Consulting Time's Tapestry [Dev'Ania]

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Consulting Time's Tapestry [Dev'Ania]

Postby Alric Lysane on December 18th, 2021, 6:40 pm



34th Winter – The Outpost – Courtyard Cantina

He had sent a small letter to Zach, he had had no idea where he specifically lived beyond Lhavit and so had entrusted a messenger already taking missives to take it to the city and see if it could make its way to the man. He had thought much upon their conversation and his words, his offers and in particular the fact that his love was a fortune teller. He had been as polite as he could with the requested audience, he didn't know Dev'Ania's customs, and the fact that he would happily reimburse for her troubles.

That was some days agon and now, on the appointed day he sat in the appointed place, the Courtyard Cantina where it had all truly begun with Tazrae. He liked the synchronicity of it, seeking possible answers to the future where his current past had begun, and his old past had started to be revealed. He was starting to think that this Vas was right, their paths were entwined – at least for now. He didn’t know how long that prediction was supposed to be, but he hoped it was a long time. Still he had taken in the advice about preparing and he figured that there was no better preparation than possibly knowing the future.

He had ordered some food, a decent selection should she choose to arrive, and some wine to wash it down with. As he waited he watched people pass by, trying to read their walks and listen in on their chatter. Nothing particularly noteworthy was discovered though it was gratifying that he heard no rumours of Nymkarta or anyone asking after one. Instead it seemed to be all business, talks about price and negotiation, good quality vendors recommended and so on. He was not sure how this predicting was supposed to go but either way he would do as he told Taz that he believed – forge his own destiny. He would not rely upon it like a crutch.

But any information, no matter what it is or where it comes from, provides a framework. Even if the framework is lies you can still tell what they want you to know and think from there he mused to himself as he picked at the food.

No doubt he would be laughed at when he mentioned it at their next meeting. He was starting to feel, deep down, that there would be some sort of confrontation. He was far from ready for it, but he planned on being as soon as he could be. At that point he was not sure what he would do, whether he would go it alone or take his allies. He suspected that it would be alone, no one else was in Sunberth and everyone he knew that might be of help were half a world away. No, despite the grimness of the thoughts and his desire not to have it so it felt more and more like he would be standing alone in physicality, if not in the spirit.

He hoped that that would change but it didn’t seem a likely prediction even he could make, and he knew more than the fortune teller would.



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Consulting Time's Tapestry [Dev'Ania]

Postby Dev'Ania on January 18th, 2022, 2:55 am

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34th of Winter, 521 AV


The newly famed Dovecote of Lhavit towered above the konti as she stood outside its grand door and admired it. Stepping into the other side of the door, she was greeted by the caretakers of the tower, along with the flapping of bird wings above as they entered and exited the dovecote. She looked around in awe as the birds flew around overhead.

The konti’s gaze was snatched by the tower’s caretaker - her eyes being immediately pulled towards the white wings that protruded from her head. Dev was fascinated by the sight and found it hard to look away, but out of respect, she diverted her eyes to the woman’s and smiled warmly.

“Ah-hello. I…I was just looking for the way to the Outpost? My partner said it was through this door…” Dev’s voice trailed off as she waited for the woman to respond. The woman simply pointed back at the door and nodded.

“Oh… okay.” As odd as it was, Dev followed the gesture and turned back to the door she had just come through.

Today, Dev’Ania was visiting The Outpost for the first time. After receiving a letter, Zach had told her about a friend he had met while at the Outpost, and how he was requesting her fortune-telling services. Dev was very happy to help, as any friend of Zach’s was a friend of hers as well, now. Not to mention, this would be a great opportunity to reach more potential customers in different places.

Walking back through the tower’s door, she was met with the refreshing warmth of The Outpost. She had dressed very lightly as advised by Zach, and thankfully so. For a moment, she stood and took in the warmth that enveloped her, trying to adjust to the desert climate that she was not familiar with. The Outpost was truly something to marvel at. People scurried around mingling and trading rare goods from around Mizahar. Based on just appearances, there seemed to be so many people of different backgrounds and cultures. It was no doubt more diverse than Lhavit.

With the help of the letter and further directions from Zach, Dev was able to find her way to where she was to meet Zach’s friend - the Courtyard Cantina. Standing at the entrance of the cantina, Dev surveyed over the crowded courtyard to search for the man she was to meet, until she spotted him, sitting at a table full of food. She walked over with a warm smile on her face and spoke softly before the man.

“Alric, is it?”
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Consulting Time's Tapestry [Dev'Ania]

Postby Alric Lysane on January 19th, 2022, 6:00 pm



He wasn’t kept waiting an overly long time before the one he had been awaiting arrived. Not that it would have mattered at any rate, he was quite relaxed as he picked at various foodstuffs sparingly, watching the crowds come and go. People were fascinating, though when Dev’Ania arrived their fasciation was replaced with hers. He saw her before she spied him, after all he was but one face amongst many. It would be impossible to miss a delicate, delightful Konti amidst the crowd of more ‘average; Outpost visitors. She was quite pretty, though a little too slender for his own tastes. Still, he could see what Zach had seen in her, before getting to know her more deeply of course.

Dressed lightly, her blue scales shimmering ad shining as she moved in the light, she had a determined gaze that was good to see. When she had finally spied him, he leaned back into his chair, not for the first time wondering whether his fate was something he – or anyone – would really wish to read. Still, the die was cast and she greeted him warmly. He smiled in return and gestured to the seat opposite him when she was ready for it.

“Yes, for my sins, which I am sure are many,” he tried, trying to humour as a way of breaking any awkwardness, “Zach is indeed a lucky man. He spoke very warmly of you in our meeting, he cares for you deeply. Though I’m sure you know that already. Please, eat whatever you like, I can’t finish it all without getting a bit to snug for my belt after all”

He moved a few of the plates around, making a bit of space upon the table in front of her. He wasn’t expecting her to get straight down to her reading, however she did it, but still he wouldn’t be called rude towards the partner of a friend. Leaning back once more he studied her for a few moments, wondering how it was that someone became a fortune teller. It was almost encoded in universal myth that her people were magical, but his scepticism ran deep. He did not doubt her skills, he just assumed his destiny was not so important that it would be particularly readable – at least that was what he had thought not too long ago.

“A pleasure Dev’Ania,” he said once she seemed to have settled herself to her liking, “I was wondering with Zach, speaking of my hunting friend, how it was someone actually became a teller of fortunes? Is it something anyone can learn, or is it sort of…born in?” he asked.

He was curious, though he also wanted to see what she would say. No doubt she was used to such questions, likely received them with every reading she performed, but he had found over the years that you could tell a lot about someone, and their skills, by asking seemingly stupid questions. Not to mention the fact that whatever glimpses of the future he might be given this day, he had to be reasonably sure that they were viable as predictions. He had much to fear, many things to face and as always he suspected the forewarned would be forearmed.

“I don’t suppose that I could pull out cards, or runes, and so on…and it just works for me, no?” he smiled softly.


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