Sylvie smiled at the Priestesses. "It was very nice to meet you ladies."
Herrigan paused. "Oh...did no one tell you? We’ve agreed to a prisoner exchange with Kelethin. The wards on their cells are not working and they’ve a Coercer giving them trouble. So they’re bringing the Coercer here and we were going to move you there. Captain Ross figured you’d be the least likely to give them any trouble."
Nerry looked up. “What, she doesn’t trust me to not cause trouble?”
“Nerry, nobody trusts you to not cause trouble.” Herrigan replied over his shoulder.
***
Bella followed Senri back into the kitchen. "Okays...let's sees..." She climbed back up onto the stool. "Okays, nows we's cooks the berries."
Hoddmimir folded his arms and leaned back in the chair. Were the people outside of Freeport always this boring?
The flute’s voice was soft and well toned. The music felt old and enchanted. It had been a while since he had played this flute and Aloysiius continued the tune.
Rothgut glanced around. Satisfied that no one was within ear shot he began to explain. "The Rhythm is in alls things ands all things is a parts of the rhythms. We's feels its with paw ands whisker ands tail. We's reads its ands adapts to its. By readings its we's cans prepare. That's is why our peoples was nots afraids when the grounds shooks ands the moon fells. The changed in the rhythms tolds us it would be such before." He glanced at his son and the kitchen where his daughter was and continued. "Alls Ratongas feel its to some extents. Somes, likes Bellacouste feels its stronglys. That's is why she does nots cover her feets, but walks upons the earth. I thinks, sometimes, that thats is why she wents to Qeynos, because she felts in the Rhythm thats that is where our peoples woulds belongs, before we’s felts its ourselves. She says thats walkings in shoes is likes listenings to musics with her ears covereds or lookings at arts with her eyes half closeds. It is why she fears heights sometimes, because she is so connected to the rhythm of the earths. Others has little awareness with the rhythms. Charlemin barely feels its at alls." He took a deep breath. "The rhythm is why we's dance ands what we's dance to's. It is..." He struggled to find the word. "It is...felt."
***
Aleteriq reached up and grabbed Llew's hand. He felt scared suddenly.
"You should rest. He's going to get some mages who might be able to help you." Rene said.
***
Padparadisch was still growling at Asphodelus as she dragged him across the little bridge over the canal. By the time they passed the statue of Queen Antonia he had managed to get his ear out of her grasp.
“I am not going.” He growled.
Del folded her arms across her chest.
***
Nordri nodded. “We’ll ‘ave ter see wha’ we kin manage.”
In the library of the Guild Hall Grumblefoot thumbed through a book. He reached into his pocket and grasped the stone. ‘Tha’ migh’ be our only option.’ He sighed aloud. ‘Ay ain’ findin’ much ‘ere. Ay’m gonna keep lookin’ though.’
((I've got every post from this and the previous thread saved to my computer. It’s so much more than I thought it was. Two years of RP makes for a lot of text. ))