Krile- So you possess the ears and the tail of a cat, what else ?
The cafeteria is emptying, and among the last remaining groups is a Nekali and an Etrek facing one another, observing one another.
Safran- Got the eyes and the claws as well !
Krile- The eyes ? Wait, you can see in the dark ?
Safran- Well, not in complete darkness, that's a Dark Elf thing. But I do have better sensitivity in the dark than Lyunes, Flyhns, Sylvans, and I'd guess Etreks too.
Krile is pensive. Their food plates are empty, but they are focused on the conversation.
Safran- Your turn, you got the bark, but what about roots ? Leaves ?
Krile- Haha, no my friend, I do not sprout leaves. But I can make roots to grab onto the ground and stabilise my position.
Safran- What... What does that even mean ?
Krile- Well, my feet just.... grab the ground. I don't know how better to explain it. And when I'm rooted in place I cannot move. Willingly or not. I become impervious to any attempt to move me.
Safran- Huh... Lots of fancy talk by the way.
Krile- Ah.. I guess language evolved slower in the Etrek province than in the Lyune's vast territory, I apologise.
Safran- xD There's no need to apologise.
Leklin- Whatcha guys talkin about ?
Both get startled and turn to the Dark Elf who appeared behind them with a cafeteria tray in his hands.
Krile- Hey you made it.
Leklin, sitting down with them- Sorry, took a detour. I see you've met our orange cat.
Safran- I have a name.
Leklin, smiling but turning to Krile- Did you have a hard time finding your way here ?
Safran stays silent and glances sheepishly at Krile. Leklin looks at both worriedly.
Krile- Well.. about that...
Krile takes a few minutes to explain what happened with Ralph, and Leklin frowns as he listens.
Leklin- Yep, sounds like the dickhead he is. What you did was nice, but now you're roped up in this.
Krile- Do not worry about me. I can handle myself in a fight. Even a fist fight if needs be.
Leklin- Don't be so confident, he's got no remorse, and a tendency to use his earth magic where he shouldn't.
Krile- But I heard magic isn't allowed outside the Arena.
Safran- Ha ! As if he cares.
Krile- But he'll get detected then, right ?
Leklin- You.. don't know, do you ?
Krile- ??
Safran- Hey be nice to him, it's not his fault he was basically cut off from civilisation his whole life !
Krile, offended- !?!? I wasn't !
Safran, to Krile- How many people had you seen before coming to Mekair ?
Krile- Well, all of Azudour of course. Every Etrek on the continent except the ostracised ones, so about 140.
Safran- Did you know all of them ?
Krile, upset- Of course ! By name !
Leklin- Anyone else ? Anyone who isn't an Etrek ?
Krile- ... Well... There was this Dark Elf that came in to trade with our blacksmith once...
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Tales of Six
FantasíaIn a world where elemental magic is as common as steel, a young woman discovers she can push the limits of what is possible with shadows. But how ? And why her ? Fire, air, light, nature, water, and shadow are the six pure elements that make up ele...
