Closed Not only birds have wings [Irriari]

[Amelia Cross]

Amelia was glad to hear that the woman was interested in sharing the knowledge about her kind, it made her happy. She didn’t get a lot of chances to study other cultures and races, she didn’t travel as far as she’d like to. So the stories that other tell her, was as close as she could get to the rumored places of the world, like Wind Reach and Alvadas. But she didn’t openly state her thoughts, as she just simply nodded her head.

She saw The girl move her lips, it was unusual, some noises…not really, maybe just some that Amelia imagined would come rolling down her lips. She felt quite awkward once she explained that there would be no way of her learning their language. It was a shame, but she understood. ”Irriari? That’s quite unusual, but I assume it’s common for…was it..Zith?” she questioned, afraid to get it wrong ”I’m Amelia, Amelia Cross” She introduced herself in return.

”Don’t worry, I’d be more than simply ignorant, to try and anger someone who studies poison and has claws” she slightly chuckled. ”I think we could work that out latter, maybe you could teach me how to fight, after all I’m close to nothing in combat” she explained, still cheerful in her tone, as her father and mother never really thought it would be proper for her to learn it, probably since she was a ‘girl’.

She patted her pale finger against her chin. Wondering where and how to exactly begin teaching her how to read and write. She needed some paper and ink, but she hadn’t taken any with her today as she didn’t expect she will have the need for them, after all, she was prepared for some more practical lessons. ”Well, the first step in teaching you how to read, would be teaching you the alphabet, but…It isn’t quite easy since I don’t have paper or ink with me today”

Amelia was really worried, and she wasn’t sure what to do. ”Maybe, if you are ok with it, we could meet up here, tomorrow? I could bring paper and ink with me?” was the best she could offer.

[Irriari]

Irriari wasn’t sure how to react to her luck. While she had come to the Institute to find books on poison and philtering, she had stumbled upon on of the few nice humans in Ravok. Doubt and caution sought to undermine any joy that she felt. One quick glance at the woman assured her that she wasn’t a fighter. The lean muscles that were hidden under the folds of her dress would be constricted under the fabric. No wonder she chose to study hypnotism- it was subtle, and it fit with her image. The woman introduced herself as Amelia, and Irriari recited the name a few times, hoping that she could remember it for a few days. That alone would be success.

“Irriari isn’t a common name in the colony. We take violent words in Common to use among slaves and humans. We have names in our own language to use among ourselves, of course. My name was once Sunder, but I changed it, due to some disagreements with the colony. It’s nice to meet you, Amelia.”

The zith paused for a second, wondering how she could teach Amelia to fight when she had no claws.

“Well, I fight with my claws… and seeing as you don’t have any, my style of unarmed combat isn’t going to work. I also use a short bow, but I can’t see you carrying one around Ravok. What about poison? Once I find some recipes for contact poisons, I’ll have a bigger selection of poisons to craft. Poison is an elegant weapon. You can spread it on a woman’s jewelry box or door handle and wait for the results.”

Irriari stopped for a moment, knowing that she could talk about poison for days, if given the chance.

“The choice between the two is yours, of course.”

Amelia made a good point. Unless she wished to read a book on hypnotism, there would be no way that they could start today.

“That sounds good to me. I can bring my book on philtering, though I doubt we’ll have any use for it. Once you decide on a style of fighting, we can figure out where you can learn. Neither of my disciplines are as portable as paper and ink.”

[Amelia Cross]

The possible name, Sunder, sent shivers up Amelia’s spine. She couldn’t think of a valid reason for someone to name anyone like that…so it made her wonder, how she got hers, back then. None the less, she decided to avoid the question for now, not sure would it be worth it…after all, it could might as well end with a demonstration. And it could be quite ugly. ”colonies, is that like a family?” she asked, remembering how symenestra call their family a 'web'..."do you call your families differently, like the symenestra call theirs a web?"

Amelia hadn’t taken into account that the zith had claws, while she had nothing but her nails that were more than just fragile, they pretty much broke at most of actions Amelia did. ”good point, my nails are nowhere near your claws” a bit of a joke, but her sense of humor wasn’t usually understood by others ”poison could be interesting, and you would probably have fun reading about it to…maybe that could even be the best option, as I could learn while I teach? No?”

”In that case, we could meet here…let’s say…tomorrow about this time? Or maybe earlier?” she asked, not sure what time would her newly found pupil find best ”I’ll bring paper and ink, and we will be able to go around the whole teaching process” she finished with repeating her own, earlier statement.

If the Zith agreed, then there would be nothing left for the two to do, and Amelia could just go on, and continue to try and catch birds for her experiments.

oocugh, sorry this is so….short, but I think that was the most I could do without having her go ooc

[Irriari]

Irriari could see that the girl was uneasy at the mention of her chosen name. When Sevrai had told her the definition of the word, it had seemed so beautiful. To break in half. She smiled slightly at the memory. The first time she had repeated the word, she had fallen in love with it. It sounded far better than Fierce, which was a hard edged word that didn’t flow off the tongue at all.

“I suppose you could call a colony a family of sorts, though I wouldn’t call my colony such. Zith do not live in their own single family groups like humans.”

Realizing her error, Irriari quickly amended her statement.

“Well some do. The colony I was from housed fifty of my kind, with about fifteen human slaves. Elders govern the colony. I don’t think anyone knows how many colonies there are though, as most are hidden to protect us.”

Irriari was relieved that the woman was interested in poisoncrafting. It would be far easier to teach than how to use a short bow, and the zith knew that her own bow skills were quite rudimentary.

“Yes, that works. Around this time would be better for my eyes. My kind has issues with bright sunlight, though I can manage if it’s a necessity.”

Irriari put extra emphasis on necessity before continuing.

“That sounds fine. Let’s meet here, and we can move from there.”

She smiled again, less briefly this time, before heading home.

[Alric Wilmot]

Grades Amelia Cross Persuasion +1 Planning +1 Teaching +3 Lores: Zith, Irriari studies poison and interrogation, Irriari (basic) Irriari Intimidation +2 Intelligence +1 Lores: Amelia experiments on Birds, Amelia studies hypnotism, Hypnotism(general knowledge), Magic(what it is), Djed, Amelia Cross(basic) Notes Secret : I gave Irriari intelligence for her deductive reasoning in finding out that hypnotism was a Personal magic on her own. I also left out extra additions on Zith and Djed because I believe they were discussed enough that your characters would know about what is written in the Wiki, save that which is mentioned as not well known. If I added anything, It was because it came across as incomplete knowledge, so you might not know everything in the wiki. Any problems, please PM me.