Solo Time with his goddess

[Ilxii]

Season of Summer, Day 22, 513 AV

The day had been wearing thin, the final hours of this day some would say. Ilxii had been strolling through the streets of Syliras, his destined location nobody would know.

The way he walked had been odd, it had been like he was sleeping. He gave a curt smile as he moved toward his home. He did not go in however, he moved instead toward the grassland. Now placing his Apothecary Chest down near the roots of a tree.

This being night time not much folk had been around, he lowered himself down as he spoke to his Goddess Rak'keli for his nightly prayer, hands had been clasped on the top of his Apothecary chest. Words soft, slow and calculated.

"Hello, Rak'keli.. Thank you for this nice day of peace, sun and people to help. My Mother and Father had told me that you would like to see your followers, I myself really to excel in all arts of healing and use the herbs, wildlife and plants to create potions to cure or ease down the common of illnesses.

In the plants i have found your beauty, in the air i have felt your breathe.. You must be watching our kind for something...

What i have come to ask of you, My Goddess. Is a sign, to show that you truely do want me to continue my plans of furthering my edcucation in your ways and medicines.

Should i wait for some time to advance my learnings or should i jump right in, if i knew you at all, i would say you would respond to me in the manner of i should jump in and learn..

Ever Faithful, Ilxii."

After his words, he opened his eyes for the rare occasion of some, holding a silence for 60 seconds. Clasping his Apothecary kit shut, only after touching the top of each item inside. Now rising up, he moves toward his home, ready to rest and see what his goddess brings him in the new day.

[Ilxii]

Season of Summer, Day 23, 513 AV

Ilxii moved out of his house quite early in the morning, the sky was still setting to be light, the air had been cold. He peeked up with his slanted eyes, doing the same as the night before, lowering his Apothecary kit down onto the ground by the same tree. Lowering his head and closing his eyes.

Good morning, my Goddess.

May you watch down on me while i aid the hurt, may your breathe caress my very hands as i clean ones wounds..

Im not very thoughtful today, so please dont frown apon such little worsds. I plan to follow some of the Medics that are vast of my age, learn how to filter plants and weeds to make cures for common colds.

Yes, i am going to follow what my parents have said, but mainly i shall follow your path..

Have a nice and watchful day, My Goddess.

Ever faithful, Ilxii

With them words, he paused in a few moments of silence as he looked up at the growing light sky, again his eyes fully open for if Rak'keli had listened to his words and watched down. At the end of his silence, he moved his fingers over his equipment in his Apothecary Set before closing it. Not heading toward his home, yet heading toward the mainland of his city..

[Ilxii]

Season of Summer, Day 24, 513 AV

Woke up, early as he normally had to pray, stretching out as he stood out of his bed. Moving his clothing over his body, he peaks out of the window to see the day slowly unfolding. Turning away from the window to grab his Apothecary Kit, now opening the door and step out. Taking one large breathe of air he moved out toward the normal tree, as per usual he placed his kit down near the base of the tree. He lowered himself down and prays to his goddess, Rak'keli.

"Good Morning, Goddess. The day seems to be a beautiful one, thanks to you. The flowers are blooming and the air is nice. I hear there is some knights in Syridal that has some vast knowledge of healing. One person even claims that they have a book of your very own knowledge. If you are looking down on me, may you watch me mingle with this group of people, maybe just maybe get that book of your secrets. I wish to learn everything about you and your kind gestures toward mankind, maybe one day become your number one deciple.

Yours, Faithful. Ilxii"

He opens his eyes like he would everyday, showing his goddess his not normally seen emarald green eyes. Standing up but still peeking to the sky, staying put for a moment or two of silence. Now the silence had ended he decides to move back to his housing, to ready himself for the new day.