Key wanders into the garden just as the sun begins to rise. She’s wearing loose, flowing clothing and no weapons. Her hair in in one long braid down her back. She sets a jug of water on a bench and steps out into the center of the garden where there is the most room to move. Taking a few deep breaths to center herself, she begins to move her arms and legs in slow fluid motions that resemble the martial arts she practices.
After about an hour she reaches a graceful conclusion. She takes another deep breath and seems to appear lighter. As if she was able to shed some inner turmoil with the shapes she made. She sits down on the bench and drinks off half the water and sets the jug down. She closes her eyes and lifts her head, letting the sun warm her.
Post by Dungeon Master on Nov 4, 2018 6:08:18 GMT -8
Alluvian detaches herself from the rose bushes surrounding the garden area that Keyleth is sitting in. She glances over at Anglerond who hasn't moved from the entrance of the garden and a small, mischievous smile crosses her face, as if she has won something. She walks up to Keyleth, warmth and happiness at seeing her big sister, and sits down beside her.
"That looks tiring, kind of seems boring too. Is that how you fight? Sort of like the weird dancing that Rabbit does when she is alone here?"
Key opens her eyes and smiles down at her little sister. Tranquility radiates from her.
“It is a bit tiring, but not boring to me. I’ve never seen what Rabbit does here so I can’t make any comparisons there. What I was doing is based on a very old style of fighting yes, but now it’s used more for exercise and meditation. I could teach you if you like, it may help after you have a vision.” She pauses for a moment, looking Alluvian over.
“How are you after the last few days? A lot has happened. How do you feel about becoming queen?”
Post by Dungeon Master on Nov 4, 2018 7:06:43 GMT -8
Alluvian smiles brighter. "I would like that. Rabbit hissed at me and told me it wasn't for me when I asked her. I think she was trying to scare me off, but it was kind of funny, I am about as tall as her."
She looks out at the garden, "I feel fine about what has happened. I have slept well and I know Nestrim is a little lost because he gave up the throne, something he has always known he was on. But I think he is happier now, he can focus on what he believes is more important.
She looks back up at Key, "As for me, I don't worry about it. I won't ever become queen so it isn't a big deal. I don't even really think about it, except to dread the tutoring mother will make me do."
Post by Dungeon Master on Nov 4, 2018 8:21:59 GMT -8
Alluvian looks confused. "I said tutoring... she is going to make me be tutored... but that is sort of like torture. Instead of me torturing someone, they will torture me. Oh and I always sleep when I have visions, they say its a trance but I am sure those are dreams I am having, not 'visions'." with that Alluvian uses air quotes.
“Sorry, not sure why I heard the word torture. But learning is important. If Ive learned nothing from all that’s happened in the last few days its that educating your self so you have a basic understanding of what is being done and why is crucial.” She elbows Alluvian lightly.
“Maybe we can take some lessons together. I think that you may be in a class or two ahead of me.”
Post by Dungeon Master on Nov 4, 2018 9:00:38 GMT -8
Alluvian has a small look of relief that quickly disappears, as if almost falling off a step and avoiding it. "I think it would be great to take classes together. Are you going to stay with the order now that you are going to be queen?"
Post by Dungeon Master on Nov 4, 2018 9:25:50 GMT -8
Alluvian looks up at Anglerond as well and smirks when she notices he doesn't even twitch at Key's needling. "I think everyone will have a problem if you can be ordered by the head of a Monk outpost. Besides, your people need you badly. A lot of things will happen before things get better."
Post by Dungeon Master on Nov 4, 2018 9:49:33 GMT -8
Alluvian buries her head into Key's chest chuckling. Hugging her as tight as she can. "I sometimes know things, but I don't see them. Sometimes something just seems it will happen and it does, or doesn't depending. Veronwe says I am a scribe oracle, not a... premonitory oracle. I think he is making arbitrary distinctions because the gods don't even know why some people have sight."
Post by Dungeon Master on Nov 4, 2018 10:05:12 GMT -8
Alluvian sits back down, she watches Anglerond's back for some time thinking, a sad look crosses her face before it disappears with a smile. She then looks at the rose she had picked sitting in her hand. "The way Veronwe explains it. There are four kinds of oracles, each has their own place and there is bleed over between them. The first sees the future, the premonitory Oracle. The future however is cloudy and minor details can change so you can never be sure what will happen specifically or how."
She turns back towards Key, "I am a clairvoyant oracle, or at least he believes. I can see with clarity what has happened, when it has happened. However, I have a hard time looking back in time, so I can miss things."
She sets the rose on the bench beside her, "The other two are historical oracles... he had some big name for them, they can see what has happened in the past. Then there are the questioning oracles, they see nothing unless they are asked a question and sometimes they can give an answer that would be unknown otherwise. There is what he calls bleed over, I can sometimes get feelings about the future, or maybe sometimes I might know part of an answer unbidden, but my area is quite soundly a clairvoyant oracle."
She looks up again, "Does that make sense to you?"
Key watches her while she speaks. Taking in all that she says.
“It makes perfect sense. Thank you. You didn’t answer my second question though, do you want me to try and find a way to get rid of this power for you?” She looks over to Anglerond for a moment, then back to her sister.