It was not hard to see the kind of person Ruth truly was, even without his dear friend explaining it in frankly the kindest way possible, such a person was simply a frustration when he still sought out critical answers about the world around him. But he could not blame one so young for acting in such a way, everyone had secrets, things they wanted to hide, masks to be worn and this was no different. He was not going to change his tone or raise his voice to the boy, when all he seemed to want from him was a negative reaction. Plenty he was sure could provide that, but his focus over the past few weeks had been singular in gaining more knowledge and he would not be swayed from that just yet.
[color=#008e02]"Ma serannas, falon. It is far more than I have learnt in these past few months from other spirits and it explains a great deal as to why I have seen so few on my travels even far from Arlathan, though this place is not how I remember it. I suppose it cannot be anymore. I will endure."[/color]
A flicker of sadness, yet a faint smile nonetheless, speaking with one he called friend had eased his mind somewhat. If there was little to be found here, it meant more was left, places of his home yet to be restored as they should be before the Veil had been raised. He wondered what had survived and for that, he would have to start investigating the paths between the eluvians that were active. But that was for another day, another time, for now he'd find better use of mapping this city and what had changed. If such a place were to be attacked by Elgar'nan, he'd need to know how to get in and out quietly, and so that is where he moved. Tomes not of untold legends picked up, but now of maps, both the oldest and the newest they had that the elvhen began to look through. What wasn't here, he could explore on foot tonight.
The mutterings from Ruth were such that he was only half paying attention, a humming here and there to show he did understand, but that his gaze was focused elsewhere. Though when he spoke to ask of that wolf, he did at least do the polite thing of looking back before asking only then turning away, best not to let either of them see his expressions when speaking of him. What caught his attention was how the young elf referred to him, a new name for the people of this time to know him by perhaps? But why Pride, of all things? He could be so certainly, but to name himself as such seemed somewhat out of place, perhaps in due time he could ask why.
[color=#008e02]"Thank you for confirming what I have already heard about him Ruth, it is very helpful,"[/color] For once it was meant with complete sincerity, Sylaise had said the same, though in a far softer manner as was her way. But two stating the same thing could not be wrong, which meant he had perhaps been a fool in leaving without disturbing the wards the wolf had made. Troubles to think on later. A shake of his head at the question that followed and a small smile offered to Compassion before he could feel such a presence fade more into the background, far more mixed in with the younger's own magic most likely. [color=#008e02]"Do as you wish, I will likely be here for some time."[/color] He had a lot to understand about this city, and most importantly was what had changed since he had slept.
[color=#008e02]"Ma serannas, falon. It is far more than I have learnt in these past few months from other spirits and it explains a great deal as to why I have seen so few on my travels even far from Arlathan, though this place is not how I remember it. I suppose it cannot be anymore. I will endure."[/color]
A flicker of sadness, yet a faint smile nonetheless, speaking with one he called friend had eased his mind somewhat. If there was little to be found here, it meant more was left, places of his home yet to be restored as they should be before the Veil had been raised. He wondered what had survived and for that, he would have to start investigating the paths between the eluvians that were active. But that was for another day, another time, for now he'd find better use of mapping this city and what had changed. If such a place were to be attacked by Elgar'nan, he'd need to know how to get in and out quietly, and so that is where he moved. Tomes not of untold legends picked up, but now of maps, both the oldest and the newest they had that the elvhen began to look through. What wasn't here, he could explore on foot tonight.
The mutterings from Ruth were such that he was only half paying attention, a humming here and there to show he did understand, but that his gaze was focused elsewhere. Though when he spoke to ask of that wolf, he did at least do the polite thing of looking back before asking only then turning away, best not to let either of them see his expressions when speaking of him. What caught his attention was how the young elf referred to him, a new name for the people of this time to know him by perhaps? But why Pride, of all things? He could be so certainly, but to name himself as such seemed somewhat out of place, perhaps in due time he could ask why.
[color=#008e02]"Thank you for confirming what I have already heard about him Ruth, it is very helpful,"[/color] For once it was meant with complete sincerity, Sylaise had said the same, though in a far softer manner as was her way. But two stating the same thing could not be wrong, which meant he had perhaps been a fool in leaving without disturbing the wards the wolf had made. Troubles to think on later. A shake of his head at the question that followed and a small smile offered to Compassion before he could feel such a presence fade more into the background, far more mixed in with the younger's own magic most likely. [color=#008e02]"Do as you wish, I will likely be here for some time."[/color] He had a lot to understand about this city, and most importantly was what had changed since he had slept.
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