The Au Ra leaned closer towards Edda as he listened intently, soaking in every detail and filing them away. There were many names to keep track of. Coerthas. Ishgard. Dravania. Sharlayan. Dravania was the home of dragons, fighting the inhabitants of Coerthas. Sharlayan was an abandoned settlement. Many of the things described were consistent with the information he'd he'd received; conflict between swords and wings among a sea of mist, with blood upon the slopes of snow and mountains. The Tsenkhai's interpretations were vague--such was the frustrating nature of the Correspondence--but gave enough detail that Kasrjin knew that he was moving in the correct direction.
Holy See...the second word he didn't know, but the first word implied strong religious tradition. The land is "ruled by beliefs", so likely they were ruled by tenants and tradition. His frown, which was quickly becoming trademark, reappeared on his face as he noticed something missing from her description: the sea of mist mentioned in the Correspondence. Whether this was a metaphor or a literal location was unknown, and that distinction would be very important. He was compelled to seek the conflict of swords and wings, which was an obvious reference to the war between Ishgard and Dravania. The location of such a thing to fulfill his objective, however, was less specific, and would thus prove more elusive.
He debated asking, his face scrunched in contemplation, but in the end decided against it. The nature of Kasrjin's task did not necessarily need to remain secret, but it would be more prudent to approach his undertaking one task at a time. Edda would surely be on hand to answer more of his inquiries should he have need of her. Thus, the first goal was to obtain more information on the conflict of swords and wings, and how exactly it related to what he was seeking.
Kasrjin nodded to no one in particular, satisfied. It was a short, terse conversation, but it had proven fruitful in its own way. He leaned back and placed himself back on the boulder he had originally been resting upon when suddenly, a thought struck him. Was this trading of information, technically, a transaction of services? Perhaps such questioning was considered a commodity and he was expected to make an equitable trade. That would explain the curious looks he had been receiving from Edda, yet she had made no mention of it. The Au Ra fidgeted, his thoughts clearly represented in his expression, before speaking again.
"I am to answer inquiries you possess," he said flatly, stiffly, the words and sentence structure clearly not familiar to him. It was more of a statement, almost a demand given his rough timbre, and he found himself hoping he'd handled that particular circumstance at least adequately.
Holy See...the second word he didn't know, but the first word implied strong religious tradition. The land is "ruled by beliefs", so likely they were ruled by tenants and tradition. His frown, which was quickly becoming trademark, reappeared on his face as he noticed something missing from her description: the sea of mist mentioned in the Correspondence. Whether this was a metaphor or a literal location was unknown, and that distinction would be very important. He was compelled to seek the conflict of swords and wings, which was an obvious reference to the war between Ishgard and Dravania. The location of such a thing to fulfill his objective, however, was less specific, and would thus prove more elusive.
He debated asking, his face scrunched in contemplation, but in the end decided against it. The nature of Kasrjin's task did not necessarily need to remain secret, but it would be more prudent to approach his undertaking one task at a time. Edda would surely be on hand to answer more of his inquiries should he have need of her. Thus, the first goal was to obtain more information on the conflict of swords and wings, and how exactly it related to what he was seeking.
Kasrjin nodded to no one in particular, satisfied. It was a short, terse conversation, but it had proven fruitful in its own way. He leaned back and placed himself back on the boulder he had originally been resting upon when suddenly, a thought struck him. Was this trading of information, technically, a transaction of services? Perhaps such questioning was considered a commodity and he was expected to make an equitable trade. That would explain the curious looks he had been receiving from Edda, yet she had made no mention of it. The Au Ra fidgeted, his thoughts clearly represented in his expression, before speaking again.
"I am to answer inquiries you possess," he said flatly, stiffly, the words and sentence structure clearly not familiar to him. It was more of a statement, almost a demand given his rough timbre, and he found himself hoping he'd handled that particular circumstance at least adequately.
