Meryn clignait sur les deux révolutionnaires qui seraient derrière son masque. Parce que... sérieusement? C'était l'heure? La fée a flippé, et les yeux de Meryn se sont élargis à ce qu'il disait. Elle a filé autour pour regarder la balise – le portail – lumineux et inquiétant dans le ciel. Ils avaient besoin de se cacher. Meryn s'est retourné en regardant entre la fée et la femme. Sa main a plongé dans son sac et s'est enroulée autour de la lentille du magus. Elle l'a tenu à la femme, tapotant l'œil de verre sur son masque comme elle l'a fait. Toujours tenant l'objectif, elle regarda par-dessus son épaule pour voir la ville. Les ombres noires de goudron s'infiltraient dans les rêves frénétiques. L'air de la ville s'obscurcit alors que la couleur était étouffée.
Un cri et une clameur sont venus de la sortie du feu. Meryn fila et regarda de nouveau la femme, poussant la lentille du magus vers elle. Puis elle a saisi la fée sans cérémonie et l'a poussée vers la femme aussi.
Meryn s'est replié vers l'échappée d'incendie et s'est plié sur le bord du toit pour voir l'homme essayer de s'élancer jusqu'à l'échelle. Un démon suivait derrière lui. Meryn lui a tendu la main pour qu'il l'attrape, son cœur dans sa gorge.
Name: Meryn
Abstract: The quiet, roof-hopping delivery girl.
Detail:
Meryn is a twig of a girl. Short, thin, and physically unimpressive in almost every way, people can often mistake her for a young boy, rather than a full-grown woman. She has sandy brown skin, long, straight black hair that she often keeps in a braid, and pale green eyes. Meryn also wears a small wooden pin with her name engraved on it, stuck to her jacket.
She was born without the ability to speak, but she rarely has any trouble getting her point across. Though she carries herself with a subtle confidence, she's acutely aware of what she is and isn't capable of, and is constantly trying to push that boundary. Independent, fearless, and just a little bit spiteful, telling her she can't or shouldn't do something is usually the quickest way to get her to do it. Although she seems aloof and closed off, Meryn is more soft-hearted than she first appears. If someone comes to her asking for help, she can't help but comply – even if she does roll her eyes and drag her feet along the way. It's easy for her heart to override her head, and her naivety can sometimes get her into trouble.
Though she grew up as a street urchin, and was generally looked down on by the majority of society in the first few years of her life, it wasn't long until she discovered a hidden talent: if she wanted to get somewhere, there was very little that could stand in her way. She could scale walls, leap from rooftop to rooftop, slip between bars. Soon enough, the entire town became one big playground to her. Eventually, the townspeople recognized her skill at getting from one point to another quicker than anyone should rightly be able to, and she began delivering notes and parcels for change. Today, Meryn is the most trusted delivery system in town for all sorts of letters and goods (that aren't too big for her to carry). When she's not swinging around the town like a monkey, she enjoys all sorts of music, and has recently started picking up different instruments from her customers and experimenting, with varying degrees of success.