( catch-all ) harrowhark nonagesimus v. the noticeboard & other stories

[blackvestal]

WHO: Harrowhark Nonagesimus, others
WHERE: Around Stygia so far
WHEN: second half of October / first half of November
WHAT: after spending a long time creeping about, lurking and being in over her head, Harrow opts to defeat all the tasks.
WARNINGS: will update as needed!

[ i had a disastrous month that spiraled, so i was too shy to post late to the intro meme and the event but have finally gotten over the peak of illness/attack of shyness! if you want to plot or say hi or anything you can find me at skeletone. prompts on the way! ]

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↠ HARROWHARK VS. NOTICEBOARD II.

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↠ serene. [open]

[blackvestal]

The beautiful tranquility of Serene almost pains Harrowhark Nonagesimus, at times. It's a space that reminds her of what she always thought the House of the Seventh must be like, and it's something that feels too good for her. It lives up to its name, and it is filled with water features that make her heart ache to believe she could deserve them.

It is also host of a library the likes of which Harrow has not gotten to enjoy before, and in true nerd fashion, she values it highly. So when Frish makes the request about the destroyed statues, Harrow is happy enough to use what vestiges of her necromancy she can grasp at—it comes and goes—and what tracking skills she can remember to attempt to find out where the culprit has gone. The combination of necromantic psychometry and cartographic talent eventually gets her there ...

... but outside the cave, she simply stops and observes. Observation is what Nonagesimus does best, and this time she is a bit taken aback. Another Restless even more off their rocker than Harrow herself was not her expectation, and remembering that the request included wanting the responsible party killed ...

Well, she could use some help in deciding how to proceed.

The smart thing, she knows, is to start by talking to him—but perhaps she shouldn't have wandered into this situation without backup.

[ feel free to meet her outside the cave or join her on the walk! ]

↠ the hinterlands, for recordkeeping. [thread on another post]

[blackvestal]

Harrow is actually very skilled at sneaking, and so the idea of getting both into and out of the Hinterlands intrigued her more than anything. And a task that required merely collecting an item? That had to be simple, right? Especially since getting in was so very easy, and wandering trying to find something isn't hard at all when you're looking for something as obvious as a fallen star —

the tiny knights, though, are a problem. Harrowhark Nonagesimus is not a fighter of any sort except the kind where she stays far, far out of the way and uses necromancy, and so far in Stygia she hasn't managed to obtain bone to work with enough to actually have a weapon.

She's doing her thing and staying so far into the shadows that no one notices her, watching to see what others try, until the moment breaks when she overhears Yuuji ...

↠ mirth. [open]

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Mirth, all by itself, is a form of horror to Harrowhark—it is overstimulating, loud and bright and busy, but despite herself she is sometimes attracted to things that hurt her. Maybe it's the pressure of her Shadow and maybe it's the pressure of her own self-loathing which has simply taken a more easily identifiable form, but she was lured by the promise of these films that sound like they might suit her interest—like they might be about other people's horrors, and not Harrow's.

That's not what actually happens, though.

She's creeping about with a small flashlight, trying to see what she can find, when she's caught by the screen—caught by the images of familiar faces. The children of the Ninth House. The children of the Ninth House holding torches and stones and whispering her name.

Harrowhark Nonagesimus has frozen in the entryway, watching her own bad dream play out.

Anyone else looking in this direction could easily walk right into her, especially the way she's all black from behind in hair and clothing. But if you work together, you might also find the movies! Or get sucked into one of your nightmares instead of hers—could go either way.