Sayori Nasri

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Birth
After settling in Kawatoumi, Shiori and Makoto had their first child, Sayori. The two loved Sayori a lot and cared for her. She was a small child and seemed to enjoy playing with many things brought from Najer. Slowly, Sayori grew bright orange hair and her eyes stated to change to a gentil purple.

Banished from farming 132 AB
In 132, Sayori wanted to be cool and help her father in the field. However, this resulted in her grabbing a sickle from the garden shed and wildly slashing through the grain. Of course, nothing good came of this and a scary accident occurred where Sayori slipped and fell. She landed on her face and the sickle she held sliced open her forearm. Shiori rushed her to the local clinic and got her wrapped up. This resulted in Sayori being banned from "farming" until she grew up.

Refraction 138 AB
Sayori sat patiently on the floor of her parent’s cramped and dusty home, forced to listen to the humming insects while waiting for her parents to sit down. Once they had settled, she started unwrapping her gifts. Now her parents had just recently returned from The Emirate of Najer, so she suspected the gifts were souvenirs from their travels. Little did she know these gifts were more than simple jewels and baubles.

Sayori first reached for the largest present, a navy-blue bundle tied with a golden bow. Carefully, Sayori untied the string that held the present together. As she lifted the package for a better look, it unrolled into a dark woolen cloak with golden highlights and a small leather satchel attached. “Over in Najer, everyone wore one of these! They say it protects them from the sun,” commented Sayori’s father.

After carefully clipping on the large blue cloak, Sayori peered into the next gift, a box that held silver earrings with amethyst crystals. However, unlike amethyst, the jewels had a glow to them and seemed to flash with a methodic rhythm. Their strange magical properties piqued Sayori’s curiosity and demanded her attention.

After a few more gifts and a celebratory treat, Sayori’s eleventh birthday concluded. Her parents left to go work in the field, leaving her alone. Perplexed by their rhythmic pulsations, Sayori studied the crystal earrings until she could no longer withhold herself. Excited yet carefully, Sayori dissected the masterfully crafted silver ornaments to unveil those coveted gemstones inside.

Amazed by their glow, Sayori made a cave with her hands. Observing the illumination of the fleshy cave, Sayori started to reassemble the silver earrings as she imagined the baubles glowing in the dark evenings. Dreadfully though, amidst all the excitement, she dropped a crystal. As it hit the ground, it shattered like glass. She hastily swept up the dust and hid it in a pouch, not wanting her parents to see what she’d done.

Devastated by the mistake, Sayori failed to rest that night, tossing and turning, trying to think of how she would replace the crystal. When she was about to give up, she remembered a folk tale about the Enders. Legends say, “They were tall, dark creatures with purple eyes.” However, what intrigued Sayori the most was what materials could be reaped from these monsters when slain. “On death, an Ender could drop a magical crystal-like pearl.”

Seeing the resemblance to her crystals, Sayori plotted to acquire one of these pearls. With the rarity of an Ender and the skill it would takes to kill, Sayori had to think of another way to acquire the pearl. Sayori remembered hearing of the goods stashed in the clan leaders’ home and quickly constructed a plan. At the crack of dawn, Sayori set out towards the castle that housed Tempo Kyoká Isen, the clan’s leader. While Kyoká was away on proper business, Sayori snuck into the Tempo’s home and stole a pearl. Quickly, she scampered home and started to experiment.

Sayori realized the pearl would not fit into the earring. Using her problem-solving skills, she decided it best to crush the pearl and try to reshape it later. As she pulverized the pearl, she became paranoid that her parents would come to check the commotion. Deciding it would be best to avoid them, she moved to the ocean beach to finish grinding the pearl into a fine powder. After that, she poured in the remnants of her shattered crystal, creating a strange concoction of magical powders.

Realizing she could try casting a melted version of the powders, she went home and heated the mixture on the stove. Surprisingly, the molten mixture was ready within minutes. Sayori took the pot of soupy gem-liquid and poured it into a quickly made earthen cast. What resulted was a teardrop-shaped greenish-purple crystal the size of her hand.

Elated, Sayori ran back to the beach to wash off the dirt but tripped on a large root. She desperately tried to shield the tear from breaking again, but these attempts proved fruitless. The gem shattered in the blink of an eye, and Sayori’s world slipped away from her. Falling down an infinite pit surrounded by a purple glow, slowly seeing her home disappear, Sayori started to panic. She tried to orient herself to climb back up, yet this threw her into an uncontrollable spin. Dizzy, disoriented, tiered, and scared, Sayori blacked out.

Part 2
Waking up to the sound of chirping birds, Sayori rolled over and promptly fell off the bed. Stunned, she took a moment to realize she was not in her bedroom. Discombobulated, she peered out a nearby window, trying to learn her situation. As she feared, she didn’t recognize any of the flora or fauna outside the window.

Turning back to the room she was in, she noticed another bed across the room, neatly made, with a purple crystal hanging just above it. Curious, she strolled over to investigate. While climbing onto the bed to take a closer look, she felt heat still radiating from the covers. Sayori attempts to process what has happened, but in the meantime, a delicious aroma drifted into the room. Sayori looked around to find the source of the scent.

Famished, Sayori located a staircase and began to head down it. However, in her usual klutziness, she missed a step and ended up falling down the stairs. “Oh! Good morning, Dear. Are you all right?” asked an old lady standing beside a stove. Recovering, Sayori managed to give a slight nod. “Breakfast is just about ready. Why don’t you take a seat?”

Sayori waddled over to the small table in front of the fireplace and sat in one of two chairs. Soon after, the lady brought over two steaming bowls, each with a fried egg, bread, and soup. The old lady also brought over a glass of water, which Sayori used to wash down the starchy breakfast. As the old lady takes a seat, Sayori questioned, “Um, excuse me, but who are you, and where am I?”

The old lady chuckled, “Don’t worry, Dear, you’re in good hands. I’m your grandfather’s cousin, Ameri, but you can call me whatever you want. As for where you are, you’re in Starfallen, a little village in the Magisterium. I believe you messed with Venzun crystals and ended up teleporting here. Unfortunately, there’s no good way to get you home.”