Into the New World, Chapter 1: Amongst the Verdant Towers

[Masquerade]

Cleyra tries her best to listen carefully to each word of the story. Under different circumstances, she thinks, this would all be very interesting, but at the moment, I just don't see the relevance. She left home intending to embark on an adventure, yet now she finds herself listening to these tales from the past. She must realize we have other things on our minds.

Cleyra wonders if her sudden impatience is just her doubts resurfacing. Putting aside that thought, she tries again to focus on Lempetie's history, managing to take some interest in the mentions of her profession.

As Lempetie finishes, Cleyra gives a few respectful nods, hoping to appear attentive. She tries desperately to think of some question to break the silence, but, luckily, Ryon beats her to it.

 

[Lorthanoth]

Surprised by Ryon's question, Alistia considers it. That does seem funny that the one place the spirits would choose would be somewhere that had a big stone building here already. Maybe the spirits built it a long time ago?

 

[Shayuri]

Erin fidgets during the story, but manages to control the obnoxious need to yawn pointedly. Even so, when the old timer is done talking, she does complain, "We've all heard that story before. If there's supposed to be some kind of meaning, can't you just tell us? You could say, 'Remember the story of how the village began, because...' and so on."

 

[Lorthanoth]

Alistia gapes open-mouthed at Erin's rudeness.

 

[Dire Lemming]

"Erin..." Enko shakes his head, and doesn't say anything else.

 

[Nac Mac Feegle]

Thane listens with half an ear, perhaps not the most interested in tales of the town.

 

[Shayuri]

Erin has the good grace at least to blush and look embarrassed.

"I'm just saying...I mean, time -is- an issue here, you know..."

 

[Masquerade]

"Such recklessness already," Cleyra remarks under her breath, sighing. But...she is right. And that honesty may prove valuable.

 

[Dire Lemming]

Enko shakes his head again, though faster this time to imply disagreement rather than disapproval. "I'm glad to see that you're taking this seriously but we still have to wait for Artimisia and Pantheras."

 

[Zurai]

"Why here Lempetie? Does it have anything to do with that big stone building? It was here before cuirlen was established wasn't it? I'm sorry, for badgering you i mean. I was just thinking that, well, it is made of stone. Like the mountain. Perhaps whoever made it was linked to the mountain spirit. Perhaps before leaving Cuirlen proper, we should take a look inside. Surely if it was build to honor the mountain spirit, it will be displayed properly inside. Enough at least for a spirit-talker to recognize." At this point Ryon looks to Enko pointedly.

Lempetie just shakes her head. "There's no one that knows that - at least not that anyone's told me! The spirits told us to come, and we came. They told us to build, and we built. The results speak for themselves, so far. As for that building - no one's been able to figure out how to get the door to open. It's ancient. Even the spirits don't know anything about it."

Erin fidgets during the story, but manages to control the obnoxious need to yawn pointedly. Even so, when the old timer is done talking, she does complain, "We've all heard that story before. If there's supposed to be some kind of meaning, can't you just tell us? You could say, 'Remember the story of how the village began, because...' and so on."

"I'm just saying...I mean, time -is- an issue here, you know..."

Lempetie scowls at Erin. "I was asked to tell the story of the founding of Cuirlen, so the story I told. As for time being an issue... you can leave now, if you're so impatient. I'm sure Artemisia will catch up. You'll be missing out on the guidance and provisions from Pantheras, but I'm sure you'll manage. I'll let him know how concerned you were about the timeliness of your task." With that, the old woman creaks to her feet and shuffles off in a huff.