K'ailia stepped closer, "I know I've spent a lot o' time at the university, and not as much back home at camp. For that I am sorry..."
She signed walking to help unload the supplies, "I must seem almost alien ta ya' now. A lot has changed. But that be the funny thing about fire too." She hefted a crate and sat it down and started inspecting the supplies it contain, "Fire burns brightest when it has somethin' ta feed it. Contained, it burn so long as it is fed by the ones containin' it."
She turned to the wagon and began unloading another crate, "But when ya' take away the constraints, fire will travel the direction the wind blows it, an' consume all in its path." Setting the crate down she sate on top.
"I am inquisitive by nature. Yeah it's true I stink at usin' spears an' bows. An' when K'piru left us, I also lost a teacher. When the elders sent me ta' Gridania ta learn Conjury, they removed the constraints an' this flame has now experienced stuff outside the tribe." she said almost matter of factly.
She stood once more, "I dunno what ya' think be goin' on. But there be nothin' goin' on between me an' Ventus. He jes runs the Garden an his teachers teach students like me, skills that I hope ta pass on ta our tribe."
Turning back to the crate she opened it and smiled at the supplies, "Despite what K'ile said, he's no' my master, no more than the Conjurer's Guildmaster was. E-Sumi-Yan was my teacher o' conjury. When I learned all I could from him, I was sent on me way."
She turned then to her mother, "This flame has known freedom. It has gone where the winds had taken it. But this flame still loves where it was born. I dun wanna see this tribes fire get extinguished. But I feel it is containin' itself in a circle o' rocks that has very little wood ta eat."
She took a step to her mother, "So far we've heard three suggestions. Rely on a market that dun care about us, an' that would take advantage o' us. Do nothin', or my suggestion, move out o' the circle that binds us an' find a new place with lots o' food fer us ta eat an' grow our flames big." She smiled as she gauged her mother's response.
She signed walking to help unload the supplies, "I must seem almost alien ta ya' now. A lot has changed. But that be the funny thing about fire too." She hefted a crate and sat it down and started inspecting the supplies it contain, "Fire burns brightest when it has somethin' ta feed it. Contained, it burn so long as it is fed by the ones containin' it."
She turned to the wagon and began unloading another crate, "But when ya' take away the constraints, fire will travel the direction the wind blows it, an' consume all in its path." Setting the crate down she sate on top.
"I am inquisitive by nature. Yeah it's true I stink at usin' spears an' bows. An' when K'piru left us, I also lost a teacher. When the elders sent me ta' Gridania ta learn Conjury, they removed the constraints an' this flame has now experienced stuff outside the tribe." she said almost matter of factly.
She stood once more, "I dunno what ya' think be goin' on. But there be nothin' goin' on between me an' Ventus. He jes runs the Garden an his teachers teach students like me, skills that I hope ta pass on ta our tribe."
Turning back to the crate she opened it and smiled at the supplies, "Despite what K'ile said, he's no' my master, no more than the Conjurer's Guildmaster was. E-Sumi-Yan was my teacher o' conjury. When I learned all I could from him, I was sent on me way."
She turned then to her mother, "This flame has known freedom. It has gone where the winds had taken it. But this flame still loves where it was born. I dun wanna see this tribes fire get extinguished. But I feel it is containin' itself in a circle o' rocks that has very little wood ta eat."
She took a step to her mother, "So far we've heard three suggestions. Rely on a market that dun care about us, an' that would take advantage o' us. Do nothin', or my suggestion, move out o' the circle that binds us an' find a new place with lots o' food fer us ta eat an' grow our flames big." She smiled as she gauged her mother's response.
