>>6182418thanks anon. let's hope your dice luck holds, you will need it.
>>6181939Best roll: anon’s trips. This calls for a little something.
And after you it is. You keep walking upstairs, as the light comes closer. The inscriptions at the wall keep describing Bragia’s first true mission. How she found her footing with her companions and her childhood friend; how Uxoria, the betrayer, grew ever more jealous of her. After all, it’s just like you said to Willow.
She was nothing more than a girl who believed.
The strength of Ansàrra lifted raised her beyond the mediocrity of the flesh. The grace of the Sun-Birther made her greater than her efforts could ever hope to.
And someone would greatly resent that.
Your hand brushes against Bragia’s frame as she stands amidst her company, with Uxoria already looking away, holding her morningstar.
“Candente,” comes Rubida’s voice, once again, as Willow stays behind to listen to Soralisa’s excited chattering. The Asterite has fallen silent ever since she woke up from her sleep. Perhaps the effort she sustained in the depths robbed her of more strength than it seemed at first.
“Yes?” You turn to look at Rubida’s slick black hair and at her blue eyes, shining with intensity even in the dim golden light.
“When we reach the top, I want you to comfort Soralisa. She would appreciate further words of support. Especially from you.”
“I— of course. Do you truly believe she needed them? I have seen her deal quite well with Salicera back there. Her arms seem to be doing better. What else can I do t—”
“Oh, Starless Night, she is such a dolt,” Rubida murmurs. “Let’s just say that she would greatly appreciate your support in this. I don’t know if you noticed… no, what am I saying, you certainly did not notice. But Soralisa has grown quite attached to you.” A pause. “We all have been. She looks up to you, Candente. Help her deal with this.”
“She will walk through the fire, and won’t feel a thing,” you promise her, thinking about your own experiences with the molten spring just a few cycles ago. “I do not know how or why, Rubida, but I am sure she won’t have any trouble. There is a Will leading us on this journey.”
“I can see that.”
“But if I can speak freely,” you add, pointing your rod towards the wall, towards the inscriptions, “I also wonder about what will be required of me.”
[cont.]
