1st Ymiden 719
There was so much to do, Faith knew, but this was important and needed to be dealt with to-trial. She had enough information, now, she could do what she needed to do and inform the Heart of Lovalus. This was trouble, she knew, and she had to both keep all the Wardens informed and, if possible, ask for help. So, she made her way to the Lake. Once there, she sat down and dipped her toes in the water. She loved it here, just on the edge of their property, were lake and land met.
"Are you sad? Why are you sad? I mean, I know why you're sad, but why?" Shule, her diri of the Lake companion flittered and undulated around her. The little creature was never still, but she hovered around Faith's face, peering at her. "It's ... people are in danger, Shule." Faith said, speaking quietly but her voice betraying the depth of her emotion. "I hate that people are in danger." Shule said, the little creature's usual tinkling chatter more serious than normal. "But we're fixing it, Faith. I mean, Famula was there, right there! WHOOSH like, all, 'got me a lantern, I'm the Queen of the Dead. She's got grim down to a fine art." Faith looked at Shule in some surprise but then a slight smile tugged at her lips. "Well, she is the Immortal of Souls. It would be odd if she was chipper, wouldn't it?"
The tinkling laughter of her Diri always delighted Faith and as Shule chuckled, Faith's smile widened. "I suppose," Shule admitted. Faith allowed her feet to dangle further and she sighed slightly, then began to speak to the Heart of Lovalus. "The attack on my home, it's a Lich. There was .. Rharne is in danger, I think." She breathed in and then let out her breath slowly. "I know. I know Rharne is in danger and I will fight unto my last breath. I would like to tell you what it is that is happening. And I need to ask your help, too. The Wardens, that is."
There was no doubt that things were serious and Shule watched, the small creature almost still as Faith spoke. "Because we are all going to have to work together. Everyone. Warden, Knight, Priestess. All of us. Isonomia and the Order. This one is big and..." Faith breathed in, not quite sure how to put it. In the moment it took her to take that in-breath, though, she knew. "And if we don't work together, more people will die."
It wasn't a threat, or a promise. It wasn't even Faith being negative. It simply was a statement of fact. Tactically, they needed every advantage if they were going to maximise survival rates - if they were going to protect Rharne, and the wider world. All life was sacred and Faith was determined. "We have to."
"Are you sad? Why are you sad? I mean, I know why you're sad, but why?" Shule, her diri of the Lake companion flittered and undulated around her. The little creature was never still, but she hovered around Faith's face, peering at her. "It's ... people are in danger, Shule." Faith said, speaking quietly but her voice betraying the depth of her emotion. "I hate that people are in danger." Shule said, the little creature's usual tinkling chatter more serious than normal. "But we're fixing it, Faith. I mean, Famula was there, right there! WHOOSH like, all, 'got me a lantern, I'm the Queen of the Dead. She's got grim down to a fine art." Faith looked at Shule in some surprise but then a slight smile tugged at her lips. "Well, she is the Immortal of Souls. It would be odd if she was chipper, wouldn't it?"
The tinkling laughter of her Diri always delighted Faith and as Shule chuckled, Faith's smile widened. "I suppose," Shule admitted. Faith allowed her feet to dangle further and she sighed slightly, then began to speak to the Heart of Lovalus. "The attack on my home, it's a Lich. There was .. Rharne is in danger, I think." She breathed in and then let out her breath slowly. "I know. I know Rharne is in danger and I will fight unto my last breath. I would like to tell you what it is that is happening. And I need to ask your help, too. The Wardens, that is."
There was no doubt that things were serious and Shule watched, the small creature almost still as Faith spoke. "Because we are all going to have to work together. Everyone. Warden, Knight, Priestess. All of us. Isonomia and the Order. This one is big and..." Faith breathed in, not quite sure how to put it. In the moment it took her to take that in-breath, though, she knew. "And if we don't work together, more people will die."
It wasn't a threat, or a promise. It wasn't even Faith being negative. It simply was a statement of fact. Tactically, they needed every advantage if they were going to maximise survival rates - if they were going to protect Rharne, and the wider world. All life was sacred and Faith was determined. "We have to."