Nozih couldn't believe what she was hearing.
There was no way to fix it. Â Worse yet, this Brother E-Sumi-Yan didn't even understand how broken she was now.
As the wheels in her mind began to spin, she turned between the Padjal and her sister.
This was it.
"If you'd like," Brother E-Sumi-Yan began after awhile, "You could join the conjurer's guild."
"And heal peoppple while they do the acccctual fffighting?" she said in disgust.
"There is a lot more to conjury to healing and support. Â True, it isn't as destructive as thaumaturgy, but I tend to feel that the gain we have in supporting ourselves, our comrades, and the elementals, more than makes up for it."
"What arrre the elementals?"
Though she did not see it, the smile that appeared on the Padjal's face betrayed his joy at the question, and he began to explain the history of The Shroud, of the hearers, and founding of Gridania.
Nozih was still hesitant about it, but she said to him, "Pleasssse, ssshow me."
Brother E-Sumi-Yan turned and beckoned for someone who brought over a weathered staff made of wood, and he, in turn, handed it to Nozih.
Nozih accepted the staff, but was obviously looking at him with a confused expression because he said, "It would be difficult to perform a demonstration here, but Nolanel, a conjurer at the Blessed Bud near Treespeak in the North Shroud.  Tell him that Brother E-Sumi-Yan sent you, and that you desire a demonstration in the ways of earth conjury."
"And thissss?" Nozih asked, holding out the cane.
"Hold onto it and, if it feels right, come back and join the guild."
The Speaker nodded uncertainly, and she and her sister began to make their way back out of the guild.
"Do you know where this 'North Shroud' or 'Treespeak' is?", Nozih asked her sister, her mind only barely paying attention to the world around her, as her thoughts focused on this strange staff she held that, at the same time, felt like simple wood, as well as something much more.
There was no way to fix it. Â Worse yet, this Brother E-Sumi-Yan didn't even understand how broken she was now.
As the wheels in her mind began to spin, she turned between the Padjal and her sister.
This was it.
"If you'd like," Brother E-Sumi-Yan began after awhile, "You could join the conjurer's guild."
"And heal peoppple while they do the acccctual fffighting?" she said in disgust.
"There is a lot more to conjury to healing and support. Â True, it isn't as destructive as thaumaturgy, but I tend to feel that the gain we have in supporting ourselves, our comrades, and the elementals, more than makes up for it."
"What arrre the elementals?"
Though she did not see it, the smile that appeared on the Padjal's face betrayed his joy at the question, and he began to explain the history of The Shroud, of the hearers, and founding of Gridania.
Nozih was still hesitant about it, but she said to him, "Pleasssse, ssshow me."
Brother E-Sumi-Yan turned and beckoned for someone who brought over a weathered staff made of wood, and he, in turn, handed it to Nozih.
Nozih accepted the staff, but was obviously looking at him with a confused expression because he said, "It would be difficult to perform a demonstration here, but Nolanel, a conjurer at the Blessed Bud near Treespeak in the North Shroud.  Tell him that Brother E-Sumi-Yan sent you, and that you desire a demonstration in the ways of earth conjury."
"And thissss?" Nozih asked, holding out the cane.
"Hold onto it and, if it feels right, come back and join the guild."
The Speaker nodded uncertainly, and she and her sister began to make their way back out of the guild.
"Do you know where this 'North Shroud' or 'Treespeak' is?", Nozih asked her sister, her mind only barely paying attention to the world around her, as her thoughts focused on this strange staff she held that, at the same time, felt like simple wood, as well as something much more.
