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Jazdia smiled back, but she seemed too drowsy to say anything. Meanwhile, Vesemir listened earnestly to the point that he managed to scribe some information and details in his notebook without losing much eye contact with Miwa.

"Wars fought and won, soldiers and their deeds fade and forgotten." Vesemir hummed. "Such is the way in many civilizations." 

"That's very noble of you to keep the legacy of your temple alive. I know a race that collectively seeks to sever their connection to their old legacy," the old elf paused, glancing around before shaking his head as if trying to gather his thoughts. "They feel ashamed of it; they want to bury their past, letting it crumble and decay. Don't be like the elves in that Regard, Dear Miwa." 

Vesemir's ranting made Mr. Elc, who stood within earshot, shrug and sigh exasperatedly. It seemed the scholar had brought up a controversial subject that had been intensively discussed several times, but no one in the party bothered to engage in it anymore. 

And Miwa too, didn't seem too keen on digging up the topic that involved the nation that had provided her an asylum. Or was she? 


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While Vesemir and Miwa busied themself introducing each other histories with a pinch of politics on it, Mr. Elc could be seen slightly troubled by Fia's enigmatic smile.

[quote]“You know, you are not the first to tell me that, my dear Mr. Elc.” said Fia, “I know this older elf who has told me time and again the dangers of seeking the power best left hidden in the annals of the past. Well, you can at least not fault the dreams of a young girl.”[/quote]

"I am sorry, it's not my intention to tell you what to do,"  he fretted. "That's simply advice to live by. We elves often live long enough to witness the outcomes of the decisions we made in our youth. This forest is filled with treachery, and it can lure you in when you are at your most vulnerable."

The conversation ended with the Sorceress' attention now fully shifted to the newcomer.