"Thank you, both of you, for coming." Faith said and she smiled in genuine gratitude to the two people there. Thalia, Matriarch of the Thunder Priestesses and Vig'tyrn, Commander of the Lightning Knights were seated at the table in the Rharne Head Quarters of the Isonomia faction. They were in one of the meeting rooms upstairs - the furniture was basic and repaired, though there were hand made covers and cushions. They had plenty of tea and tasty snacks.
Vig'tym looked around and spoke. "You have done a lot here in not a lot of time," Faith smiled, pleased that he'd noticed. "Lots of hands, working together," she said with a smile. "As I know happens for both of you, and I know you're both busy so I'm not going to waste time." There was no point to, not with either of these people, so Faith got straight to the reason for them being here.
"I met with Ilaren this morning," she said, softly. She said it in much the same way as she'd explain that she had a cup of tea. "She was gracious enough to give me some of her time and it was really useful." It had been a tricky conversation in places, because Faith had very clear ideas and they were not necessarily what Ilaren had wanted to hear. At first, it had been difficult and Faith had needed to work hard to be heard. She had, of course, proceeded with quiet and polite determination - she hadn't pushed because there were rules when dealing with people who could squish you if you so much as looked at them funny, and so Faith made sure to be calm and polite. In fairness, it was always her way to be such and she largely didn't treat the Immortal any differently than how she treated everyone else.
"It took quite a lot of discussion, but the bottom line we both have is the concern about Rharne." Faith said, softly. "We went from there, and built up an understanding. Ilaren is very worried about how divided the people of Rharne are becoming." It was a concern which went so deeply, Faith said, that Ilaren was foreseeing a time when Rharnian would turn against Rharnian. Faith gave a slight, wry smile. "I would argue that they already are." In fact, she had argued that, and it hadn't been something she and the Immortal had necessarily seen eye to eye on. But there it was, and they had needed to agree to differ on that. At the end of the trial, Faith said, Ilaren knew Rharne, was Rharne in a way she could not compete with or compare to
"The bottom line," Faith said, with a smile. "Is that she is more than happy to work with Isonomia and the Order of the Adunih. Our Alliance has the Immortal's blessing and that, I think gives us weight." Thalia and Vyg'tym nodded their heads and Thalia smiled.
"How old are you, Faith?"
Faith blinked, slightly. "I'm twenty. I was twenty on the first Saun," she said and Thalia considered her. Then she nodded. Vyg'tym glanced at Thalia and a communication of some kind seemed to pass between them.
"And what is the aim of this alliance?" Thalia asked.
"To eradicate poverty from Rharne," Faith said, earnestly. ""to have every Rharnian have a basic level of quality of life, free from harm and inequality."
"And you think a twenty year old girl can achieve that?" Vyq'tym asked and Faith looked at him and smiled.
"On my own? Maybe. Maybe not. But if I don't try, then I know I never will. Besides," she said and her silver and ruby gaze on him was determined. "I was nineteen when slavery was abolished on Scalvoris. They didn't tell me I was too young." She paused, just for a moment. "They told me it was impossible."
He looked at her and grinned. The fellowship they shared, even after knowing each other a short time, came from the fact that they had both been raised as slaves in Athart. "And when did you escape, Faith?"
She looked down at her hands for a moment and then raised her gaze back to him. "I never escaped. My owner set me free," she said, softly. He raised an eyebrow and he asked no more, but she answered anyhow. "I was eighteen. So. If we are all happy, I'd like to begin?" Thalia hid a smile and Vyq'tym raised a single eyebrow then gestured that she should, in fact, do just that.
Vig'tym looked around and spoke. "You have done a lot here in not a lot of time," Faith smiled, pleased that he'd noticed. "Lots of hands, working together," she said with a smile. "As I know happens for both of you, and I know you're both busy so I'm not going to waste time." There was no point to, not with either of these people, so Faith got straight to the reason for them being here.
"I met with Ilaren this morning," she said, softly. She said it in much the same way as she'd explain that she had a cup of tea. "She was gracious enough to give me some of her time and it was really useful." It had been a tricky conversation in places, because Faith had very clear ideas and they were not necessarily what Ilaren had wanted to hear. At first, it had been difficult and Faith had needed to work hard to be heard. She had, of course, proceeded with quiet and polite determination - she hadn't pushed because there were rules when dealing with people who could squish you if you so much as looked at them funny, and so Faith made sure to be calm and polite. In fairness, it was always her way to be such and she largely didn't treat the Immortal any differently than how she treated everyone else.
"It took quite a lot of discussion, but the bottom line we both have is the concern about Rharne." Faith said, softly. "We went from there, and built up an understanding. Ilaren is very worried about how divided the people of Rharne are becoming." It was a concern which went so deeply, Faith said, that Ilaren was foreseeing a time when Rharnian would turn against Rharnian. Faith gave a slight, wry smile. "I would argue that they already are." In fact, she had argued that, and it hadn't been something she and the Immortal had necessarily seen eye to eye on. But there it was, and they had needed to agree to differ on that. At the end of the trial, Faith said, Ilaren knew Rharne, was Rharne in a way she could not compete with or compare to
"The bottom line," Faith said, with a smile. "Is that she is more than happy to work with Isonomia and the Order of the Adunih. Our Alliance has the Immortal's blessing and that, I think gives us weight." Thalia and Vyg'tym nodded their heads and Thalia smiled.
"How old are you, Faith?"
Faith blinked, slightly. "I'm twenty. I was twenty on the first Saun," she said and Thalia considered her. Then she nodded. Vyg'tym glanced at Thalia and a communication of some kind seemed to pass between them.
"And what is the aim of this alliance?" Thalia asked.
"To eradicate poverty from Rharne," Faith said, earnestly. ""to have every Rharnian have a basic level of quality of life, free from harm and inequality."
"And you think a twenty year old girl can achieve that?" Vyq'tym asked and Faith looked at him and smiled.
"On my own? Maybe. Maybe not. But if I don't try, then I know I never will. Besides," she said and her silver and ruby gaze on him was determined. "I was nineteen when slavery was abolished on Scalvoris. They didn't tell me I was too young." She paused, just for a moment. "They told me it was impossible."
He looked at her and grinned. The fellowship they shared, even after knowing each other a short time, came from the fact that they had both been raised as slaves in Athart. "And when did you escape, Faith?"
She looked down at her hands for a moment and then raised her gaze back to him. "I never escaped. My owner set me free," she said, softly. He raised an eyebrow and he asked no more, but she answered anyhow. "I was eighteen. So. If we are all happy, I'd like to begin?" Thalia hid a smile and Vyq'tym raised a single eyebrow then gestured that she should, in fact, do just that.
