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<blockquote data-quote="Verbatim" data-source="post: 2292350" data-attributes="member: 15549"><p>Rodel's fingers ceased their trembling as her mind once more established control over them. While the reading had given her more uncertainties than hope, she knew that Savras would not have shown her anything false, and she would have to trust in her god's message. However, before she could dwell on it further, a familiar tentative knock sounded through the small house.</p><p> </p><p><em>~He has come Savras, just as you said he would...grant me the strength to share your sight to him…~</em></p><p> </p><p>His knock had not changed after all this time. A tentative knocking, quickly repeated, as if he was afraid that someone wouldn't answer, or worse that someone would.</p><p> </p><p>Rising from the table, Rodel quickly ran her fingers through her thick blonde hair, a nervous gesture she had developed over these past few months, and walked slowly over to the door. With a confidence she truly didn't feel, Rodel pulled the door open and smiled at Sebak, hoping his nervousness would mask the uneasiness she still felt.</p><p> </p><p>"No hello for little 'ol me? Then again, you probably know what I'm going to say already. It's... nice to see you Rodel. I was in the neighborhood, and thought it would just be polite to just stop by an all."</p><p></p><p>His voice betrayed his nervousness and in her mind's eye, Rodel could picture him shifting his weight uneasily from one foot to the next without ever moving them to fully betray his emotions. It was how he always was around her, even though she had told him countless times that there was to be no pretensions between them, she still felt as if Sebak was uncomfortable around her.</p><p></p><p><em>~There is little room for that between us now, especially with so much riding on what she had to ask of him...~</em></p><p></p><p><span style="color: magenta">"You know you are always welcome here Sebak, there is no need for formal hellos. Please come in and rest yourself. How was your travels?"</span></p><p></p><p>Stepping out of the entrance of the door, Rodel waited until Sebak had passed before closing it. As she heard his weight settle in the chair that both he and Uncle Kai favored so much, she walked across from him and sat on the simple stool in front of the fireplace.</p><p></p><p>Before the silence could grow awkward, Rodel looked across the room to where Sebak was and spoke simply and bluntly, as was befitting a seer of Savras.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: magenta">"Sebak, do you remember how Uncle Kai began to act shortly after my aunt passed away? I know that you were traveling quite a bit, and to be honest he tried his best to mask it from you those scant times you were here, but it was as if he ceased to desire to live any longer. He began taking extended outings into the Moor, and more than once, he returned with injuries that would have killed a lesser man. I begged him to think of his ramifications of his actions, but he would not listen to me, nor to the priestess of Eldath who seemed to be here more and more as the months went by."</span></p><p></p><p>Sighing, Rodel turned away from Sebak as she heard her uncle's harsh words echoing in her head.</p><p> </p><p><em><span style="color: cyan">~I don't need any cripple telling me how to live my life…~</span></em></p><p> </p><p>She knew her uncle had snapped merely out of frustration, and he had apologized immediately after speaking the words to her, but in that moment, Rodel realized that whatever was eating at him, was a greater force than anything she could deal with.</p><p></p><p>Turning her sightless eyes back to where Sebak sat, she resumed talking, but her voice was softer and tinged with great sadness.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: magenta">"Before he left, I placed a lifestone in a ring I had made for him, and while he wore it mainly to appease a nervous daughter, it allowed me to track him from afar. As long as the ring was warm, I would know he was alive, but a week ago the ring grew</span></p><p><span style="color: magenta">cold to the touch and while I pray that he has merely lost it, I fear that he has gone to be judged in Kelemvor's court."</span></p><p> </p><p>While Rodel struggled to keep her voice steady, her hands began trembling once again as she prepared to ask her favor of Sebak.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: magenta">"I called upon Savras to grant me a vision of whom to seek out to discover the fate of my Uncle, and he granted my request, but the vision was vague to say the very least. I know that one of the Helmitic knights will journey into the Moor, as will a newly found companion of his possessing great strength, but sadly Savras did not show me their</span></p><p><span style="color: magenta">faces. A skilled hunter will go as well, and I can only think of one who matched the description Savras granted me. An albino elf who lives only for the hunt, who goes by the name of Shadowleaf. However, I wonder if I have misunderstood Savras' vision as this hunter is as deadly as the prey he tracks in the Moor. A Magus was revealed also, one who carries much grief, but has a true talent with the Weave."</span></p><p></p><p>Rodel paused for a moment and for a heartbeat's length considered dropping the matter all together and searching for a different means of finding her Uncle. It was only a fleeting thought, but she felt her feelings betray her as she finished.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: magenta">"Also, one of noble blood will lead them, one who's ancestry is filled with darkness."</span></p><p> </p><p>Rodel waited for her words to register in Sebak's mind.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: magenta">"The cards showed you Sebak. Will you help me?</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Verbatim, post: 2292350, member: 15549"] Rodel's fingers ceased their trembling as her mind once more established control over them. While the reading had given her more uncertainties than hope, she knew that Savras would not have shown her anything false, and she would have to trust in her god's message. However, before she could dwell on it further, a familiar tentative knock sounded through the small house. [i]~He has come Savras, just as you said he would...grant me the strength to share your sight to him…~[/i] His knock had not changed after all this time. A tentative knocking, quickly repeated, as if he was afraid that someone wouldn't answer, or worse that someone would. Rising from the table, Rodel quickly ran her fingers through her thick blonde hair, a nervous gesture she had developed over these past few months, and walked slowly over to the door. With a confidence she truly didn't feel, Rodel pulled the door open and smiled at Sebak, hoping his nervousness would mask the uneasiness she still felt. "No hello for little 'ol me? Then again, you probably know what I'm going to say already. It's... nice to see you Rodel. I was in the neighborhood, and thought it would just be polite to just stop by an all." His voice betrayed his nervousness and in her mind's eye, Rodel could picture him shifting his weight uneasily from one foot to the next without ever moving them to fully betray his emotions. It was how he always was around her, even though she had told him countless times that there was to be no pretensions between them, she still felt as if Sebak was uncomfortable around her. [i]~There is little room for that between us now, especially with so much riding on what she had to ask of him...~[/i] [color=magenta]"You know you are always welcome here Sebak, there is no need for formal hellos. Please come in and rest yourself. How was your travels?"[/color] Stepping out of the entrance of the door, Rodel waited until Sebak had passed before closing it. As she heard his weight settle in the chair that both he and Uncle Kai favored so much, she walked across from him and sat on the simple stool in front of the fireplace. Before the silence could grow awkward, Rodel looked across the room to where Sebak was and spoke simply and bluntly, as was befitting a seer of Savras. [color=magenta]"Sebak, do you remember how Uncle Kai began to act shortly after my aunt passed away? I know that you were traveling quite a bit, and to be honest he tried his best to mask it from you those scant times you were here, but it was as if he ceased to desire to live any longer. He began taking extended outings into the Moor, and more than once, he returned with injuries that would have killed a lesser man. I begged him to think of his ramifications of his actions, but he would not listen to me, nor to the priestess of Eldath who seemed to be here more and more as the months went by."[/color] Sighing, Rodel turned away from Sebak as she heard her uncle's harsh words echoing in her head. [i][color=cyan]~I don't need any cripple telling me how to live my life…~[/color][/i][color=cyan][/color] She knew her uncle had snapped merely out of frustration, and he had apologized immediately after speaking the words to her, but in that moment, Rodel realized that whatever was eating at him, was a greater force than anything she could deal with. Turning her sightless eyes back to where Sebak sat, she resumed talking, but her voice was softer and tinged with great sadness. [color=magenta]"Before he left, I placed a lifestone in a ring I had made for him, and while he wore it mainly to appease a nervous daughter, it allowed me to track him from afar. As long as the ring was warm, I would know he was alive, but a week ago the ring grew cold to the touch and while I pray that he has merely lost it, I fear that he has gone to be judged in Kelemvor's court."[/color] While Rodel struggled to keep her voice steady, her hands began trembling once again as she prepared to ask her favor of Sebak. [color=magenta]"I called upon Savras to grant me a vision of whom to seek out to discover the fate of my Uncle, and he granted my request, but the vision was vague to say the very least. I know that one of the Helmitic knights will journey into the Moor, as will a newly found companion of his possessing great strength, but sadly Savras did not show me their faces. A skilled hunter will go as well, and I can only think of one who matched the description Savras granted me. An albino elf who lives only for the hunt, who goes by the name of Shadowleaf. However, I wonder if I have misunderstood Savras' vision as this hunter is as deadly as the prey he tracks in the Moor. A Magus was revealed also, one who carries much grief, but has a true talent with the Weave."[/color] Rodel paused for a moment and for a heartbeat's length considered dropping the matter all together and searching for a different means of finding her Uncle. It was only a fleeting thought, but she felt her feelings betray her as she finished. [color=magenta]"Also, one of noble blood will lead them, one who's ancestry is filled with darkness."[/color] Rodel waited for her words to register in Sebak's mind. [color=magenta]"The cards showed you Sebak. Will you help me?[/color] [/QUOTE]
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