she was powerful not because she wasn't scared,
but because she went on strongly despite her fear.
but because she went on strongly despite her fear.
As the adage says, the more you know, the more you realize you don't know. That is why Maerys understood why Willoughby said she had seen a lot, but not enough. Every new rendezvous created the opportunity for hundreds of more, and each of them was brimming with exponential potential to unearth new knowledge.
Maerys noticed the maiden's eyes slip down to the terrain, to the spot of dirt that rest naked, but could not pinpoint what her expression meant. Was she bothered Maerys had extracted it from the soil? The warrior understood that more blossomed in the expanse around them, that her uprooting one plant would not devastate the established ecosystem in Delumine.
"I may knoweth more than the average soul, but not enough to becometh a medic," she explained while watching her collect the plant. "I only learned about this plant during combat training one day," the tale began. "I hadst been watching two others train" - their match had been a choreographed shuffle of war - "and injury in spars doest occureth." She could recall the strain and passion that had modified their spar, intensifying what had previously been a simple mediocre training session. "'Tis not oft, but it doest happen ocassionally," Maerys added, taking extra caution not to intimidate the newcomer - Deluminians were not habitually barbaric personalities. "The medic came with vervain, claimed it repaired nerve damage while also relieving stress, and tended to the pair." And because the plant could only persevere in this meadow, among the fronds of bee balm and poppies, not existing in other parts of Novus, it was deemed more and more precious the further away from Delumine it was brought.
Maerys was uncertain how much the traveler's instrument cost, or how much she had already earned, but surely Delumie's bounteous flora would carry her closer to her goal.
Maerys noticed the maiden's eyes slip down to the terrain, to the spot of dirt that rest naked, but could not pinpoint what her expression meant. Was she bothered Maerys had extracted it from the soil? The warrior understood that more blossomed in the expanse around them, that her uprooting one plant would not devastate the established ecosystem in Delumine.
"I may knoweth more than the average soul, but not enough to becometh a medic," she explained while watching her collect the plant. "I only learned about this plant during combat training one day," the tale began. "I hadst been watching two others train" - their match had been a choreographed shuffle of war - "and injury in spars doest occureth." She could recall the strain and passion that had modified their spar, intensifying what had previously been a simple mediocre training session. "'Tis not oft, but it doest happen ocassionally," Maerys added, taking extra caution not to intimidate the newcomer - Deluminians were not habitually barbaric personalities. "The medic came with vervain, claimed it repaired nerve damage while also relieving stress, and tended to the pair." And because the plant could only persevere in this meadow, among the fronds of bee balm and poppies, not existing in other parts of Novus, it was deemed more and more precious the further away from Delumine it was brought.
Maerys was uncertain how much the traveler's instrument cost, or how much she had already earned, but surely Delumie's bounteous flora would carry her closer to her goal.
M A E R Y S
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