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Fri May 04, 2018 5:33 pm

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The last few trials have been a blessing Lei'lira thought as she paced along the walls of the bedroom while trying to get Kaien back to sleep.

The movement seemed to soothe her son because his cries gradually tapered off into soft whimpers before he drifted back to sleep. It didn't surprise her that he was feeling out of sorts. They all were. How could they not be after barely surviving the storm that had blown them off course? Not all of them had survived, really. Kaien had died of starvation because she hadn't had enough milk to feed him. If it hadn't been for Faith and Famula...

Lei'lira stared at her tiny son in awe for a few trills before placing him back in his cradle. It was hard to put him down after nearly losing him. But Kaien needed his rest, so she left the room, shutting the door behind her. When Lei'lira entered the kitchen, Teia and the twins were waiting for her with breakfast on the table. Neither she nor Teia had begun to regain the weight they had lost during their time as captives, but after four trials of good, nourishing food, and plenty of rest, they weren't feeling quite as stretched thin as they had been.

"What are your plans for this trial?" Teia asked after Lei'lira had finished eating.

"I need to write to Vivian, and Eri to tell them what happened. But before I do that, I'm hoping to get an idea of how long it will be before the ship is repaired. I think they will be more reassured if they have a better idea of when we will be back in Rynmere."

Teia nodded.

"Do you want to leave after Kaien's nap, then?"

Lei'lira nodded, but her eyes were troubled. The easiest thing, of course, would be for her to go while Teia stayed behind with the children. Or vice versa. But Lei'lira had never been comfortable with crowds to begin with, and after everything that had happened, she tended to panic when faced with them now. Panicking inevitably caused her either to have a panic attack, or retreat deep within herself...or both. Staying here with the children while Teia went out wasn't really an option either. After being taken out of her own home, Lei'lira was terrified of being alone. And while the presence of the kids meant that she wasn't completely alone, she needed another adult she trusted with her in order to feel completely safe. If anything, being alone with three small, helpless children made her even more anxious; even with Vivian's lessons, she wasn't at a level where she could defend herself or others if she needed to yet. Teia seemed to sense the direction Lei'lira's thoughts were going in because she placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

"Don't worry about it. We both have our own issues to deal with." she said simply.

They fell into a companionable silence that lasted until Kaien woke from his morning nap. Between the two of them, it didn't take long for them to get the children ready for the trip, and a helpful neighbor was happy to give them directions to both Scalvoris Town, and the docks they would need to go to in order to find out about the status of the ship. It was warm, and sunny, making it the perfect day for a walk. The farmer in Lei'lira noted that the weather would make for an ideal harvest if they had enough of it as long as the crops were kept well irrigated.

Although Lei'lira was relaxed and content on the trip to Scalvoris Town, she began to tense as they approached the gate. The noise of the crowd made her nervous, and by the time they were inside, she was a wreck; eyes darting back and forth anxiously as she searched for potential threats. Teia kept a close eye on her friend as she guided them to the docks.

"You're not from around here, are you?"

Lei'lira blinked and looked at the elderly woman who had spoken with a puzzled frown. Some of the words she had spoken sounded similar to words that Lei'lira knew in Common and Rakahi, but there were other words that she couldn't even begin to guess at.

"I'm sorry...?" she began timidly.

The elderly woman chuckled, and repeated herself in Common.

"I said that you're not from around here. Tourists?"

"Umm...no...not really." Lei'lira stammered, not volunteering any further information to the stranger.

It was almost more than she could manage just speaking to the woman. She wasn't about to say more than she needed to until she knew of the woman could be trusted.

"Well, your business is your own, fair enough. If you're interested, I was speaking Scalveen before. Modern Scalveen to be precise. It's the native language here in Scalvoris. Stay here long enough, and you're likely to pick up some of it yourself."

Lei'lira was curious about the language, but she was feeling too anxious to ask about it.

"Do you work here?" Teia asked, knowing that Lei'lira wouldn't be able to.

"Yes. Why do you want to know?"

"A ship was brought in a few trials ago. It was caught in a storm, and blown off course...do you know anything about it?"

The elderly woman's eyes widened as she regarded them with more interest.

"Survivors from that wreck, are you? You're lucky to be alive. My son's working on the repairs. Word is, that ship ain't gonna be fixed til some time next season."

Normally, it would have been better to confirm that information with the repair crew that was working on the ship. But a quick glance at Lei'lira told Teia that her friend needed a break from the crowd. So she thanked the elderly woman for them both, then carefully guided Lei'lira away. Teia tried to reverse the directions they had been given so she could get them back to Beacon, but they were quickly caught up in the crowd, and lost. Fortunately, Teia found a library they could duck into for a while. With luck, the peace and quiet of the library would help to settle Lei'lira's nerves enough that they could make it back to where they were staying.

"Can I help you?" a loud, strident voice asked, making Lei'lira jump, and flinch.

Teia took a few trills to soothe her before turning to the woman who had spoken. It gave her some time to think of what to say. The woman's overpoweringly strong floral perfume made her cough a bit when she tried to speak.

"We're new here, and while on our errands, we met someone who spoke a language we didn't recognize. Scalveen, I think she called it? Yes, Scalveen. Anyway, my friend and I were curious about it, so we decided to stop in and see if we could learn more about it."

It was true...sort of. They both would have been curious about the native language of the island if Lei'lira wasn't so close to panicking.

"You want to talk to Rafe. He's good with languages. Has to be, seeing as he's the linguistic expert and translator here."

Teia thanked the woman, even if she had no intention of seeking the man out. Unfortunately, the other woman forced the issue, leading them over to where a Biqaj man, presumably Rafe was working.

"What do you want, Rose?" the man asked with a resigned sigh.

"These girls need help finding a book on Scalveen."

The unspoken demand that he help them find it made Lei'lira realize that this was a woman who held authority here. When the woman left, Rafe sighed again.

"Well, that's Rose Lefluer for you. She's the head librarian here, so what she says goes. I'll show you where the linguistics section is."

The two women followed in silence as he led them through the stacks until they came to a spot in the back corner of the room.

"This is the linguistics section. And if you want a book on Scalveen..."

The man's fingers ran across the spines of the books on the third shelf until he came to the one he was looking for. He pulled it off the shelf, and offered it to Teia, who took it with a smile and thanked him.

"This is the one you want. You can learn the basics of the language itself from it, and it also gives you some of the history behind the language."

Teia thanked the man again as he went back to work. Lei'lira's attention was on the books. She skimmed the titles until she found one on basic linguistics that reminded her of Kei'iru's friend back in the orphanage in Venora, and one on languages in Eastern Idalos. While she wasn't as interested in languages as the boy had been, she was curious. And it gave her something to focus on and distract herself with while she tried to settle her nerves. Absently, she flipped the book about languages in Eastern Idalos open to the table of contents and read the introduction. The dry, technical language made her lose interest in the book, so she returned it to its proper place on the shelf. But she had learned that in addition to Scalveen, there were two more languages spoken in Eastern Idalos; Omyeric, and G'ni. She also learned that all three languages had both a spoken, and a written aspect. While she had been skimming through the book, Teia had found them a quiet table, and when she had finished, her friend led her to an area where they could read in peace.

Still thinking about Kei'iru's friend, Lei'lira started with the book she'd found on basic linguistics.

People who study linguistics are called linguists.

Lei'lira paused to wonder if Kei'iru's friend wanted to be a linguist when he grew up, or if he simply loved learning new languages.

There are fifty two languages that are currently used in Idalos. Languages are grouped into families that share similar characteristics, and it is easier to learn a language if you are already fluent in another language within the same family. This is because some words are similar between the languages. When learning a new language, it is easiest to start with the basics; the alphabet forms words, and words form sentences. Puzzling out the meaning of words through context is also helpful when learning a new language as it helps to build one's vocabulary.

Once again, Lei'lira thought about Kei'iru's friend, wondering if he hoped to learn all fifty two langiages eventually.

There are three core aspects of linguistics. Those aspects are syntax, phonetics, and semantics. Syntax is is the set of rules, principles, and processes that govern the structure of sentences in a given language; word order and punctuation in particular. Phonetics is the study of the human ability to make and hear sounds which use the vocal organs of speech, especially for producing oral language. And semantics is the study of relationships between words and how we construct meaning.

The book went into greater detail on each aspect, but it was dry reading, and Lei'lira wasn't interested enough to be able to focus on it in her current state. So she offered it to Teia, but her friend declined politely, saying that she would rather people watch than read at the moment. At Lei'lira's questioning look, she explained that she enjoyed trying to guess at...or make up details of the lives of the people who drew her attention while people watching.

"Take that woman sitting at that table over there. See the way she's glaring at whatever she's reading?"

Lei'lira nodded slowly.

"I think she's reading a letter from someone she has an intense rivalry with. The woman has a dancer's build, so they're probably dancers who often compete for the same roles in performances. And the letter is boasting that her rival just got a lead role that they had both been competing for in a play that will be popular enough to make the career for whoever is in it."

It was like creating a story, using a real person as a "model"...sort of. Lei'lira could see why Teia enjoyed it.

"Well, if that woman is a dancer with a rival, then the kid sitting at the table next to hers must be her greatest fan. See the way she's staring at the woman? She probably wants to apprentice under the woman and learn all of her secret dance techniques." Lei'lira said with a small smile.

Teia beamed at her.

"Now you're getting into the spirit of it! I think you're right about the kid, too."

They continued to people watch together for a few bits. Even Lei'luna got into the game, commenting on a young boy who looked like he might be the first child's brother. But after a while, Lei'lira went back to her reading, feeling slightly more relaxed than before.

Scalveen is a language that has three forms; Old Scalveen, Modern Scalveen, and High Scalveen. Old Scalveen, or Old Tongue was used from arcs 198 – 616. It is now a dead language, found only in old documents, antiques and ruins. It is never in modern conversation. Modern Scalveen, or Pirate Tongue came into being in 616, and is currently used this trial. It is a unique mixture of many different languages, mostly Common, Rakahi, and Old Scalveen.

So that's why I thought I recognized a few of the words that old woman said when she first spoke to us in Scalveen. Lei'lira mused before going back to her reading.

The accent associated with Modern Scalveen is gruff and sloppy. As a result, most people outside of Scalvoris see Modern Scalveen as a low class language; a language only spoken by criminals and sinful people because they only saw it being used by pirates. This made it a very unfashionable language to learn, and gave it the nickname of Pirate Tongue. High Scalveen, or Wimp Scalveen came into being in 716, and is also currently used this trial. It is a clearer, better structured version of Modern Scalveen that came into existence when the Scalvoris Campus of the Viden Academy opened its doors and brought intelligent, cultured travelers to Scalvoris Town. Unlike Modern Scalveen, the High Scalveen accent is crisp and clear which makes it easier for foreigners to hear and translate.

Lei'lira thought about what she had just read for a few bits.

That probably means that people associated with the University in some way all speak High Scalveen, but people who aren't speak Modern Scalveen. And if High Scalveen is easier for foreigners to learn, most probably don't bother learning both forms. So it's probably pretty easy for a native of the island to spot a foreigner.

Lei'lira shared some of what she had learned so far with Teia. Then she began to read once more.

Important words in High Scalveen are often punctuated by a roll of the tongue to give it a romantic flair. Emphasis is placed on the intangible words that sound like their Common or Rakahi counterparts so that those who don't speak Scalveen can hear them and easily guess at their meaning. The change was made purely for the sake of impressing foreigners by charming them with words that sounded fancy and foreign to them yet they could still roughly follow the gist of, making them think themselves smart for having figured it out.

It sounds like people created High Scalveen just to impress foreigners who were coming to the University. Lei'lira mused.

She wasn't sure what she thought about that. On the one hand, it was a smart idea if it drew money to the island. But on the other hand...

I wouldn't like it if someone changed my native language just to impress some foreigners. And I bet that a lot of people here feel the same way.

High Scalveen is seen as exotic and roguishly charming, the language of passionate rebels who flirt with danger by outsiders. But speaking in a High Scalveen accent outside of Scalvoris Town is likely to earn you a punch in the teeth from the locals because it is seen as a betrayal of Scalvoris culture, and people outside Scalvoris Town believe that they should be able to speak as they always had rather than catering to foreigners.

Lei'lira nodded to herself. She could certainly understand the resentment many of the natives must feel about the "butchering" of their language to make it more appealing to people from foreign lands.

I knew High Scalveen was called "Wimp Scalveen" for a reason. she thought.

After the book had finished explaining the history of the language, it got into more practical matters. It discussed the fact that the language's alphabet was similar to the one used in Common, with one notable exception. That was the fact that the letter ‘A’ had two counterparts; the ‘A’ that sounds like ‘a-ye’, like in apricot, and one that sounds like ‘a-ha’, like in apple, have separate symbols, giving the Scalveen alphabet of 27 letters. This gave Scalveen seven vowels instead of the six found in Common. From there, it moved into the basic sentence structure of the language, as well as how verbs were conjugated.

Finally, it gave examples of basic vocabulary grouped together in categories. Numbers were listed as were directional words, words for colors and shapes, a variety of animals and plants, basic verbs, and so on. At Lei'lira's request, Teia left to find some paper that they could use so that Lei'lira could take notes on what she was reading. She thought it was a good idea to know at least a little about the language spoken in the land they were in. That way, if they got lost, they could ask for directions, or read signs if they found themselves in an area where Common wasn't commonly used.
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Mon May 14, 2018 4:22 pm

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Kura had gone to the library for the first time, and the place was actually pretty well stocked. She had expected it to be rather stunted, but it was pretty well stocked. So she had been able to get directed towards the section of the library that contained the information for old Scalvoris folk tales and lore. There were even translations of them into common, since, according to the books, they had been collected for exporting to Viden and Rynmere, since most Scalvoris natives would probably have heard the stories growing up anyway.

Digging around through the section, she found all the books she needed, then looked around for a table. Unfortunately, it seemed this really was the least visited section of the library and there weren't any tables in this part of the library. So she went looking for a bit and finally found a pair of tables. One of which had a young woman with a kid, and kids didn't go well with studying. So she went over to the other table instead and smiled at the two women sitting there. "Mind if I join you?" she asked, her tone polite, before she looked at what they were apparently studying. "Scalveen? It's an interestin' language. Don't try speakin' it outside of Scalvoris Town unless you know the difference between "High" and "Modern" Scalveen, though. "High" Scalveen pisses the natives off somethin' fierce." she said, her tone cheerful.
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Mon Jun 04, 2018 6:26 pm

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Lei'lira started at the unexpected voice. Teia was about to decline politely, her mind searching for a polite reason why the other woman couldn't sit with them. But a quick look at Lei'lira showed her that her friend was interested in the conversation. Teia decided to keep an eye on how stressed her friend was, but she smiled in welcome. Lei'lira nodded.

"Go ahead." she offered with a smile.

The presence of a stranger made her nervous, but it was only one, and they were sitting in a quiet island of soothing calm. It helped that the stranger was a woman, and a friendly looking one at that.

"I think I can understand why it might anger people who live here. From what this book says, High Scalveen was created to make a perfectly good language "prettier" in order to appeal to foreigners. That would upset me if I were a native here, too. The book also calls High Scalveen "Wimp" Scalveen." Lei'lira said as she gestured at the book she had been reading.

Lei'lira wasn't sure what else to say, And without something to talk about, her anxiety began to grow. Teia seemed to sense this, because she glanced at the floor between them briefly, reminding Lei'lira that Lei'luna was there too.

"Do you live here?" Teia asked.

"Lei'lira and I are survivors from that damaged ship that was brought in a few trials ago. We've been told that the repairs will take until some time in Ymiden at the earliest, so we're going to be here for a while. Is there anything that you would recommend that we see or do while we are staying here?"
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Thu Jun 07, 2018 10:30 pm

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Kura smiled at the offer to sit down and nodded at the comment about "wimp" Scalveen. "Aye, it's apt too. I've heard it and you can actually kind of hear the dishonesty in the language. It actually sounds like they're tryin' to impress you." she said, a note of laughter in her voice. "But I don't speak either form of Scalveen. Common and some very rusty Atvian." she said, opening her own books on the folklore of Scalvoris. She actually only read through the table of contents for a moment before setting it aside and checking the next book and setting it to a different side. It quickly became apparent that she was sorting them.

At the question about whether she was a local, Kura looked up and nodded with a slight smile. "Aye. Kura Wolfsdotter, Councilor of Foreign Affairs for Scalvoris. I live out by the Sweetvine woods." she said, her tone cheerful as the other two explained that they were on the busted ship that had come in a few trials before. At the name though, there was a flash of recognition in her eyes, but she just smiled and decided to take a chance. "Well, lady Warrick, I would recommend staying out of Almund in general. It's a rough place at the best of times, and we've had some trouble here lately that will make it rougher, you probably saw the damage to the docks in Scalvoris Town when you arrived." she said, her tone still cheerful, but serious as she paused a moment in thought.

"The Faldrass resort is a good place to go to relax, and no offense, but it looks like you could use the relaxation." she said, smiling slightly. Then she thought for another moment and shrugged. "You may also want to try and visit the menagerie. They've got plenty of strange beasties there if that's your fancy. And there's a restaurant in Scalvoris Town, Cally's, got the best food on the island." she said, before pausing in thought. "The owner of the place, Faith, she's part of the Order of Adunih, you may have met her when you arrived, she was one of the healers helpin' out at the docks." she said, her tone still cheerful.
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Tue Jun 12, 2018 4:48 pm

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The more Lei'lira heard about High Scalveen, the less she liked about it. She thought that she might want to learn it anyway, but that was only because she was interested in learning Scalveen since she would be living here for a while, and she liked to be through when she did something. Lei'lira didn't think that she would have much cause to use High Scalveen, though. Not if there was any chance she was going to offend the people she was talking to. Of course the whole issue of talking to people was going to be a moot one if she couldn't actually gather up enough courage to talk to them. The thought was a depressing one, but before she could get too depressed or anxious over it, the woman said something that caught her interest.

"Atvian? What language is that? What part of the world is it from? Can you teach me a few words of it?" she asked with obvious interest.

Kei'iru's friend would be even more interested in this than I am. I wonder if he is still living in The Little Garden, or if he's been adopted. If he is still living there, maybe I could offer to adopt him? I'm sure that Kei'iru would love having her friend live with her.

"I speak Xanthea, Rakahi, and Common. If you're interested, I could teach you something in Xanthea or Rakahi in exchange?" she offered.

When Lei'lira saw Kura sorting through her books, she asked politely what she was reading. But she was quickly distracted from any interest she might have had in the answer when Kura called her "Lady Warrick." She stiffened in alarm, and her eyes widened in shock as she stared at the other woman. It was all she could do to stay in her seat and listen while Kura spoke briefly of Almund, the Faldrass Resort, and a number of other places. Even so, she didn't quite comprehend everything she had heard in her shock and dismay; she knew that Teia would have, though, and she trusted her friend to tell her what she missed later. She had thought that she was safe from being recognized here. What were the chances of it happening when it was unlikely that even the other nobles were likely to recognize her on sight if she should happen to encounter one? Faith knew now, but that was only due to something that Teia had let slip by mistake. Her neighbors knew who she was, of course. As did the members of the Iron Hand who patrolled the area around her farm back in Warrick. But they knew how she felt about nobles, and the fact that she was one by an accident of birth, and treated her like the farmer she wanted to be seen as. Like the farmer that she saw herself as. Would this woman respect her wishes about being treated like a normal person? Could she even understand them? Lei'luna sensed her distress. In a flash of movement, she was on her paws, staring at Kura warily, with hackles raised.

"How...how did you know that? How did you know that I am a Warrick?" she asked quietly.
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Tue Jun 26, 2018 5:24 am

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When Lei'lira asked about Atvian, Kura grinned slightly. "Not that local, it's from The Eternal Empire, mostly spoken around Korlasir. And aye, I could teach you some if you really want, but mostly what I know is how to swear in it." she said, grimacing slightly, though she smiled again at Lei'lira's offer to teach her another language. However, then the Warrick noble reacted to Kura's awareness of her identity and when asked how she knew, Kura spread her arms slightly. "Without any boasting, I am one of the best politicians in the world, Lei'lira, and I didn't reach that status by not being thorough. I had business in Rynmere, so I took the time to be certain I was familiar with the noble families. House Warrick became a primal focus point, alongside House Venora and House Burhan, due to the roles several of their members had in the Rynmere Civil War." she said, her tone polite, before she smiled slightly.

"But I'm aware you prefer to be treated as a farmer. I have no intention of spreading your fame about, but you should know that people can figure it out, yeah?" she said, her tone cheerful as she cross referenced some of the books in front of her. "Though I'll admit to curiosity as to what brings you to Scalvoris on that ill-fated ship." she said, before pausing a moment in thought as something occurred to her. "Unless you're here for horse breeds. In which case, you should look into the Scalvwing. I think you'll enjoy that one in particular." she said with a grin.

"But you're livin' in Beacon right now, yeah? I know the rules over there, you find somethin' to keep you and your family sustained while your there? Last I looked, it doesn't have an inn or anythin' of that nature." In truth, that was semi-deliberate. Beacon was not a village in the typical sense. It was, after all, designed to get people back on their feet after they had nothing.
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Sun Jul 22, 2018 9:07 pm

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Lei'lira made a mental note of Atvian being from the Eternal Empire. It was a place she knew only from what she had learned of it as a child in school, and even then, her memory of those lessons was vague at best. Wasn't the Empire ruled by one of the Immortals directly? She thought she remembered as much, though which one, and how and why that came to be eluded her. Still, after meeting Evan, she couldn't help but be interested.

"Maybe a few words that aren't swears if you know any, then? It isn't something I am ever likely to need to know, but one of my adopted daughters has a friend who is fascinated by languages. His fascination in them is kind of catching. It's part of the reason I wanted to learn some Scalveen, too. Pure curiosity." she admitted.

When Kura mentioned that she was one of the best politicians in the world, Lei'lira blinked, and exchanged glances with Teia. It took a lot of confidence to make a claim of being the best at anything. But neither of them could see any sign of falsehood or deception in the woman's voice, or expression. Nothing that would suggest that her words were anything other than the truth.

"The world of politics is one that I will never understand." Lei'lira said simply.

"You mention the Warricks, and their role in the war...I know only that my sister was engaged to marry a man who led the Qe'dreki before he ended up marrying someone else instead. And for that, the king had her tortured."

That much she had figured out from bits and pieces she had heard her grandmother and her uncle Victor talking about while they had been making plans to marry her off to Drayas. She hadn't paid much attention to their conversation until Lazuli's name had been brought up, but at the time, she had been desperate to know what had happened to her twin. And she only knew that the Qe'dreki was the name of the people they had fought against because of what Vivian had told her.

"Please take no offense in this, but politics and nobility are both things that I want no part of if I can possibly avoid them."

Lei'lira smiled and thanked Kura when she reassured her that she wouldn't tell others who she was.

"I think, perhaps, I have been spoiled in that. My neighbors know that I see myself as one of them, and they treat me as such. I so rarely make the trip into Andaris that I kind of assumed that the other nobles wouldn't recognize me if they saw me. I don't know that I would recognize most of them on sight, though I could likely guess that they were nobles based on the fancy clothes that many nobles wear. And I really wasn't expecting anyone outside of Rynmere to know who I was." she said simply.

When Kura asked her why she had been on the ship that had stranded her in Scalvoris, Lei'lira glanced at Teia once more, this time in uncertainty. How did she answer such a question? The truth was far too personal to discuss with a stranger, but a partial truth was likely to show her as a careless person who was willing to abandon her kids and her farm on a whim.

"Something happened last Vhalar that left me feeling unsafe in my own home. Because of that, I decided to visit my cousin for a while. I was actually on my way back to Rynmere when the ship ran into the storm that brought us here." she explained after a few bits of hesitation.

If Kura had researched the Warricks well enough to know that she saw herself as a farmer rather than a noble, then she probably knew about Vivian's exile. But to be safe, she didn't want to mention where Vivian was living now. She didn't think that this woman would have any reason to tell anyone in Rynmere about it, but her ability to trust people was pretty much non existent. Better not to take the chance and risk betraying Vivian if she was wrong. The mention of horse breeds and Scalwings quickly distracted her from her misgivings of saying even as much as she had, and her eyes lit up with intense interest.

"Scalwings? I've never heard of them. What kind of horse are they? Where might I find them?" she asked eagerly.

Then the topic turned to where she was staying, and Lei'lira nodded to confirm Kura's guess about where she was staying. She almost asked how the woman knew, but realized that a lot of the survivors were staying there. It was an easy assumption to make that she would be staying there as well.

"I am. And I've been lucky enough to get two jobs while I am here; working at the farm in Beacon, and working at Luna's Dream."
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Re: Getting a Handle on the Situation

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When Lei'Lira asked for a bit of Atvian that wasn't swearing, Kura thought for a moment, then nodded. "Tha mi ann an cunnart." she said, before smiling slightly. "It means 'I am in danger.' in Atvian, and if said in The Eternal Empire, especially to a soldier, it generally guarantees you will be given sanctuary." she said, before pausing a moment. "Chan eil biadh agam." she said, before shrugging. "It means 'I have no food.' in Atvian, and most people will give you at least enough to keep you alive. The Eternal Empire has a very strong undercurrent of "I am my neighbors keeper and watcher" running through it's culture." she said, and she'd repeat the phrases until Lei'Lira could say them properly.

When Lei'Lira talked about the Warricks, Kura nodded, but shrugged when Lei'Lira indicated her complete lack of interest in the topic of politics and government. "So I gathered. Most ranchers don't care." she said, smiling slightly and she would say no more on the topic unless prompted. When the young Warrick mentioned home troubles, Kura's expression darkened briefly, and for just a moment there was a hint of gold in the icy blue of her eyes. Then it passed, and she looked utterly normal. "I'd heard of Rynmere's troubles even before I visited. That you have had such troubles is far less surprising than it should be, though it does not make your hardship any less. You have my condolences, and my help if I can provide it." she said, her tone intent. "As to your cousin, though, I would guess you mean Vivian. Read about her too, seemed a bit hot headed, but I can't but applaud her courage. I can understand why you would seek sanctuary from her." she said, her tone clam.

When Lei'Lira asked about the Scalvwing though, Kura grinned. "I don't know who carries them to sell, but they're winged horses. And yes, the wings do support them and a rider for flight. Brightly colored, too. I'd ask at the menagerie in Scalvoris Town to find where they can be purchased." she said, smiling at Lei'Lira's enthusiasm. When Lei'Lira mentioned her employment, Kura merely nodded, then looked down next to her as a big black wolf came out from nowhere and stuck his head on the table, letting his tongue hang out in a canine grin. "What, were you bored?" she asked the wolf in amusement. "This is Phelan, a familiar of mine. He's gentle enough, but he's a colossal goofball." she said, earning a huff from the wolf.
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Re: Getting a Handle on the Situation

Mon Aug 13, 2018 1:47 am

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Lei'lira paid close attention to the two phrases that Kura taught her. She said each one several times, looking to Kura to make sure that her pronunciation was correct. And she also did her best to memorize what both of the phrases meant. The meanings of the two phrases gave her food for thought.

"It sounds like a nice place to live if everyone tries to help each other like that. Do you miss it?"

Kura's blue eyes flashed gold for a trill, but it was gone again almost before Lei'lira noticed it. She wondered what might have caused it, but wasn't the type of nosy person who would ask. Lei'lira was a bit startled when Kura guessed that the "cousin" she had mentioned was Vivian. But she quickly realized that she shouldn't really be surprised. Anyone who knew about the Warricks' history in any kind of detail likely knew about Vivian's exile. So she simply nodded in agreement that she had been talking about Vivian, and thanked Kura for her concern.

"I appreciate the offer, but I only plan on returning to Rynmere for as long as it takes to sell my farm, pack up the rest of my children, and my animals, and leave on the first ship I can get. There is one thing you might be able to help me with, though. Vivian mentioned that people are burning Mages at the stake when they can catch them in Rynmere."

She glanced at the glowing circlet of light that encircled her left arm hesitantly.

"I don't have any magic, but I have been blessed by Qylios."

Even if I have no idea why. I'm no kind of a warrior.

"Will people know the difference? Or care? Not returning isn't an option for me. I won't abandon my children or my animals."

Anymore than I already have. Eri promised that she and the others understood why I had to leave. She said that they could manage the farm with help from out neighbors. But still...

"Anything you can tell me about what to expect when I get there, and how I can avoid getting into any trouble while I am there would be greatly appreciated."

The talk about Scalwings fascinated Lei'lira, and she paid close attention to every word. She also made a mental note to do as Kura suggested and take a trip to the menagerie to ask where she might find them.

"Can you give me directions to the menagerie?" she asked hopefully.

When Phelan appeared, Lei'lira's widened as she saw the giant wolf. Wolves were dangerous animals. A pack of them were a real threat to a horse and rider if they were hungry enough. But this woman clearly wasn't afraid of the creature as she introduced her to it. Him. And her words about Phelan being her familiar were both reassuring, and surprising.

"Your familiar? How can he make himself be seen by others? Can all familiars learn how to do that?"

Lei'lira glanced at her own familiar, Lei'luna. The winged wolf had stood to face Phelan when he entered the room, and she was clearly ready to protect Lei'lira should it prove necessary to do so.

"I have a familiar, too. An ose-bori, to be exact. Her name is Lei'luna." she added as she gestured to where Lei'luna was listening to Kura and Phelan carefully.

The wolf spirit was just as interested in learning how to take a physical form as Lei'lira was.

"I'm the only person who can see her, though. She's a winged wolf, but she's smaller than Phelan is."


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