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    Ashur Vaye
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    "Immediately," was the short answer that the Xaela gave them. And their preparations were indeed brisk; perhaps even instant, by Ashur's reckoning. Between the three of them, their personal belongings numbered in barely a few ponze. At Tsenkhai's insistence, the trio departed from their campsite at first light. Their travel was a quiet one. Any questions Ashur had, the Au Ra was not interested in answering. The questions were of a more practical sort. How far north would they be going? Were their guards, and of what nature? There was a pall of unease hanging over the Hyur; he did n
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    The Au Ra sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose, waving an idle hand at Ashur as the firepit blazed merrily. "You ought to imitate your companion. He seems to be eager enough without all of these qualms." "Don't confuse my compliance with trust," Ashur was quick to retort, a slight scowl marring his face. "I don't know your people as well as she seems to, and those qualms are because I don't think failure is an option, for you or for us. I'd hardly want our goals to be derailed by a slight miscalculation that one of us didn't account for." He didn't say it directly, but the edge
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    The Au Ra clicked her tongue, though whether it was in disapproval or something else--curiosity, maybe--wasn't completely clear. "That is more than I expected. Count yourself lucky as one of the only--if not the only foreigner to have such in-depth knowledge of us. Still, that makes this easier. Kasrjin is being held as proof that vessels can be repurposed successfully, to great effect. Our temple has numerous competent souls: the memories, personalities, and abilities of valuable people who are dead, or close enough to dead that the distinction is meaningless. They are simply lacking in bodie
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    The Xaela shot Roen a peculiar glance, something of a mix between disbelief and curiosity. "He told you much of us, it seems. I am not sure if it is because you are just that trustworthy or if perhaps his sense of discretion had lapsed while he was in the West." The Au Ra slowly began pacing. Ashur, for his part, was getting tired of standing in the darkness and sat down on the damp undergrowth. He didn't quite understand this conversation, but a part of him said that he didn't need to. If it would get him his objective, then that was really all that mattered. "Our temple is more t
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    "I'd like some leverage to influence tribal politics. Things as they are now are a bit...hmm, strict. My people should be given the freedom to live as they want, and in order to enact that, I'll have to convince the others. Giving you the keystone gives me that leverage. Doing so also sets Kasrjin free from his bondage." The Au Ra snapped a finger. "And just like that, all of us receive what we want. I will have the power necessary to make life for us a bit better, Kasrjin is freed from his imprisonment, and some merry foreigners can have some magical bauble to...sell? Or whatever it is you in
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    The Au Ra shrugged again, seemingly in exasperation. "As I said, I doubt you would appreciate the nuance. Let us simply call him a prisoner, then, since I believe that's all the terminology you need to understand. He entered our temple and there is no indication that he will ever be let out ever again, for as long as the sun endures. The keystone did--does--preserve our people, but his life and the lives of others are the price. Simply put, taking the keystone will save him, and others." "And I presume you have a plan for accomplishing that, or you wouldn't be out here," Ashur obse
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    The Xaela's expression softened considerably. "The only way you could know that is if he told you. Which means that by the end of it all, he must have held you in high regard...or, given his nature, enough regard. Which is its own sort of praise. Even a foreigner like you should understand that." While the Au Ra still held a stiff, firm stance, her steely demeanour seemed to retreat, at least for now. "In this particular case, you are right; I do know of him. He did manage to return, and he is currently being held in our temple. Not precisely as a prisoner, exactly...I'm not sure how to explai
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    The Xaela seemed to visibly falter somewhat at Roen's words, and while her demeanour hardened relatively quickly, her expression was not as stony as it had been. Something about what Roen had said affected her. Ashur kept the mildly annoyed expression off his face--he'd have felt better had Roen forced the Xaela to reveal her hand by asking directly about the keystone--but as long as they got the results that they needed, their line of inquiry didn't particularly matter. At least not yet. The Au Ra folded her arms together, exhaling softly. She traded glances between the smoldering
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    Given how taciturn and eerily placid this Au Ra had been so far, Ashur at first thought he'd imagined it when her brow seemed to twitch in response to Roen's inquiry, and her pause was marked. He withheld a sigh. Why couldn't anyone just admit if they knew something? Everything had to be a damn secret, apparently; he was tiring of it. "I know that such an idea you've suggested is absurd, and that you would think it such too if you knew our ways. For Tsenkhai to become Khadai is for a hurricane to become a stone. But I suspect it my fault for expecting such depth of knowledge from a
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    Ashur wasn't entirely sure what was going on at first, but when Roen seemed to label this Xaela as one of the tribe that they were looking for, he almost immediately stiffened. Just as quickly he was careful to try to relax his stance so as not to give away anything too untoward, but if the Au Ra woman's slight glance towards him was any indication, that plan already failed. She was a perceptive one. The Xaela sighed, seemingly in irritation as she rubbed her temple with her index finger. "While you seem to know more than I thought, I can hardly say I am surprised at your reaction.
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    Ashur nodded his assent. "You can be sure that we're a bit less foolish than to go poking around with shiny lights, at the least." The Xaela's expression didn't change, but she shifted her stance from one leg to another, seemingly in assent. She traded hard stares between the two of them for what felt like too much time before finally sighing. "Then I suppose you two will do. I could stand to do significantly worse, that much is evident to me." The Xaela gave a meaningful and rather baleful glare at the unconscious Elezen on the ground. Ashur breathed his own sigh of sl
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    The Xaela again folded her arms into the wide sleeves of her robe. This wasn't the first Xaela Ashur had ever seen, but he found himself instinctively uncomfortable with the way she fixated her focused stare on him. Perhaps it was merely the way the darkness served as apt contrast to the bright limbal rings around her eyes, or perhaps it was her demeanour and how--despite being greeted by two armed and armoured strangers--she didn't seem to perceive either one of them as a possible threat. The Xaela was, if anything, too relaxed. "A friend? And a foreigner, at that. Unlikely, thoug
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    The Xaela's face was dispassionate, as if carved out of wood. If such info surprised her, she didn't show it. The Au Ra merely raised an eyebrow, the limbal rings of her eyes shimmering in the darkness with a blazing green hue. "You are looking for quite the obscure group, I see. I suppose that would explain why you need assistance. As it happens, I do know a little of them, though they are rare in the south." She clasped her hands together behind her waist and slowly began pacing back and forth in front of the fire. "I'm curious to know why you are looking for such an isolated tri
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    "Depends on what you can do," the Xaela said idly, twirling a black lock around her finger. Her green gaze was marked with some vague curiosity, the way one might look at a mutant fruit or a presumably vulgar hand gesture whose meaning escaped the person it was intended to offend. She glanced at the two Duskwight on the ground. Aside from their simple chainmail and swords, she wondered if they and this newcomer were from the same place. Not that it really mattered anyway; the Western continent was a place of variety if nothing else. "If you can fight, that's good. If you can use magic, even be
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    The Xaela shrugged. "They tried to go through my things. I warned them not to. I keep some magical baubles on me that don't respond well to being handled poorly." She gave this new Hyur a cursory inspection. The newcomer wore her equipment with ease and didn't seem to be as...bumbling as these other two Elezen. Though, appearances could deceive. And there was also the issue that she didn't know what this newcomer was even doing here in this part of the Yanxian wilderness. "Were there a more interesting tale to spin I might have spun it for you, but there's not much more to it." Tho
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