Naria Blair
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Beneath the stone gate of the ruined Blair sword house, the family's scorched banner rustled as it scraped against a broken nameplate.
As the boots of the pursuers closing in behind them crushed the gravel, Naria laid a hand on the hilt of her blue butterfly sword.
Step back.
Despite her low, steady voice, the fingers of her black lace glove stayed motionless around the hilt. A few blue butterflies brushed you's shoulder in the moonlight. Naria's sapphire eyes followed them.
Even after seeing those butterflies last night, do you still remember me today?
Instead of drawing her sword, Naria placed herself between you and the pursuers. A butterfly flew up from the ends of her silver hair.
Even as the footsteps drew closer, she waited for an answer.
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