

Your mandibles twitch slightly as you voice a brief, curious chirr.

Light flickering the depths of her eyes, Supplicant Nyana, of the Dark Faith says, "No, it is so."

Placing his hands on his hips and looking up thoughtfully, you ask, "Mmmm, no, do not think sounds right?"

Shaking her head, Supplicant Nyana, of the Dark Faith says, "Well, I might not expect a bug to understand."

Very confidently, you say, "No, is WYRD supposed to spread throughout basin, including Ethereal. Already have fingers on fae creatures, yes."

Faintly buzzing, you say to Nyana, "Got it mixed up, can understand, is a lot to consider when 'it said', 'it-other said'"

You nod your head sagely at Nyana.

Supplicant Nyana, of the Dark Faith says to you, "Ah, but the Wyrd is already a product of the Taint. Once Glomdoring recognizes this, they will pledge to serve the rightful masters of it."

Slowly shaking his head, you say, "No, Taint nearly destroyed, but once was passed, was Wyrd that made Glomdoring grow back stronger and better. Is not still tainted - though, some say is? But, is not."

You chirp happily.

Nyana folds her arms across her chest. "I'm afraid you are mistaken, bug. I understand that your elders lied to you, as they did to me as well. The forest grew back stronger because the Taint makes things stronger - there is no reason to deny it."

You have emoted: Gurashi watches you fold your arms over your chest, mimicking the motion with his secondary smaller set. "Even if was lie - which is not! - why would want to be in place so unpleasant? That would come and just, find person that do not know and be like, 'are unpleasant, should change'?" He stares, gesturing at the air with his primary hands. "Glomdoring accepts as is with open arms - ehm, branches. Teaches, and helps grow, and understand duty to the Wyrd."

Glancing towards Magnagora, you say, "Cannot expect anything to change in place where nothing grows..."

You shrug helplessly at Nyana.

Faintly buzzing, you say to Nyana, "...am sorry that left Glomdoring. Wish would not have. Think would have liked if had given more of chance."

Shaking her head, Supplicant Nyana, of the Dark Faith says, "I like Magnagora, and my place is there. Things do grow - through experimentation and science, where they can be controlled. I am sorry you don't understand it."

Your mandibles twitch slightly as you voice a brief, curious chirr.

Nyana blinks.

You blink.

Supplicant Nyana, of the Dark Faith says, "Of course it is. You can't expect life to always turn out stronger if it isn't designed that way."

Looking confused, you say, "No, is all ... random. And unexpected."

Faintly buzzing, you say, "Would not know - was not of hive. Is how found Glomdoring!"
You beam broadly.

Smirking, Supplicant Nyana, of the Dark Faith says, "So it is a new hive, in Glomdoring."

Faintly buzzing, you say, "Is unexpected that woke up, and could not hear Queens. Only heard song of forest. And has been -so good-, yes."

Faintly buzzing, you say to Nyana, "No, if were Hive, then would have no own thoughts, but have LOTS of own thoughts! Like coming out here, and asking question."

Supplicant Nyana, of the Dark Faith says to you, "But you still give the same answers as the others. You still don't see the truth."

With another sigh, Supplicant Nyana, of the Dark Faith says, "In any case, I should return home."

Mandibles clicking softly, you say to Nyana, "...am sorry that you are feeling confused."

Supplicant Nyana, of the Dark Faith says, "Not confused at all, bug."

Nyana gives you a final, patronizing pat on the head.

Faintly buzzing, you say to Nyana, "Seem pretty confused to me. Maybe unhappy? Am bug, can sense these things! In feelers."

You have emoted: Gurashi points to his antennae, then lets out a startled whistle.

Nyana inclines her head politely to you.

Your mandibles twitch slightly as you voice a brief, curious chirr.