08-28-2014, 02:46 PM
The older man lowered his hand and took in the tension emanating from the younger.
“Jaxen is it? You do be quite right, Jaxen. There did be a day I would no heal so much as a cut without first seeking your permission. These days many of the formalities begin to fall away.”
He cocked his head in a bow which imparted an apology with no lessening of his authority.
“I promise no harm did be done you.”
Tarin stood, walked to the mantle and selected a carved ivory pipe.
“You do be curious and if I do read you right, likely as no to get into trouble trying to find your way in the world as you be. That do be why I exist, to help you find your way.”
He nodded to a tray of food sitting on the table at Jaxen’s side.
“Help yourself if you like. Healing do take energy. Eat while I talk, if it do please you.”
The smells from the domed tray on the table were tantalizing. Tarin filled his pipe from a silver cask, lighting it with a flame that appeared to hover over the bowl. Moments later the flame disappeared and Tarin walked back to his seat, puffing on his pipe with satisfaction.
“First, this place.”
He gestured to the room with a wave.
“You do no longer be in your own world, or rather you do be in an unseen part of the world, call it a dream. I can no explain more.”
His face seemed sorrowful.
“There do be much I can no explain.”
He sighed heavily and went on.
“I do be here to help you with important first steps for one like you, so that you might live. The rest,”
he shrugged,
“the rest you do have to rediscover on your own, and Fortune help you.”
He crossed his leg over a knee.
“So, the beginning. Do you be in control of what you do?”
“Jaxen is it? You do be quite right, Jaxen. There did be a day I would no heal so much as a cut without first seeking your permission. These days many of the formalities begin to fall away.”
He cocked his head in a bow which imparted an apology with no lessening of his authority.
“I promise no harm did be done you.”
Tarin stood, walked to the mantle and selected a carved ivory pipe.
“You do be curious and if I do read you right, likely as no to get into trouble trying to find your way in the world as you be. That do be why I exist, to help you find your way.”
He nodded to a tray of food sitting on the table at Jaxen’s side.
“Help yourself if you like. Healing do take energy. Eat while I talk, if it do please you.”
The smells from the domed tray on the table were tantalizing. Tarin filled his pipe from a silver cask, lighting it with a flame that appeared to hover over the bowl. Moments later the flame disappeared and Tarin walked back to his seat, puffing on his pipe with satisfaction.
“First, this place.”
He gestured to the room with a wave.
“You do no longer be in your own world, or rather you do be in an unseen part of the world, call it a dream. I can no explain more.”
His face seemed sorrowful.
“There do be much I can no explain.”
He sighed heavily and went on.
“I do be here to help you with important first steps for one like you, so that you might live. The rest,”
he shrugged,
“the rest you do have to rediscover on your own, and Fortune help you.”
He crossed his leg over a knee.
“So, the beginning. Do you be in control of what you do?”