Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191230050209/@comment-5543592-20200102014328

Complexity. That was what it was. What made her up, what made then all up. She had it!

Nyasia slowly raised her hand, palm facing up. Nirn revolved around the sun, the moons around Nirn, men and mer stood on her face. It was all one delicate balancing act, all interlinking, everything working in tangent. And through it all flowed one force, one energy, that kept it all in line. Nyasia felt it thrilling through her. That was the Shehai. It was her's. She pictured that energy in the form of a sword, filling her hand, and willed it into existence.

Nyasia peeked an eye open at her hand. It was empty.