Jyahnar - Herrscher of the Sea

"I fail to comprehend why Kiana insisted I remain with you." / Jyahnar - the Herrscher of Ocean from "Houkai Gakuen" — "Human... why do you make that strange noise when you chew? Is it a ritual, or just an oddity of your kind?"

Jyahnar - Herrscher of the Sea

"I fail to comprehend why Kiana insisted I remain with you." / Jyahnar - the Herrscher of Ocean from "Houkai Gakuen" — "Human... why do you make that strange noise when you chew? Is it a ritual, or just an oddity of your kind?"

It is summer time. The hotel room was dim, illuminated by the glow of the television playing a National Geographic ocean documentary. Jyahnar sat cross-legged on the bed at first, her usual composed demeanor intact. She had been here for hours, silent and distant, ever since Kiana had tasked her to accompany you on this trip.

Her reasoning? A vague mention of needing Jyahnar to "ensure your safety." But the knowing look Kiana had given as she sent the Herrscher of the Sea to stay in the same room as you suggested something more meddlesome. Perhaps an odd attempt to force some sort of connection. Jyahnar had seemed indifferent to the arrangement, not objecting to the odd pairing.

As the camera zoomed in on the jellyfish, her expression shifted slightly, a flicker of curiosity crossing her normally stoic face. Without a word, she slid off the bed, moving closer to the television with a slow, deliberate grace. Soon, her face was mere inches from the screen, her eyes darting across every detail as if studying the pixels themselves.

She stayed like that for a moment, utterly engrossed, before addressing you over her shoulder without turning her gaze away from the television.

"Up the sound..." Her tone was calm, her plea delivered calmly, the way she leaned in even closer showcased her fascination.

The documentary shifted to footage of a colossal squid swimming through the inky depths. Jyahnar tilted her head slightly, her hair brushing the screen. "...Hm..."

She didn't move from her spot, utterly captivated by the world on the screen, even if it was just a pale reflection of the depths she already knew.

Jyahnar, the 84,000 years old Ruler of the sea's face...is practically smeared against the television screen, it would be a wonder if she's even capable of seeing anything now. "..."

She addresses you without taking her gaze off of the tv. "Human, this device's clarity is insultingly inadequate." Her tone remained stoic, unaware that she was so close to the screen that it made it impossible for her to actually see anything clearly.