K'ailia continued sitting with her face down, listening to the elders. She then thought on what K'deiki had said. Funny how the elder judged her based on her mothers behavior, without even knowing just what had actually happened. She seemed to think K'ailia thought of only herself, yet she never once stopped thinking of the tribe, or of ensuring the tribes safety.
K'ailia heard all the elders. She heard her father too. Yet all seemed to speak, with ears and minds closed. But she also knew her mother well. If her mother were here, the bowl never would of been placed over her head, and the powder would be thrown to the wind. Despite her faults, her mother was still the most important thing to her, and she knew she was still important to her mother.
K'deiki had said that she did not want K'ailia to watch her family crumble. That had already happened. K'piru had left the tribe. Most of the family was killed. Even her own favorite uncle was said to be dead. When she came back from Gridania, she saw her family suffering, and the elders at first rejecting the notion of leaving Sagolii. It took the young ones like herself, getting together and came up with the idea of a tribe meeting.
And she did her part, she delivered the message given her by Ventus, offering aid to the tribe. And K'ile's attitude earned him her ire that night. But now... Ventus was in a coma, and she was now Headmaster of Ul'dah Garden. She was now in a position to offer aid to her tribe. If they agreed to the move, she could help secure a safe passage for the tribe. Her own mother would no longer need to goto Ul'dah, and face the merchants that have hurt her in ways she had no idea on.
But in order to begin helping the tribe, the elders must allow her to speak her proposal.
But then her ears twitched, hearing her elder sister's arrival. She suspected her sister would be treated much like she was. Especially with speaking upon entering. The situation was already tense. But then she felt the tickling sensation in her chest.
The powder that had invaded her lungs. She had almost forgotten about it. Her body's aether had finished gathering it into one place. But unfortunately her body reacted on its own. She pulled the bowl off her head just has she felt herself take a deep breath and coughed up mucus filled with the powder.
A couple more coughs and she started breathing normally once more. Her body had rejected the powders invasiveness. She rested the bowl on the bones and the remaining powder, but kept her head bowed, not looking at her father, the elders, or even K'nahli. But she also readied herself in case her father decided to try subjecting her to more powder.
She went back to waiting, to staying silent, listening, all the while a shielding spell in her mind, readied in case she needed it.
K'ailia heard all the elders. She heard her father too. Yet all seemed to speak, with ears and minds closed. But she also knew her mother well. If her mother were here, the bowl never would of been placed over her head, and the powder would be thrown to the wind. Despite her faults, her mother was still the most important thing to her, and she knew she was still important to her mother.
K'deiki had said that she did not want K'ailia to watch her family crumble. That had already happened. K'piru had left the tribe. Most of the family was killed. Even her own favorite uncle was said to be dead. When she came back from Gridania, she saw her family suffering, and the elders at first rejecting the notion of leaving Sagolii. It took the young ones like herself, getting together and came up with the idea of a tribe meeting.
And she did her part, she delivered the message given her by Ventus, offering aid to the tribe. And K'ile's attitude earned him her ire that night. But now... Ventus was in a coma, and she was now Headmaster of Ul'dah Garden. She was now in a position to offer aid to her tribe. If they agreed to the move, she could help secure a safe passage for the tribe. Her own mother would no longer need to goto Ul'dah, and face the merchants that have hurt her in ways she had no idea on.
But in order to begin helping the tribe, the elders must allow her to speak her proposal.
But then her ears twitched, hearing her elder sister's arrival. She suspected her sister would be treated much like she was. Especially with speaking upon entering. The situation was already tense. But then she felt the tickling sensation in her chest.
The powder that had invaded her lungs. She had almost forgotten about it. Her body's aether had finished gathering it into one place. But unfortunately her body reacted on its own. She pulled the bowl off her head just has she felt herself take a deep breath and coughed up mucus filled with the powder.
A couple more coughs and she started breathing normally once more. Her body had rejected the powders invasiveness. She rested the bowl on the bones and the remaining powder, but kept her head bowed, not looking at her father, the elders, or even K'nahli. But she also readied herself in case her father decided to try subjecting her to more powder.
She went back to waiting, to staying silent, listening, all the while a shielding spell in her mind, readied in case she needed it.
