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[color=bc8dbf][h3][center]~Charlotte LaChance~[/center][/h3][/color]
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Charlotte's eyes narrowed. It was possible this was a test of some sort. Which meant there was a correct answer she could give to achieve the best possible result she wanted, as well as an answer that would give her the least desirable answer. She could be upfront and truthful with them, but in her experience that didn't work so well when trying to pry answers out of uppity Astril scholars. Would these great mothers be any different? She had no logical reason to assume that they would be, but...she was hesitant.

[color=bc8dbf]"I seek something that ancient civilization created."[/color] Charlotte replied. She wasn't being secretive out of ill will, not at all. She just didn't trust these Great Mothers. They gave her no reason too as of yet, and the way they were going about all of this wasn't helping. Hiding behind smoke and mirrors and some...whatever this was...was simply absurd. [color=bc8dbf]"I have no desire to rule or claim anything, such a notion is foolish. I simply want a tool they created."[/color]

Throughout the conversation she realized she was no longer speaking their native tongue, but rather, the one she had been most familiar with. It had been a few months since she had spoken with it, so she didn't quite realize at first that she was. It brought multiple questions to her head, but ultimately it was fine. It was better this way. More privacy and less of a tendency for Cait and Aislinn to get involved.

[color=bc8dbf]"It is known as the Philosophers Stone, in ancient texts where I am from."[/color] She paused for a moment before continuing. [color=bc8dbf]"...supposedly it can grant one supernatural abilities over the latent energies and essences of the world, and after living here for a few months I am convinced it is here."[/color]

She kept her tone respectful, but firm and serious. She wanted this to be over with.