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I know, a lot of my games have died off as well, which is very sad :(
Quick question, would ana go with devon? He offered, but I wasn't sure if she would go or if they would all wander off on their own, so i just wanted to check in with that.
Quick question, would ana go with devon? He offered, but I wasn't sure if she would go or if they would all wander off on their own, so i just wanted to check in with that.
Quick Poke. Do we think that this is still going to happen?
When they reached Kieran’s world, he turned his attention to Ana quickly. This was no doubt overwhelming. He remembered when he had first gone to her world. It had been terrifying. “Of course.” Kieran said. He began to walk with them over to some benches near the courtyard. He felt his friend’s energy before he turned the other way to see him. “Devon!” Kieran greeted happily when he heard his name called out. He nodded to Anabelle and Mahea for a moment and then took a step to the side to address his friend.
“I did.” Kieran said. Devon introduced himself, and then gave another message to Kieran. It was interesting that Devon had run into an Elemental. Kieran turned his gaze to the girl as Devon told him that she was rough around the edges and needed training. When she straightened, Kieran recognized her immediately. The woman had never been clear in his dreams, but she was clear now. “Yes. That is her. Good find, my friend.” Kieran replied. The healer is from my vision. The young one. She doesn’t remember this place, and I am not sure if she was even born here… He said. Her green-ness was quite evident to both of the men. For his vision to come into reality, they would have a good deal of work on their plates. Neither of the women were ready to be completely involved in the war effort.
Rhys saw Devon leave a building and call out to the man who had just arrived, with two others. When Devon gestured to her, she quickly closed her book and got to her feet. She had been sitting for perhaps a little too long, and she stretched her legs as she walked over to the group, arriving as Mahea introduced herself and her daughter. Rhys nodded politely to the group, and Kieran introduced himself to the woman.
“I know.” Rhys said. “Devon talked about you during our journey here.” She said. The girl seemed polite, but Kieran could see her energy. She was on the verge, despite the apparent calm, it was like she could literally explode at any moment.
Mahea turned to Rhys, and said seemed kind, but in the same breath used the word dangerous to describe Rhys. Her energy flared, and the smile fell from her face. Rhys looked down, breathing slowly to keep herself calm. Kieran could sense her discomfort, and interrupted before Mahea made Rhys start a storm. “Much has changed in the time you have been gone, Mahea.” Kieran said. “Come, let’s go.” He said. “Thank you, Rhys, for joining us.”
Kieran spoke to Devon for a moment, confirming that one of the gardens he liked was still in bloom and safely within the walls. It was a nice garden, and it was hidden from the main flow of traffic through the town, which made it ideal for conversing. There were no benches, but trees that had been cut to make the buildings had provided stumps in clusters, and the ground was covered in smooth grass as well. Kieran gestured to one of the clusters, and brought over another stump so there was seating for all of them. “Ana, you should drink some water. It might help you feel a little better.” He said.
Rhys let the others start to sit, and sat afterwards, feeling a bit out of place. Clearly Devon and Kieran were friends, and Kieran seemed to be close with the other women as well. Devon probably didn’t feel uncomfortable around anyone, so it was likely only Rhys who struggled with interacting with…well, just about everyone.
Kieran began the conversation, addressing Rhys so that she could hopefully relax a little. “So Rhys, what bet did you lose to have to travel with Devon?” He asked, chuckling a little.
“I was working at a tavern, and Devon kept me from losing my cool. I didn’t have anything better to do, and traveling with another is always better and safer than traveling alone.” Rhys said. She avoided looking at the older woman, and while she didn’t say much about the details of their meeting, her point was made.
Kieran took it lightly, though, and nodded. “Well at a tavern, I can imagine you were faced with quite a challenge. Were you in Dunlil?” He asked, thinking about what towns were close. Dunlil was a large trading center, and their taverns were frequently known as places where fights broke out daily. He had never seen a table that didn’t rock there, or a chair that hadn’t been patched back together once more.
Rhys smiled, a surprising sight, and shook her head. “Nothing that bad. I was in Eromy. Staggering Knight Alehouse.” She paused for a moment, wondering if it would be better to name the brothel that sat beside it, but Kieran narrowed his eyes a little, seeming to make the connection on his own. “That’s next to the uh—“
“Yes.” Rhys answered quickly, keeping Kieran from having to blush, or having to finish his thought aloud.
“Very nice. Well, I am glad that you joined Devon, and I hope you like Yarlow.”
“I do. It has been wonderful for the last day. People are much less….judging.” Her gaze flickered to Mahea, and then back to Kieran, who pretended not to notice.
“I understand what you mean. I hope that we can bring that sort of understanding to the rest of the world as well.” Kieran finished tactfully, before turning his attention to Ana once more to ask how she was holding up.
“I did.” Kieran said. Devon introduced himself, and then gave another message to Kieran. It was interesting that Devon had run into an Elemental. Kieran turned his gaze to the girl as Devon told him that she was rough around the edges and needed training. When she straightened, Kieran recognized her immediately. The woman had never been clear in his dreams, but she was clear now. “Yes. That is her. Good find, my friend.” Kieran replied. The healer is from my vision. The young one. She doesn’t remember this place, and I am not sure if she was even born here… He said. Her green-ness was quite evident to both of the men. For his vision to come into reality, they would have a good deal of work on their plates. Neither of the women were ready to be completely involved in the war effort.
Rhys saw Devon leave a building and call out to the man who had just arrived, with two others. When Devon gestured to her, she quickly closed her book and got to her feet. She had been sitting for perhaps a little too long, and she stretched her legs as she walked over to the group, arriving as Mahea introduced herself and her daughter. Rhys nodded politely to the group, and Kieran introduced himself to the woman.
“I know.” Rhys said. “Devon talked about you during our journey here.” She said. The girl seemed polite, but Kieran could see her energy. She was on the verge, despite the apparent calm, it was like she could literally explode at any moment.
Mahea turned to Rhys, and said seemed kind, but in the same breath used the word dangerous to describe Rhys. Her energy flared, and the smile fell from her face. Rhys looked down, breathing slowly to keep herself calm. Kieran could sense her discomfort, and interrupted before Mahea made Rhys start a storm. “Much has changed in the time you have been gone, Mahea.” Kieran said. “Come, let’s go.” He said. “Thank you, Rhys, for joining us.”
Kieran spoke to Devon for a moment, confirming that one of the gardens he liked was still in bloom and safely within the walls. It was a nice garden, and it was hidden from the main flow of traffic through the town, which made it ideal for conversing. There were no benches, but trees that had been cut to make the buildings had provided stumps in clusters, and the ground was covered in smooth grass as well. Kieran gestured to one of the clusters, and brought over another stump so there was seating for all of them. “Ana, you should drink some water. It might help you feel a little better.” He said.
Rhys let the others start to sit, and sat afterwards, feeling a bit out of place. Clearly Devon and Kieran were friends, and Kieran seemed to be close with the other women as well. Devon probably didn’t feel uncomfortable around anyone, so it was likely only Rhys who struggled with interacting with…well, just about everyone.
Kieran began the conversation, addressing Rhys so that she could hopefully relax a little. “So Rhys, what bet did you lose to have to travel with Devon?” He asked, chuckling a little.
“I was working at a tavern, and Devon kept me from losing my cool. I didn’t have anything better to do, and traveling with another is always better and safer than traveling alone.” Rhys said. She avoided looking at the older woman, and while she didn’t say much about the details of their meeting, her point was made.
Kieran took it lightly, though, and nodded. “Well at a tavern, I can imagine you were faced with quite a challenge. Were you in Dunlil?” He asked, thinking about what towns were close. Dunlil was a large trading center, and their taverns were frequently known as places where fights broke out daily. He had never seen a table that didn’t rock there, or a chair that hadn’t been patched back together once more.
Rhys smiled, a surprising sight, and shook her head. “Nothing that bad. I was in Eromy. Staggering Knight Alehouse.” She paused for a moment, wondering if it would be better to name the brothel that sat beside it, but Kieran narrowed his eyes a little, seeming to make the connection on his own. “That’s next to the uh—“
“Yes.” Rhys answered quickly, keeping Kieran from having to blush, or having to finish his thought aloud.
“Very nice. Well, I am glad that you joined Devon, and I hope you like Yarlow.”
“I do. It has been wonderful for the last day. People are much less….judging.” Her gaze flickered to Mahea, and then back to Kieran, who pretended not to notice.
“I understand what you mean. I hope that we can bring that sort of understanding to the rest of the world as well.” Kieran finished tactfully, before turning his attention to Ana once more to ask how she was holding up.
I just realized that I have been writing Madea instead of Mahea. My apologies! I usually have the document on like 50% size that way I can keep the post on the right side of the screen at the same time, and the red squiggly line under the word made me think the h was a d. Sorry!
Kieran could sense the tension and nerves of the two as they entered his car. Neither of them sat up front, but it didn’t particularly bother him. “Good morning.” He replied, putting the car in gear once their seatbelts were fashioned. “No, you probably wouldn’t. Poptarts are usually my guilty processed pleasure here.” He looked in the rearview mirror and grinned. “My uncle introduced me to them when I was young, and I have never gotten over how amazing they taste, and yet so utterly useless for providing nutrition and good energy.” Kieran laughed lightly. Though the food in the other world was very different, it was arguably better for people than the majority of the food in this world. He found a few times when he was younger that when he came to the Ana’s world, he gained a bit of weight, and lost a fair amount of energy. The change in diet, and also in activities, could take its toll easily upon his body.
“Yarlow has been around for a while, but it has more recently built walls to help keep the area from being infiltrated. It has been found by people with harmful intentions, but there are people on duty who ensure that they forget that they found such a place. It is a haven for mages to learn, and to rest when they are weary. It is also a place that families have begun to use as a meeting point. In case they get separated, or attacked, they should make their way to Yarlow.” Kieran didn’t know all of the history of the town, but there were people there who could answer more of her questions.
“Yes, I think it will be a bit strange for Ana. That is why we are going directly to Yarlow, rather than to my home in the other world, and then traveling by horse. I think that being around people who are open and accepting is the best introduction.” Kieran’s answer led straight into Ana’s next question, and her mother said that her own story was for another time.
“There are portals.” Kieran answered. “They require a fair amount of magic to erect, and to use. My uncles helped to create a few, and built one in their home, so they could conveniently return home. They passed both properties on to me, and so at the moment, we are going to my home.” A few minutes later, they pulled in front of a modest-looking home. The lawn was a bit overgrown, and it hadn’t been landscaped in years, but Kieran wasn’t here very often. He knew that it wasn’t quite as pretty as the other houses, but he didn’t have the time to maintain two residences and live his life. Looking at it as he pulled into the driveway made him miss his uncles a little. “I apologize—I am not here often enough to make this look as it should.” He said. The house wasn’t in horrible disrepair, however, it just looked like the owner was away, which was the truth.
Kieran parked the car and got out, inviting the pair inside. The home’s interior was much better maintained than the exterior, and they all looked quite out of place in it. The furniture was a sort of contemporary modern, though there was nothing that had been bought in the last ten years or so. “You can go ahead up both sets of stairs. It’s the only room up there. I gotta grab something from the kitchen.” Kieran said. He was only a few moments behind, though, as he took a few water skins he had and filled them up with cool water before bringing them along as well. “I didn’t think you all would have these, and I keep a few extra.” He said, handing one to each of them before slinging his over his shoulder. He picked up his bag and walked over to the large platform in the center of the room. There were some rune-like markings on the inside of the circle, and a panel that rose up off the floor. It didn’t look like much, which had been important to a lot of people in building them. “If you could both step into the circle….”
Kieran had enough energy on his own to start the machine, and so he didn’t ask for Madea or Ana’s. “Are you sure that you are ready?” He questioned, placing his hands upon the panel. This was the last chance for working plumbing for some time. When he was sure that they were ready, he closed his eyes, and fed enough energy into the portal for them to traverse between the worlds. It only took a few moments for them to arrive, standing in what was clearly a town square. The road was paved with dirt, and the buildings on the side all screamed da sort of medieval setting from tv shows and movies. Kieran relaxed a little, feeling much more comfortable, though he knew the opposite was true of the other two. A few passerbys turned to gaze at the group, recognizing Kieran, or the energy of the healers. “Welcome to Yarlow.” Kieran said, turning to Ana and Madea.
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If Devon was able to read Rhys’ thoughts, he made no indication of it, saying only that it was an important place in town. “Sure.” Rhys agreed to show him her art when it was done. She never promised to be amazing, but she wasn’t self-conscious about her art in the way that she was her magic. Magic was something that made her stand out from others. Drawing was something anyone could do, if they set their minds to it.
Unlike Devon, Rhys was always ready to run. She kept her bag with her after spending the night at the inn, and wandered outside, looking at a few different people before taking the opportunity to walk around the town. She saw a few different shops, and the general hustle of the town. It seemed like a pleasant place still, but she hadn’t come across Devon. He had likely gotten bored or annoyed by her, or met up with his friend. She decided that instead of going into the various buildings to try to find a library, she would enjoy the weather outside instead.
There were quite a few more people at the strange-looking tree that day, children playing under the branches, and an adolescent with his father, learning how to sense the energy in the tree. Rhys sat a bit further away from the tree itself, watching everyone, and the tree. She pulled out her journal, and flipped to a new blank page. She unwrapped the charcoal from its cloth, and began to sketch the base of the tree, working her way up to the leaves. It would be difficult to capture the juxtaposition between the colors and the white, and she decided on a few different shading methods for the leaves. If she had tried to cover the whole outside with shading, then the entire tree would look dark and average, when in fact it was nothing but. She added a couple of only outlined leaves to the ground, falling from the tree, and a few with the cross-hatching were seeming to come in on a gust of wind to land upon the tree. It might have been a confusing image, but the idea of trying to dry it intrigued her.
While she drew, the child who was trying to sense energy seemed to do a bit better. He was an elemental, which was perhaps one of the reasons that she tuned in to the conversation. The child spoke about the earth, and the roots of this tree that he could feel running beneath where he sat. Rhys looked down at the grass and dirt, wondering if she could learn to sense the roots. Watching the pair interact, she was finally beginning to see what Devon was talking about when he suggested finding someone to help her learn about what she could do. But who would be willing to teach a stranger, and how would she even find them? It was nearing lunch time, and most of the people left the tree to go and get food, while a few others brought food and began to eat it picnic style. Rhys flipped the page once more, and began to draw one of the leaves that had fallen to the ground near her. She had never been good at focusing on such details, but she was willing to try now, since she was feeling a bit more relaxed than usual.
“Yarlow has been around for a while, but it has more recently built walls to help keep the area from being infiltrated. It has been found by people with harmful intentions, but there are people on duty who ensure that they forget that they found such a place. It is a haven for mages to learn, and to rest when they are weary. It is also a place that families have begun to use as a meeting point. In case they get separated, or attacked, they should make their way to Yarlow.” Kieran didn’t know all of the history of the town, but there were people there who could answer more of her questions.
“Yes, I think it will be a bit strange for Ana. That is why we are going directly to Yarlow, rather than to my home in the other world, and then traveling by horse. I think that being around people who are open and accepting is the best introduction.” Kieran’s answer led straight into Ana’s next question, and her mother said that her own story was for another time.
“There are portals.” Kieran answered. “They require a fair amount of magic to erect, and to use. My uncles helped to create a few, and built one in their home, so they could conveniently return home. They passed both properties on to me, and so at the moment, we are going to my home.” A few minutes later, they pulled in front of a modest-looking home. The lawn was a bit overgrown, and it hadn’t been landscaped in years, but Kieran wasn’t here very often. He knew that it wasn’t quite as pretty as the other houses, but he didn’t have the time to maintain two residences and live his life. Looking at it as he pulled into the driveway made him miss his uncles a little. “I apologize—I am not here often enough to make this look as it should.” He said. The house wasn’t in horrible disrepair, however, it just looked like the owner was away, which was the truth.
Kieran parked the car and got out, inviting the pair inside. The home’s interior was much better maintained than the exterior, and they all looked quite out of place in it. The furniture was a sort of contemporary modern, though there was nothing that had been bought in the last ten years or so. “You can go ahead up both sets of stairs. It’s the only room up there. I gotta grab something from the kitchen.” Kieran said. He was only a few moments behind, though, as he took a few water skins he had and filled them up with cool water before bringing them along as well. “I didn’t think you all would have these, and I keep a few extra.” He said, handing one to each of them before slinging his over his shoulder. He picked up his bag and walked over to the large platform in the center of the room. There were some rune-like markings on the inside of the circle, and a panel that rose up off the floor. It didn’t look like much, which had been important to a lot of people in building them. “If you could both step into the circle….”
Kieran had enough energy on his own to start the machine, and so he didn’t ask for Madea or Ana’s. “Are you sure that you are ready?” He questioned, placing his hands upon the panel. This was the last chance for working plumbing for some time. When he was sure that they were ready, he closed his eyes, and fed enough energy into the portal for them to traverse between the worlds. It only took a few moments for them to arrive, standing in what was clearly a town square. The road was paved with dirt, and the buildings on the side all screamed da sort of medieval setting from tv shows and movies. Kieran relaxed a little, feeling much more comfortable, though he knew the opposite was true of the other two. A few passerbys turned to gaze at the group, recognizing Kieran, or the energy of the healers. “Welcome to Yarlow.” Kieran said, turning to Ana and Madea.
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If Devon was able to read Rhys’ thoughts, he made no indication of it, saying only that it was an important place in town. “Sure.” Rhys agreed to show him her art when it was done. She never promised to be amazing, but she wasn’t self-conscious about her art in the way that she was her magic. Magic was something that made her stand out from others. Drawing was something anyone could do, if they set their minds to it.
Unlike Devon, Rhys was always ready to run. She kept her bag with her after spending the night at the inn, and wandered outside, looking at a few different people before taking the opportunity to walk around the town. She saw a few different shops, and the general hustle of the town. It seemed like a pleasant place still, but she hadn’t come across Devon. He had likely gotten bored or annoyed by her, or met up with his friend. She decided that instead of going into the various buildings to try to find a library, she would enjoy the weather outside instead.
There were quite a few more people at the strange-looking tree that day, children playing under the branches, and an adolescent with his father, learning how to sense the energy in the tree. Rhys sat a bit further away from the tree itself, watching everyone, and the tree. She pulled out her journal, and flipped to a new blank page. She unwrapped the charcoal from its cloth, and began to sketch the base of the tree, working her way up to the leaves. It would be difficult to capture the juxtaposition between the colors and the white, and she decided on a few different shading methods for the leaves. If she had tried to cover the whole outside with shading, then the entire tree would look dark and average, when in fact it was nothing but. She added a couple of only outlined leaves to the ground, falling from the tree, and a few with the cross-hatching were seeming to come in on a gust of wind to land upon the tree. It might have been a confusing image, but the idea of trying to dry it intrigued her.
While she drew, the child who was trying to sense energy seemed to do a bit better. He was an elemental, which was perhaps one of the reasons that she tuned in to the conversation. The child spoke about the earth, and the roots of this tree that he could feel running beneath where he sat. Rhys looked down at the grass and dirt, wondering if she could learn to sense the roots. Watching the pair interact, she was finally beginning to see what Devon was talking about when he suggested finding someone to help her learn about what she could do. But who would be willing to teach a stranger, and how would she even find them? It was nearing lunch time, and most of the people left the tree to go and get food, while a few others brought food and began to eat it picnic style. Rhys flipped the page once more, and began to draw one of the leaves that had fallen to the ground near her. She had never been good at focusing on such details, but she was willing to try now, since she was feeling a bit more relaxed than usual.
well i'm glad it all worked out then! I got back at like midnight, but I finished up the post, so that is good.
The turn in the conversation was not something that Kieran could have predicted, even with his talents. Madea decided to hand the decision over to her daughter, as it rightfully should have, and both of them turned their attention to Anabelle. She took it…much better than Kieran thought he would have, but her temperament was obviously a lot more forgiving and kind-natured than most. She wanted to learn about healing, but she wasn’t ready for a war, and Kieran agreed completely. For a complete turn of events, though, Madea then said that she wanted to help as well. Kieran couldn’t help but grin at that. He had gained not one healer, but two.
“That… would be wonderful.” Kieran said. “There is a town that we will go to first, named Yarlow. It has been a safe haven for magic users for some time now. It has many people with a variety of talents, and a wealth of knowledge about different magic as well. I think it would be a good place to go to learn more and there is transport in the town in case you need to return quickly.” Kieran explained. “How about we leave in the early afternoon, tomorrow. That will give you some time to rest, and get something to eat as well. Do that sound amenable?” He waited for affirmation before nodding, a smile upon his face. “That is wonderful. I am very happy that both of you want to at least see the world and give it a chance.”
Kieran stood up and reached out to shake Madea’s hand. When she accepted it, though, he placed his other hand on the outside of hers, a handshake that was more traditional from his home. “If you have anything that Anabelle could wear that is more appropriate, that would be very helpful. Yarlow is fine with travelers, and accepting of magic, but if something doesn’t go as expected, it is known by the other side that those who travel between worlds use magic.” Kieran had never ended up in the wrong place when he traveled, but there could always be a first time. He liked to be prepared in some fashion.
Usually, he traveled only between his homes in each world. However, he didn’t want to risk travelling with the pair and potentially being assaulted before he was able to hold up his end of the deal, namely that he would be trying to get Anabelle more information. Yarlow was the best place for that to happen. Besides that, he was supposed to be meeting Devon in Yarlow sometime soon, and his friend was likely already there. He would be able to take care of both matters at once, and hopefully avoid putting the two healers in too much danger right away. “Why don’t I come by at about eleven? I will pick you both up, and then we can go back to my place and head out?” He asked. Madea agreed, and Kieran nodded once more to the pair.
“Thank you both for giving this a try. I will see you in the morning.” He left the house, holding back a yawn. It had been an exciting night, but he had to stay awake until he got home. Kieran managed the task, and returned to the house in the morning as he had promised, pulling up at promptly eleven am. He had already changed into the clothes he would wear at home, a simple pair of brown trousers, a white tunic, and a light blue vest. His bag with rations and supplies was at home, sitting by the machine. He hoped that both of them looked appropriate, but he could certainly lend Anabelle something that would be large and a bit ill-fitting if he had to.
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Following Devon through the town was easy, despite the large amount of people still wandering around that evening. It wasn’t terribly crowded, and Rhys, though tired, was still able to walk well enough. He suggested that they see more of the town, and Rhys nodded. “Yea, that would be nice, though I am a bit tired, so perhaps we can save some of the tour for tomorrow?” She questioned.
He began to suggest the library, and then back-tracked and gave her the option. Rhys chuckled a little, and as Devon led the way to the center of the town, she spoke again. “I would love to see the library. I don’t want to bore you with having to stick around, so if you would prefer, you can just point me in the direction.” She offered. In truth, she would have preferred that he at least help her understand the organization of the building’s books, but she was sure that she could figure it out all the same.
The tree seemed to be white, and yet it wore a cloak of leaves that looked more normal, being colorful leaves. Rhys walked up to the tree and looked up at the array of leaves. It was beautiful, and strange. She had almost touched the tree, when Devon said that power could be boosted here. They rang through her mind, twisting and changing because of the fear that she had of her gifts. You’re going to kill everyone here. Rhys stepped back quickly, withdrawing her hand before she touched the tree. A gust of wind blew through the square, causing a few of the branches to rattle and hit each other. “It’s very beautiful.” She said softly, having moved behind Devon, clasping her hands in front of her. “Perhaps tomorrow I can sit and draw it.” She said, having taken the opportunity on their journey already to capture some of the clearings and rivers they had rested beside.
She would simply have to stay a good distance away, keep everyone safe from her. It’s safest if you stay away. She thought bitterly, and brought up the subject of sleep once more to change the subject. “I am actually very tired at the moment. Do you think that we could find a place to turn in, and continue seeing the town tomorrow?” She requested. Of course, the inn at which they stayed would ask for something in return, and Rhys was happy to clean a few of the rooms, or help with laundering some of the sheets. They were able to get two rooms, and she had a night to herself, getting the privacy that she had lacked on the journey. Rhys bathed herself properly, taking her time and trying to relax so she didn’t do anything stupid. In the morning, she cleaned her room and another, and dropped off the sheets for someone else to launder, and then wandered outside to watch the people milling about during the sunny day.
“That… would be wonderful.” Kieran said. “There is a town that we will go to first, named Yarlow. It has been a safe haven for magic users for some time now. It has many people with a variety of talents, and a wealth of knowledge about different magic as well. I think it would be a good place to go to learn more and there is transport in the town in case you need to return quickly.” Kieran explained. “How about we leave in the early afternoon, tomorrow. That will give you some time to rest, and get something to eat as well. Do that sound amenable?” He waited for affirmation before nodding, a smile upon his face. “That is wonderful. I am very happy that both of you want to at least see the world and give it a chance.”
Kieran stood up and reached out to shake Madea’s hand. When she accepted it, though, he placed his other hand on the outside of hers, a handshake that was more traditional from his home. “If you have anything that Anabelle could wear that is more appropriate, that would be very helpful. Yarlow is fine with travelers, and accepting of magic, but if something doesn’t go as expected, it is known by the other side that those who travel between worlds use magic.” Kieran had never ended up in the wrong place when he traveled, but there could always be a first time. He liked to be prepared in some fashion.
Usually, he traveled only between his homes in each world. However, he didn’t want to risk travelling with the pair and potentially being assaulted before he was able to hold up his end of the deal, namely that he would be trying to get Anabelle more information. Yarlow was the best place for that to happen. Besides that, he was supposed to be meeting Devon in Yarlow sometime soon, and his friend was likely already there. He would be able to take care of both matters at once, and hopefully avoid putting the two healers in too much danger right away. “Why don’t I come by at about eleven? I will pick you both up, and then we can go back to my place and head out?” He asked. Madea agreed, and Kieran nodded once more to the pair.
“Thank you both for giving this a try. I will see you in the morning.” He left the house, holding back a yawn. It had been an exciting night, but he had to stay awake until he got home. Kieran managed the task, and returned to the house in the morning as he had promised, pulling up at promptly eleven am. He had already changed into the clothes he would wear at home, a simple pair of brown trousers, a white tunic, and a light blue vest. His bag with rations and supplies was at home, sitting by the machine. He hoped that both of them looked appropriate, but he could certainly lend Anabelle something that would be large and a bit ill-fitting if he had to.
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Following Devon through the town was easy, despite the large amount of people still wandering around that evening. It wasn’t terribly crowded, and Rhys, though tired, was still able to walk well enough. He suggested that they see more of the town, and Rhys nodded. “Yea, that would be nice, though I am a bit tired, so perhaps we can save some of the tour for tomorrow?” She questioned.
He began to suggest the library, and then back-tracked and gave her the option. Rhys chuckled a little, and as Devon led the way to the center of the town, she spoke again. “I would love to see the library. I don’t want to bore you with having to stick around, so if you would prefer, you can just point me in the direction.” She offered. In truth, she would have preferred that he at least help her understand the organization of the building’s books, but she was sure that she could figure it out all the same.
The tree seemed to be white, and yet it wore a cloak of leaves that looked more normal, being colorful leaves. Rhys walked up to the tree and looked up at the array of leaves. It was beautiful, and strange. She had almost touched the tree, when Devon said that power could be boosted here. They rang through her mind, twisting and changing because of the fear that she had of her gifts. You’re going to kill everyone here. Rhys stepped back quickly, withdrawing her hand before she touched the tree. A gust of wind blew through the square, causing a few of the branches to rattle and hit each other. “It’s very beautiful.” She said softly, having moved behind Devon, clasping her hands in front of her. “Perhaps tomorrow I can sit and draw it.” She said, having taken the opportunity on their journey already to capture some of the clearings and rivers they had rested beside.
She would simply have to stay a good distance away, keep everyone safe from her. It’s safest if you stay away. She thought bitterly, and brought up the subject of sleep once more to change the subject. “I am actually very tired at the moment. Do you think that we could find a place to turn in, and continue seeing the town tomorrow?” She requested. Of course, the inn at which they stayed would ask for something in return, and Rhys was happy to clean a few of the rooms, or help with laundering some of the sheets. They were able to get two rooms, and she had a night to herself, getting the privacy that she had lacked on the journey. Rhys bathed herself properly, taking her time and trying to relax so she didn’t do anything stupid. In the morning, she cleaned her room and another, and dropped off the sheets for someone else to launder, and then wandered outside to watch the people milling about during the sunny day.
I got half of it done, but I have to go out for the day, so I won't be able to work on the rest until tomorrow probably.
I liked the post! as you can see by the fact that I already responded, lol.
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