[i]They are persistent, aren't they? The Terenians.[/i] Solarel signed. [i]You have come with them, so you are extending them your clan's protection. If they should sin against the God then it shall be your clan held responsible.[/i]

It was to get the threats of thousand-year tribal blood feuds out of the way early into a meeting, Solarel found. Everyone knew where they stood that way.

[i]My name is -[/i] "[The Hunter of Huntresses]," [i]- and I accept you into my household.[/i] She blended the verbal articulation of the Hybrasilian word with the sign language. [i]And this household is at war against a single foe: The Mira of the Fisher Clan. Every other foe is but a shadow cast by her lightning. Every other battle is an attempt to poison the river of her mind. Even this absolute focus is insufficient, and I have already lost against her once.[/i]

She started walking as she spoke, a nomad's instinct taking her in directions she had not walked before. [i]Mira has the blessing of the[/i] "[Wandering Eye]," Solarel said. [i]It is terrifying. She sees what is before her. She sees it clearly and utterly, rendering it helpless. She does this without getting caught in the chains of obsession, as I have. It lets her face every opponent as a perfect reflection without forgetting her own path of mastery. It is the most powerful sorcery I have ever seen.[/i] She smiled, a heartfelt and distant smile. This was not a complaint, this was not a diatribe, this was not despair. This was a girl talking about someone she loved and admired, the easiest thing in the world to fall into. [i]As such, the Kathresis is to be prepared and dedicated for one purpose only.[/i]