They were ushered to a small room before anyome had any more chance to speak. There was a brunette, the two men from before, Alija and the Lord of Chamber, whatever his name was. That was the one part Alija did not care for: politics were a dull and boring subject, never crossing with her blacksmithing. She paid him no more respect than the others in that room.
There was a red robed woman in the room with another man, Tranaris as he had been called. She called herself Melara, and she had summoned them to face threats even greater than what was happening. Her words were cryptic and seemed to avoid any answers, just creating more question.
Three before her gave their answers. Simple yeses, no questions nor doubts. That left her and the other man. Alija felt her curiousity get the better of her, and has to ask something, "I am a blacksmith. Why would I be summoned? I have no skills of use to anyone, unless you gave me lots of time and a well equipped forge. I doubt I'll have either."
It was either that or her Auristics. But she didn't think of that till after asking, until after doing what she had been told not to do. It wasn't her usual self, but this wasn't her usual situation. After all, being told that there were worse things than the unimaginable things that were occurring at that moment wasn't an everyday event.
"But I'll do it. For Zeltiva." And because if she didn't find out the answers, curiosity would kill her. "What now?"
There was a red robed woman in the room with another man, Tranaris as he had been called. She called herself Melara, and she had summoned them to face threats even greater than what was happening. Her words were cryptic and seemed to avoid any answers, just creating more question.
Three before her gave their answers. Simple yeses, no questions nor doubts. That left her and the other man. Alija felt her curiousity get the better of her, and has to ask something, "I am a blacksmith. Why would I be summoned? I have no skills of use to anyone, unless you gave me lots of time and a well equipped forge. I doubt I'll have either."
It was either that or her Auristics. But she didn't think of that till after asking, until after doing what she had been told not to do. It wasn't her usual self, but this wasn't her usual situation. After all, being told that there were worse things than the unimaginable things that were occurring at that moment wasn't an everyday event.
"But I'll do it. For Zeltiva." And because if she didn't find out the answers, curiosity would kill her. "What now?"