((Heres the rest, if you want to be the one he's talking to shoot me a message-first come first served.))
I grin as I come into the tavern and see my 'friend' from last night sitting at a table with a meal for two waving me over. Joining him I chuckle “Want to hear more do you? Well since you held up your end of the bargain I guess I'll hold up mine.†Taking a drink before starting I ask “I'd left off with the lance trials right?†At my companions nod, I grin before continuing, “thought so, anyway I'd been sitting against the tree for about a half-bell when my I noticed my twin coming up the slight hill towards me. As I raised my hand in greeting he called out to me to remind me that we were due at home shortly as one of our moms old adventuring buddies, the conjurer who had joined Stillglade was due to arrive in a few bells at the most. This was big news in the village as he'd be the first mage welcomed into the village since the Calamity. Of course our Matriarch had little choice as our lumber supplies had run low and we couldn't afford to buy any from beyond the village making the Shroud the only viable source. Much as she hated magic, she was even more afraid of risking the entire village by angering the elementals, if the did exist.†Pausing here at my companions questioning expression I clarify, “I believe they exist, and have seen plenty of evidence for it since leaving. At the time however no one in the village knew for sure one way or the other and our Matriarch decided wisely for a change, to err on the side of caution and seek permission from the elementals to cut a few trees.â€
Pausing to take a few bite and sip my drink I continue, “Of course if she had known who would be sent she might not have been so eager to ask. Getting back to my story however, as we approached the village square we were called over my one of the older women in the village asking us if we'd heard anything more about when the Hearer would be arriving. We hadn't but as we we're talking she drew our attention across the square to where our older brother and one of the young women of the town kept stealing furtive glances at each other. At my quip about locking them up in a closet she gave me a cold glare and what was for me a familiar speech about letting them get along to it in their own time. I just laughed in response, and slinging an arm around my twins shoulder asked if we should start planning on getting a sister in the tenth Umbral era or the eleventh. She just shook her head, but as we were leaving I could of sworn I hear her laughing. Getting home we were called inside and instructed to change out of our armor before helping to prepare dinner as the Hearer would be staying with us the village lacking an inn or any sort of boarding house. As we came out we saw that the Hearer had already arrived, and were introduced to him. His name was Kinzie, and to make matters short and sweet he asked me to act as his escort into the forest the next day. Something seemed to be going on however, as if he had truly needed an escort one would of accompanied him from Gridania.â€
Taking another break to eat some more, I continued after a few minutes, “turns out I was right, he did have an alternate reason for asking me to accompany him. He'd been put up to it my my mom while my twin and I were changing. Turns out she'd had suspicions I might be more inclined towards the manipulation of aether then wielding a lance. His actual 'work' took barely half a bell, for most of the rest of the day we walked through the woods talking. In the end he convinced me to at least attempt trying out as a Conjurer or perhaps Arcanist as we both agreed that from what knowledge he had the path of the Thaumatage would not suit me well. As we returned a few bells before sunrise I left him by my house before proceeding to the Matriarchs house to inform her that I would be leaving that evening to begin training in aether manipulation.â€
I don't even bother to suppress the grin at the memory of of her face when I gave her the news. It looked like she was about to choke on her own breath, and her face turned redder then my hair. “To say she was shocked would be an understatement. I didn't give her time to respond before bowing respectfully and leaving, though I caught her calling out that I would never be welcome in the village again as long as she lived. I took a long path home, and word must of spread unusually quickly, as almost everyone I passed seemed to have heard. Most everyone wished me well, but a few including my former eldest brother simply ignored me. Even when he returned that night he looked right over me sitting at the table getting a pack together like I wasn't even there. This made our mother very mad and he got himself kicked out of the house until I left. After his departure I took my twin aside and asked a what would hopefully not be a final favor of him, to prepare a box I would give him with the final gifts from the living to the dead and place it on his bed. The box simply stated in my own handwriting the date of his birth, and the date of my exile. That should have been enough to get the point across to him that though I had no intention of acting like he never existed I wasn't going to be greeting him warmly ever again. Sleep that day was difficult, and leaving my mom and twin behind even more so, but I had already committed myself to the path, and backing out now would do me know good. Most of the village turned out to see me off my brother, and the daughter of Garuda and Bahamut that was our matriarch only noticeable by their absence. And other then an un-eventfull trip to Gridania and a few weeks that wouldn’t make for a good story in anyone’s book that brings us up 'till today. Thanks once more for the meals, mayhaps I'll see you out on the road someday.â€
Nodding my head in thanks I head out onto the balcony of the Caroline Canopy to watch the stars for a few bells before turning in my mind to restless after going over the events of my exile to make sleep likely for now.
((Yeah, he really doesn't like his former matriarch))
I grin as I come into the tavern and see my 'friend' from last night sitting at a table with a meal for two waving me over. Joining him I chuckle “Want to hear more do you? Well since you held up your end of the bargain I guess I'll hold up mine.†Taking a drink before starting I ask “I'd left off with the lance trials right?†At my companions nod, I grin before continuing, “thought so, anyway I'd been sitting against the tree for about a half-bell when my I noticed my twin coming up the slight hill towards me. As I raised my hand in greeting he called out to me to remind me that we were due at home shortly as one of our moms old adventuring buddies, the conjurer who had joined Stillglade was due to arrive in a few bells at the most. This was big news in the village as he'd be the first mage welcomed into the village since the Calamity. Of course our Matriarch had little choice as our lumber supplies had run low and we couldn't afford to buy any from beyond the village making the Shroud the only viable source. Much as she hated magic, she was even more afraid of risking the entire village by angering the elementals, if the did exist.†Pausing here at my companions questioning expression I clarify, “I believe they exist, and have seen plenty of evidence for it since leaving. At the time however no one in the village knew for sure one way or the other and our Matriarch decided wisely for a change, to err on the side of caution and seek permission from the elementals to cut a few trees.â€
Pausing to take a few bite and sip my drink I continue, “Of course if she had known who would be sent she might not have been so eager to ask. Getting back to my story however, as we approached the village square we were called over my one of the older women in the village asking us if we'd heard anything more about when the Hearer would be arriving. We hadn't but as we we're talking she drew our attention across the square to where our older brother and one of the young women of the town kept stealing furtive glances at each other. At my quip about locking them up in a closet she gave me a cold glare and what was for me a familiar speech about letting them get along to it in their own time. I just laughed in response, and slinging an arm around my twins shoulder asked if we should start planning on getting a sister in the tenth Umbral era or the eleventh. She just shook her head, but as we were leaving I could of sworn I hear her laughing. Getting home we were called inside and instructed to change out of our armor before helping to prepare dinner as the Hearer would be staying with us the village lacking an inn or any sort of boarding house. As we came out we saw that the Hearer had already arrived, and were introduced to him. His name was Kinzie, and to make matters short and sweet he asked me to act as his escort into the forest the next day. Something seemed to be going on however, as if he had truly needed an escort one would of accompanied him from Gridania.â€
Taking another break to eat some more, I continued after a few minutes, “turns out I was right, he did have an alternate reason for asking me to accompany him. He'd been put up to it my my mom while my twin and I were changing. Turns out she'd had suspicions I might be more inclined towards the manipulation of aether then wielding a lance. His actual 'work' took barely half a bell, for most of the rest of the day we walked through the woods talking. In the end he convinced me to at least attempt trying out as a Conjurer or perhaps Arcanist as we both agreed that from what knowledge he had the path of the Thaumatage would not suit me well. As we returned a few bells before sunrise I left him by my house before proceeding to the Matriarchs house to inform her that I would be leaving that evening to begin training in aether manipulation.â€
I don't even bother to suppress the grin at the memory of of her face when I gave her the news. It looked like she was about to choke on her own breath, and her face turned redder then my hair. “To say she was shocked would be an understatement. I didn't give her time to respond before bowing respectfully and leaving, though I caught her calling out that I would never be welcome in the village again as long as she lived. I took a long path home, and word must of spread unusually quickly, as almost everyone I passed seemed to have heard. Most everyone wished me well, but a few including my former eldest brother simply ignored me. Even when he returned that night he looked right over me sitting at the table getting a pack together like I wasn't even there. This made our mother very mad and he got himself kicked out of the house until I left. After his departure I took my twin aside and asked a what would hopefully not be a final favor of him, to prepare a box I would give him with the final gifts from the living to the dead and place it on his bed. The box simply stated in my own handwriting the date of his birth, and the date of my exile. That should have been enough to get the point across to him that though I had no intention of acting like he never existed I wasn't going to be greeting him warmly ever again. Sleep that day was difficult, and leaving my mom and twin behind even more so, but I had already committed myself to the path, and backing out now would do me know good. Most of the village turned out to see me off my brother, and the daughter of Garuda and Bahamut that was our matriarch only noticeable by their absence. And other then an un-eventfull trip to Gridania and a few weeks that wouldn’t make for a good story in anyone’s book that brings us up 'till today. Thanks once more for the meals, mayhaps I'll see you out on the road someday.â€
Nodding my head in thanks I head out onto the balcony of the Caroline Canopy to watch the stars for a few bells before turning in my mind to restless after going over the events of my exile to make sleep likely for now.
((Yeah, he really doesn't like his former matriarch))
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