Odilen
For the first time since my mother left Sabilasi one day and didn't come back, I feel as though I have a sense of purpose in my life.
Not that a bard's life is a bad one, at all, but it is also a life defined by lack of direction. Wandering here and there, living without much of a plan beyond "travel, obtain stories, tell stories, repeat".
But the things I have learned at the Festival have, I think, given me a new desire to do something besides wander. Firstly - that everyone with a consistent attraction to the Temple and the tavern is called, in a sense, though for what purpose I am not quite sure. Dealing with entities of such power is not something I'm used to. Villains and heros are one thing, but how does one articulate the dealings of a being that expresses itself in this world as a hypersentient... piece of rock?
Secondly - that those I had hoped long gone still walk this world. Waltz told us of meeting a frightening woman, horned and veiled, inhuman, who called herself Neruheru. It can only be the wild goddess of my people... and I fear her. Were it not for the call and for Zayn's encouragement, I think I would run away and not return. Well, that's not quite true - BoCo and the others help as well. They are supportive, in their own small ways. There is still fear, of course, but it is now nearly matched by a determination to not let her destroy what I've come to love - again.
Thirdly - well, that Zayn is here. It has been a long time since I have seen any of my Kin. There are only a handful of us to begin with, you see... but Zayn is here, as is another Ieldi named Eilonwy. The latter is quite a strange case, as she wasn't entirely sure what she was. She is a mystery, and I must speak to her again to tell her what I know about our people.
Zayn has also obtained an Elysian that has bonded to him and one of his familiars. But something went wrong in the summoning, and he has to destroy a crystal or something, in a powerful holy place. He asked if I would come along. I agreed.
Partially because it is an adventure, and I'm still a bit sore about missing out on the earlier events surrounding the Temple because I got lost - lost, dammit! such a stupid reason! - and also because, well. He asked.
He's... very nice, Zayn is. I am fond of him, in a way. I guess.
So. I seem to have a plan that involves more than pointing the wagon down a road and telling Kez to move along. How very odd.
I wonder where this peculiar road will lead?
I'd better stock up on parchements.
Not that a bard's life is a bad one, at all, but it is also a life defined by lack of direction. Wandering here and there, living without much of a plan beyond "travel, obtain stories, tell stories, repeat".
But the things I have learned at the Festival have, I think, given me a new desire to do something besides wander. Firstly - that everyone with a consistent attraction to the Temple and the tavern is called, in a sense, though for what purpose I am not quite sure. Dealing with entities of such power is not something I'm used to. Villains and heros are one thing, but how does one articulate the dealings of a being that expresses itself in this world as a hypersentient... piece of rock?
Secondly - that those I had hoped long gone still walk this world. Waltz told us of meeting a frightening woman, horned and veiled, inhuman, who called herself Neruheru. It can only be the wild goddess of my people... and I fear her. Were it not for the call and for Zayn's encouragement, I think I would run away and not return. Well, that's not quite true - BoCo and the others help as well. They are supportive, in their own small ways. There is still fear, of course, but it is now nearly matched by a determination to not let her destroy what I've come to love - again.
Thirdly - well, that Zayn is here. It has been a long time since I have seen any of my Kin. There are only a handful of us to begin with, you see... but Zayn is here, as is another Ieldi named Eilonwy. The latter is quite a strange case, as she wasn't entirely sure what she was. She is a mystery, and I must speak to her again to tell her what I know about our people.
Zayn has also obtained an Elysian that has bonded to him and one of his familiars. But something went wrong in the summoning, and he has to destroy a crystal or something, in a powerful holy place. He asked if I would come along. I agreed.
Partially because it is an adventure, and I'm still a bit sore about missing out on the earlier events surrounding the Temple because I got lost - lost, dammit! such a stupid reason! - and also because, well. He asked.
He's... very nice, Zayn is. I am fond of him, in a way. I guess.
So. I seem to have a plan that involves more than pointing the wagon down a road and telling Kez to move along. How very odd.
I wonder where this peculiar road will lead?
I'd better stock up on parchements.
