[h3]Vitiafa of Endiohon[/h3]
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"Sol is a beacon." The priestess began before Ren once more inserted herself. She let herself be interrupted

Vitiafa watched as the two other women interacted. A maelstrom of emotions flowed from the the younger Kiel, but the elder remained silent. It was better to let the infection drain from the agonizingly fresh wounds than to let Ren's concerns turn septic. Vitiafa expected the outburst, of course, now the crew had moments to stop and breath. She had to let them do so. 

The clinking of glasses, however, covered a quick glance down at one of the rings on her hands. A simple silver band, a rosy crystal sat entombed in its setting in the center of of the band. The light caught it and it refracted through the cuts in a mirror of the emotions in the room. Her heartbeat quickened with all the intensity of a child jolting back from a shock. With a blink and a breath, however, the water was calmed and the ship was steadied.

"May traveler guide you to your pool, Reenneesuash, though preferably before he guides us to Sol." She stifled a laugh after a sip of her tea. "Though I used to swim in rivers and lakes when I was younger. It was calming, in the water. I'd walk out just far enough to where I could float and I would meditate. To listen to the birds, and the fish, and the amphibians was renewing. I never did care for the rush of Eden, or the cities on the colonies."