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Old July 12, 2018, 05:15 PM   #1 (permalink)
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[Port Alyxandrya]The Breeze at Dawn has Secrets to Tell You, Don't Go Back to Sleep

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No matter how much it became routine, Calanon was still not a fan of hauling himself from the warmth and comfort of bed, nor from Kailin’s arms, and he huffed out a sigh as he rolled away, only for it to turn into a yawn as if to underline the fact that it was really too early to be considering rising. And yet, despite this rational and reasonable argument, the elf persevered, dressed as quickly and quietly as he was able and then slipped out of the bedroom he shared with his beloved and down the stairs.

The sitting room was still and quiet, the pale grey light of a dawn not quite sprung spilling through the windows, but Calanon didn’t pause here either. Instead, in a well trodden routine, he picked up his sword from where he’d set it the darkening before, and moved through the kitchen and out into the backyard, booted feet leaving soft impressions in the still dew dampened grass as he made his way to the centre of the small lawned area.

Once there, the male pushed his body through a series of stretches, chasing away the last vestiges of sleep and unfurling any of the kinks and knots born of the darkening's rest. It seemed an almost seamless shift then, as the sword was drawn from its sheath and the lithe form of the elf began to flow through a repeating series of movements, fluid and graceful, even as the blade cut through the air with exacting precision. Of course, Calanon was unable to appreciate the results of his dedication as any watching from afar might, and the Sylrosian was not really thinking about what he was doing by this point. It was just a natural shift from one pattern into another, and his mind instead sharpened and focused to a point where he relied more on muscle memory to take care of the steps he moved through.

Six months now he had been rehearsing these forms, at least once a day if not more, and it was like second nature. And yet, he still cycled through the movements numerous times, the silver white of the blade catching the early rays of the suns and sending light skittering around him in a fountain every now and then,the only unchoreographed moment in the entire scene.

Eventually though, the elf stilled, the sword point resting lightly on the ground at his feet, his breaths coming a little faster after the exertion. Cal remained so for a little while, letting himself come gradually back to the moment and even then, taking the time to appreciate the relative quiet around him. What could have been the soft words of a prayer were sent skywards, and then at last the swordsman relented, sheathed the blade once more and turned back toward the house.
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Old July 15, 2018, 09:23 PM   #2 (permalink)
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It was a swift kick to her bladder had Niven up not long after Calanon. Her sleep had been restless and uncomfortable as the babies had done in utero acrobatics all darkening long. The elfess was certain that sleep was going to forever be a thing of the past. Usually, the elfess would sleep and rest for as long as she could, most often just in time to help Kailin cook Rosyun before she and Calanon left for their activities for the brightening, but this brightening was different. After using the chamber pot with extreme difficulty, Niven put on her lilac dressing gown and sleepily patted her night table for a flint and steel to light her candle.

Certain that there was no one else awake at this ungodly candlemark, Niven lit her candle and moved towards the kitchen for a little snack and some water. Juno still snored on the carpet sitting at the base of the crib that was sitting all ready for the babies. It was going to be any brightening now, the druidess was sure.

Once arriving in the kitchen, Niven placed the candlestick on the counter and reached for a glass to get some water out of the cistern. It was at this moment that she chose to glance up and outside at her handiwork in the back garden and caught sight of the form of Calanon doing some sort of strange movements with his sword.

Turning the water off, the elfess watched as he made his graceful movements one after another, his sword slicing through the air, wondering what the feth he was doing and why in Aeternia he was awake before the suns were up. The first of them was just starting to peak up over the horizon.

Her confusion still on her features, Niven shook her head and turned away to grab a grapefruit from the fruit bowl and a knife from the drawer. Slicing the grapefruit in half she grabbed both halves and brought them to the table with two spoons, before going back for the candle. Sitting down with some effort in the chair, she started into her early morning snack and waited for Calanon to finish and come back inside.

She definitely had some questions.
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Calanon had not expected to find anyone awake when he returned to the house. Usually, he timed his practice so he might slip back into bed for half a candlemark or so before it was Kailin’s turn to pull herself away from him and start her day. Not this brightening though. The light spilling from the kitchen window was enough to inform him this would be different, but still, he paused in the doorway when he saw Niven sitting at the table, an unreadable expression on his face before there was an almost smile and a quietly spoken ‘Quel amrun, Niven”.

The male turned away to push the door closed behind him, and also to give him a moment to gather his thoughts. He had known, of course, that this conversation would come around, sooner or later. But, now he was actually faced with the possibility of it, he couldn’t help but wonder what his kinswoman might think. Still he mused, as he deftly unfastened the sword belt from around his hips, perhaps this would not be the moment anyway. Perhaps she had just awoken? Calanon slid a glance toward the blonde as he crossed the room to set Adilah down, one dark eyebrow raised.

“You are awake early. I hope I didn’t disturb you?”

He seriously he doubted that he had, having quite perfected the art of escaping without waking anyone many eras ago, for..other reasons. But as he stopped to fill a glass of water, Cal chanced he could feel her gaze burning into his back. Wishful thinking that she had not seen then, and was brimming with questions?

If anything, he supposed it was a surprise she had not stumbled across him practicing before now. Some days he ventured further afield, but many mornings he had spent practicing in the small overgrown garden, from when they had very first moved in. Indeed, it was where he’d found himself in the immediate aftermath of that fateful confrontation where Niven had revealed the babes she carried were his. Only his movements on that day had shown none of the control and precision he strived for, but had been wild and unconstructed. More an outlet for his churning emotions than any attempt to finesse his skills. A brief sigh before Calanon tipped the glass and drank down half the glass of water, turning then to lean back against the sink, eyes settling back on the elfess, a slight furrow of concern scoring down between his brows.

“Is it too late for you to go back to bed? No chance of further sleep?”
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“Quel amrun, Calanon,” Niven replied to his greeting, also keeping her voice low, trying to hide her confusion at what she had witnessed behind another spoonful of grapefruit. “Is it chilly out there this morning?”

Sensing his discomfort at her having come upon him and likely intruding on his private time, Niven stabbed her grapefruit half with her spoon and scooped out another bite as Calanon closed the door behind him

Her blonde head came up, her plaited queue rubbing against her shoulder, at his question.

“No, no,” she replied shaking her head. “The babies did. They have decided I’ve had all the rest I’m going to have for this darkening,” she said ruefully.

Emerald eyes followed as he made his way to the cistern to fill a glass of water, but she said nothing more, as the air of unease hung between them, neither knowing how to bring up the conversation they knew was impending.

It was not to be quite yet as Calanon posed yet another question regarding her sleep. “No, sadly. They are up, so I am up. If I am lucky I might get a nap later, but even those have become few and far between. They have less room and so their movements are less, but what there are are strong. I can imagine it can’t be too much longer now.”

They had travelled down a path completely unrelated to what burning questions she had, but Niven was patient. For now. It was Niven's general practice now to keep Calanon appraised of any and all changes when it came to his children.

“I assume Kailin is still asleep?” she asked, taking another spoonful of grapefruit.

“Oh, that half is for you, if you want it,”
the elfess said, gesturing to the other half of the grapefruit and the unused spoon.
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“Not too bad” he said in answer to the question regarding the weather. “It will be warm when the suns are fully awake I’ll wager”

He wasn’t surprised to hear that it was the two tiny lives she carried that were the cause of her waking, for whilst Calanon had thought her heavy with child when she had first arrived in Port Alyxandrya, he could appreciate now how foolish that had been. In fact, Niven’s premonition that it could not be long until the babies came along seemed like it must be true, for surely she could get no bigger? The male made a sympathetic noise in his throat, for it was no stretch of the imagination to imagine how uncomfortable the blonde must be getting, in this last stretch of pregnancy.

Draining the last of his water, Calanon nodded as he swallowed, spinning to rinse the glass and then set it on the side. He didn’t go as far as drying it, but still, it was progression from his natural habit which was to abandon used dishes and cups where he had used them. It had not taken long for him to be set straight on that.

“I think that is a fair assumption to make” he said of Kailin, though it would not be overlong before she was up and about. He was debating whether or not he could be bothered to light a fire so they might have hot water for tea when Niven spoke again and he dropped his gaze to the half grapefruit she spoke of.

There was a momentary hesitation then for Calanon realised that if he sat then the questions he was certain were hovering on the tip of the blonde’s tongue would be certain to fall, and he would have no way to avoid them. But, as he had considered over the past few cycles, it would probably be wise to be upfront about it: about his blossoming beliefs, and the path they might lead him on. He had not forgotten after all, Silevon’s promise that the next time he was called, it would be to much farther afield, and he had no idea when that call might come. Relflexively, his hand went to find the medallion that was hidden beneath his shirt, his fingers pressing just to reassure himself that it was still there.

A deep breath then and he nodded and pushed away from the sink. “ Thank you. I will join you then.” Aware that he was slightly sweaty from his exertions, Calanon grimaced and tugged the fabric of the thin linen shirt he wore so it did not cling to his skin before he pulled out the chair opposite where Niven sat and sank into it, reaching for the cut fruit and the spoon that lay alongside it before tucking in with relish, his body glad to refuel.

The grapefruit was a little bitter for his taste and Cal wondered if it would be terribly uncouth if he were to douse it in sugar like he used to at home. His Mother had scolded him for it then, but he and Erlende had still done it when her back was turned. The male glanced around the kitchen surreptitiously. Surely they had sugar somewhere?
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The yellow fruit bowl the rind of the grapefruit was making was starting to empty and Niven gently used the edge of her spoon to scrape the last remnants of the yellow juicy flesh from its skin. Once she pulled the piece of curved metal out of her mouth again she, set it on the table next to the rind and leaned back in her chair, resting her arms on her large stomach. She let out a soft sigh as her back hit the back of the chair.

She gazed at Calanon for a few moments, trying to decide how to bring up what in Aeternia he was doing outside doing some strange movements with his sword. She chewed on the inside of her lip for a moment before leaning forward and making the monumental effort it took to rise from her chair and head to the fireplace, reaching for the flint and steel to light the kindling, her intention to make tea.

As she bent awkwardly forward, striking the flint against the steel, Niven casually asked, “So what is it that has you up this early in the brightening?”

After a few strikes, the kindling caught and small flames began to lick at them. Niven left the fire to grow while she moved around the smallish kitchen getting the sugar and milk ready before she put the water on to boil. She brought both to the table and set them before Calanon before going back to the cupboards in search of the teapot and tea leaves, all the while she listened to any response Calanon might have to her query.
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Having learnt by now that assuming Niven was incapable of managing things such as bending to light a fire did not always go down well, Calanon wisely kept quiet as the elfess did just that. He had felt her gaze upon him before she stirred, had anticipated the question that was surely to follow, but she’d surprised him then, so he ate, trying not to grimace at the tartness of the fruit but glad of something in his belly regardless.

It was only when there the crackle of flames broke the silence that Niven did too, and the male’e eyes slid sideways to look at her, Calanon chewing and swallowing before he answered.

“I am usually up this early” he said carefully. It was true enough, the dawn having become his faithful companion some months back. He just wasn’t usually disturbed, so...that was different. Niven set sugar down on the table, and Cal gave in and sprinkled some over the grapefuit before he ventured anything further to the elfess.

“ It is easier to focus on things before the world is up and about and distracting me I find”. He said it lightly, though more than aware that it would lead them down a path of revelation that he had not shared with Niven thus far. He couldn’t remember why now. Why should she not know?

With the slight sweetness afforded by the sugar, Calanon found his breakfast went down much easier, and son he had set down the spoon and risen to clear away the remnants before he approached Niven and stilled her hand where it rested upon the handle of the stove kettle pot. “Here, let me”

Indeed, he knew he would find it easier to talk if he had something to keep his hands busy, so the male set about filling the kettle and then hung it from the hook above the flames, so he had his back to Niven when he spoke next.

“We have not spoken much, have we, of what happened when I returned to Sylrosia?”
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“Oh?” came the simple reply to Calanon’s answer to her question. She continued on with her task, wondering if she was going to get more of an explanation than that or if he was going to be infuriating and make her pull it out of him.

“Patience,” she told herself as she set the milk and sugar down on the table, taking great care to set them down lightly and not give away her annoyance. She’d had precious little patience the more sleep deprived she became, but she knew that when it came to Calanon she’d get farther with honey than she would with vinegar.

Calanon wasn’t more forthcoming, but at least he said more and the elfess glanced at him as she moved slowly to fetch the kettle pot from its place by the fire, inwardly a little concerned that the cast iron vessel would get heavier and heavier the more water it took on and there was a good chance she would struggle with it. Whatever he was doing, his reasoning for doing it so early in the brightening made sense. Dante used to train early in the brightening with his children as well, so the concept was not foreign to her. He had said it helped to clear his head before it became cluttered with the worries and concerns of the brightening. It would seem Calanon found whatever he was doing to do the same.

As she made to move the heavy kettle towards the cistern, he came to her aid, taking it from her. She flashed him a quick smile and nodded before she relinquished it to his grasp. Relieved of that task the elfess returned to the cupboards for the tea leaves and teapot.

Niven was setting the table with tea cups when Calanon spoke next. His words caused her to still for a moment before she continued her task before moving laboriously back to the counter to where the teapot sat next to the tin of tea.

There was a pain in her heart then as she thought of her homeland and the lack of anything that was there. Her grief over the loss of her family had lessened over the past era and a half, but it was still very much there. She could imagine that Calanon felt the same. Standing before the counter, Niven braced herself on it, her head lowering as she fought the tears that threatened to well up and spill over as the magnitude of her losses started to overwhelm her again.

“No,”
she confirmed, her voice brittle. “You’ve not said anything about your trip aside from the fact that there is nothing but wasteland left there.”
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Calanon heard the shift in the tone of Niven’s voice and he paused, still facing away from her. It was harder almost, to speak of such things when he knew her grief mirrored his own, the risk of being swept away by it feeling so much more real. Taking a very deliberate breath, the male needlessly stoked the fire for a couple of moments before he turned to look upon his kinswoman again.So much more than just that, now.

“ I went back to try and lay some ghosts to rest” he began, recalling how shattering it had been, faced with all that wreck and ruin. He’d not forgotten ,either, Niven’s desire to walk that same path, and there was concern there a moment as he looked at her, before he went on.

“Only, rather than doing than, I managed to disturb...some ghosts. One ghost, really.”

She did not need to know the who or the why, not for this purpose, and Cal was in no rush to recount that anyway. “ It became impossible to know what was real and what was not, and I was caught in some terrible place Niven. I think I might have met my end there were it not for one who pulled me to safety.”

Indeed, he had not even know the danger he was in, so lost was he in the illusion that surrounded him. Had not known the truth of it until Silevon had walked him back to the site of it and he had seen the destruction that Ylenna’s spirit had wrought. Now, telling Niven this, heavy as she was with the new lives within, Calanon realised with a jolt all that he would have missed had it not been for the intervention of the Quel’anthasan. He thought again how it must have been fated somehow.

“I’d hit my head and this elf had carried me to safety, and when I came back to myself he explained what had happened…” It was a terribly brief retelling, but the male was keen to get to the crux of it, to settle the obvious question that had hung unspoken after he had come inside earlier. “ Anyway….he was a Sword Dancer, Niven. Do you remember? There were a few around in Sylrosia before...before I left. Do you know of them?”

Here he hoped his job of explaining might be made lighter that it had been with Kailin. Perhaps Niven too had seen the magic wielding warriors in the forests of their home? He quieted then, watching for some recognition in the face of the elfess across from him.
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Her head still down, Niven heard Calanon poke at the fire with the iron and then lay another log on it,as I assume this is what you meant by stoke the fire but didn’t make any movements. She closed her eyes before he started to speak again.

Sighing, Niven forced herself to open her eyes and go back to her task. She opened the tin of tea and started scooping the leaves into the teapot as Calanon continued. Pausing, Niven tried to think of who exactly it would be that Calanon would want to be putting to rest. He did not explain, so she moved past it, dropping the spoon back into the tin and fastening the lid, before putting the tin back into the cupboard.

Turning to finally look at him, the elfess leaned against the counter, her hands between her body and the cold slab of stone. Her eyebrows lifted as he spoke of his near-death experience and concern filled her features.

“Thank the gods,” she breathed, a hand moving to rest on her large belly.

He continued and as he revealed that he had been rescued by another elf, the elfess’ eyebrows rose again.

“There was another elf there?” she asked. “A Sylrosian?” Niven raised a hand before he could answer. “I’m sorry. Continue.”

“A Sword Dancer,” she repeated, looking confused. “I remember them, they were fanatics, always going on about Phedos. I didn’t know any nor saw any, but everyone heard about them. There were none in my village."
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Fanatics? Calanon barely suppressed a wince at that, thinking it did not bode well for the rest of what he had to tell. He certainly did not consider himself as such, but perhaps...to others? The male paused, not entirely certain how to go on.

“They….follow Phedos yes.” he settled on after a moment., then revisited her earlier question . “ The elf I met was a Quel’anthasan Sword Dancer. He had been laying the..” A flash of memory, bleached bones in his hands and Calanon was forced to swallow around the sudden lump in his throat before he could continue. “ Laying the bones of our kin to rest.” He could not bring himself to speak of how he had worked alongside Silevon in that clearing that had once been his home.

“Whilst I recovered he told me a little of his beliefs, Niven...and it spoke a great deal to me that there was no sign of any others there , doing as he did. It makes sense in a way, does it not, that it is our creator and his followers who would show most care?” Indeed, it was that which had made it not so far a leap for the Sylrosian to consider Silevon’s offer.

He had been vulnerable then he knew. Perhaps the Trelorean had taken advantage of that. But it had made sense to Calanon, and he had been trying to find his way through the faith required of him since . He watched Niven’s face carefully for some sign of her thoughts on his words, before he gave a shrug.

“ He offered, when I was there, to teach me some of what he knew. To wield my magic and my sword as one, to find the quiet and focus needed to do so….. And that is what I do, each morning. Sometimes more.”

He let that settle a moment, not sure how to explain exactly what else he’d signed up for, the knowledge that he could be called away any day having a different kind of meaning now, he realised, as his gaze dropped to take in the swell of Niven’s belly. And that he knew when he was next summoned it would be to Trelore.

Perhaps he remembered why he had not spoken of this, after all.
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The look of discomfort on Calanon’s face at her reply had the elfess inwardly chastising herself. Surely she could have used more tact in her reply. Perhaps family members of Calanon’s were sword dancers or this new elf became a friend and she had just trod roughshod over their memories. Well, there was nothing to be done about it now. She would have to choose her words with more care going forward in this conversation.

Her blood running cold at the activities of this new Que’anthasan that had entered Calanon’s life, Niven tucked her lips inward and closed her eyes for a moment. So her nightmares had been accurate. While the fog had rolled its way through the place she called home it had charred the flesh off everyone who had lived there, leaving nothing but their bones as proof their former existence. She started to feel a little sick and swayed slightly, her hand going to the counter to steady herself. Her plans to return to the forest looked less and less appealing the more knowledge of the state of the area that Calanon imparted. His original misgivings about her plan made more sense now and Niven began to wonder if she had perhaps bitten off more than she could chew with Sliucha’s request of her.

Returning her gaze to his face she listened to what he was saying. No sign of any others there... The creator and his followers caring for the remains… She had to admit it did rather make sense that in the destruction of his creation Phedos might take an interest in them again. But what kind of a father abandoned his children only to return when many of them had been wiped out? On the other hand, perhaps him returning at all was a sign of a changed heart? It also brought up her feelings of loss at not having her own father and her feelings of anger at the abandonment of her children by Dante. The conflicted feelings Niven had based on what she had been taught as a girl about Phedos and her own opinions on the gods now that she was grown and a parent herself as well as her personal feelings about her recent past battled within her and were rather evident on her face. She took a deep breath and forced herself to listen to understand what Calanon was saying.

“So you… You follow Phedos now?” she asked, trying to get to the crux of what he was saying. “And are a Sword Dancer yourself?”

The elfess worked to fit this into what she knew of the elf standing before her. She wasn’t one to judge someone based on their religious practices; She hadn’t of Dante. But then that was also a little bit of a different story, wasn’t it? Dante had been a priest of Diana, something she’d known from the get-go. His children were already being taught of his goddess and she’d had no say in any of it, nor did she feel that she was entitled to any. And by the time she was, the point was rather moot as within an era the goddess had destroyed herself. This was new information about Calanon and considering the general feeling of the elves towards Phedos, Niven could see why he hadn’t exactly been forthcoming about his beliefs. And then there was the fact that they were rather recent as well.

Feeling more than a little fatigued by everything going on in her brain, Niven moved slowly to a chair and lowered herself carefully into it. It was too early in the brightening for this much thinking.

Rubbing her face with her hands, Niven tried to push everything out of her head and focus only on Calanon and what he was trying to tell her.

“Quiet and focus,” she echoed his words, trying to get them to stick. “This brings you peace then? Or it helps?” There was a questioning look in her eyes, her mind still holding onto doubts about her feelings on this, but not willing to judge Calanon for it.

It dawned on her then that this affected her now too, or at least through their children. “Is there more to it than the exercises? What does it all entail?” she asked, working to keep the scepticism out of her voice.
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The male watched as Niven sifted through what he had said, found a place for it, wherever that might be. He did not miss the flicker of her expression and he wondered what caused it, if she was somehow put off by his revelation. If that were so, he considered if it were not more to do with the memories it might conjure of her ex-husband than anything, for had he not been a Priest at some point?

He waited for her to arrange her thoughts, and when it seemed she had, he sought to answer the question that followed.

“ I do” A confirmation then, less alien than it might have felt a few months ago. His was not a blind faith, not yet. But he found it easier to acknowledge that perhaps the hand of the All Father was behind more than he might have realised. And then a slight shake of his head.

“Not yet...but I am learning. It’s a long path to walk, or so I have been told. And not an easy one. But I try”

Indeed, he had found himself tested already, enough to make Silevon’s warnings of the rigours ahead settle home a little deeper. And yet it had not swayed his course. And that he’d had that focus, that stability, in everything that gone on since Winter, had made it possible for him to cope, he was sure.

Not without the odd stumbling block, came a small, quiet observation from his psyche, and Calanon was not so proud as to deny it. He was not entirely changed after all, and there had been moments that he was glad his mentor had not borne witness too, for they had not been his most glorious. But here they were, in the aftermath of that storm, and things had settled, mostly.

He moved to pull out the chair a little more for Niven as she made slow progress toward it, shifting back to lean against the counter once more as she settled herself into the seat. He could not blame her, he supposed, for doubting him. She had after all, seen him in some of those less glorious moments….

But, yes, he had found some measure of peace in his practice, something to channel his restive energy into, rather than trying to subdue or mask it with his more traditional vices.

“It is good to have a focus, yes” he agreed, meeting her questioning gaze. “ I have been trying to make better choices, as you know, and it has helped I think, in that”

He felt fitter, sharper, in mind and body. And only part of that could be attributed to the fact that the thought of whiskey still made him nauseous. But before he could expound more on that element of his practice, Niven rather put him on the spot with her next question.

Aah. No. Not all there was to it. Not by a long shot. A fact that would become clear once he was summoned once more,and Calanon paused and swallowed, wondering how to go on.

“Uh...well. There are some tenets I must uphold. Nothing ridiculous “ he assured, for there were some faiths that made truly outlandish demands. Thus far, Silevon had revealed no such thing to him. “...and I am still learning, so I must go when my mentor calls. There is much that is unknown to me still, but for the most part, I meditate daily and run through the forms and it does not interfere too much with the rest of life”

He hoped that by sandwiching the fact that he might be called away again in the middle of that might mean her attention did not settle too fully there, and once he had finished, he turned toward the fire on the pretence of checking if the water yet boiled, though he knew it would not.
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The elfess nodded then, at the confirmation that this practice did, indeed, bring Calanon peace and focus. These things were not bad, especially considering their shared losses. Any peace that could be found amidst that was not something to snigger at and knowing that the elf before her had given up the vice of drinking, she could hardly fault him for what he chose to replace it with. If nothing else, at least it was constructive.

His immediate expression in response to her next question gave away more than anything he could say. Her eyebrows raised and she leaned back in her chair, one arm casually resting on her bulging stomach. Niven wasn’t sure what to expect, but by the look on Calanon’s face as he searched for words, it was easy to see it likely wasn’t going to be something she was going to be eager to hear.

“Some tenets,” she repeated, her head tilting to the side. “Such as…..?” This was hardly a surprise, but it interested her to know what kinds of things followers of Phedos might belief above all else. Knowing what she did of Calanon, she could only wonder what he might consider ridiculous.

“Go?” She asked, her green eyes narrowing slightly as Calanon moved to check the water, likely more as a distraction rather than actual need. The sandwiching did little to hide the important tidbit of information he was clearly hoping to conceal.

“Go where?"
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Answering Niven’s first question was easy enough. The elf had, afterall ,been schooled rather thoroughly on these and he recited them with a practiced familiarity. “ I must not place any other above the All Father. No other God, no other belief should be given more import than the creator.”

The words tripped off his tongue easily enough, and Calanon thought that not too much of a faith to ask of its followers. And then “ I am honour bound to report any of the order who do not abide by the tenets. And I must heed and respect the words and will of those senior to me in the Brotherhood.”

Still practiced. Silevon seemed to think it of great import to impress the latter upon his student, and Calanon could admit readily enough that he did not always find it so easy to remember that particular rule at all times. He would not say his mentor was exactly forgiving of such moments, but he seemed to understand that it was an adjustment for the Sylrosian, and at least tolerated the imprecise nature of Calanon’s deference. “ Nothing ridiculous, as I have said”. The male smiled at Niven reassuringly before spinning toward the fire, only for the smile to fall rather quickly at question number two.

Calanon grimaced as he realised that this conversation was going to happen now too, whether he felt ready for it or not, and he played for a little time as he hovered near the flames. After a moment or two, he smoothed his expression, and turned back toward the blonde elfess to speak.

“Wherever I am summoned to go”
he began, feeling a little knot of concern start to ball up in his stomach. “ I went to Centripax in Winter”. That was not so far after all, he consoled himself, before memories of it came flashing back and he decided that distance was not the only consideration after all. It had been dangerous too. And whilst that was hard enough, no doubt, for Kailin to accept, he could see how it might be different again for Niven. The knot twisted and tangled further and this time, Cal reached for the kettle, cloth wrapped around his hand and carried it across to pour the hot water over the tea leaves, feeling as if the steam that curled upwards might somehow mask the uncertainty on his face..

He knew he should tell her. That he knew the next time would be much further afield. But the brief glance he had shot across at the pregnant Elf had not missed the slight narrowing of her gaze, and Calanon suddenly felt that it was probably quite important that he not wrisk the wrath of a heavily pregnant woman.

Now would be a marvellous time for Kailin to make an appearance in fact he decided, as he gave the tea leaves a stir before putting the lid back on the teapot with a slight clatter.
Carrying it to the table, he cursed the fact that it had to brew, for it left him with nothing to do other than look back to Niven, and he was sure his expression would not stand up to her scrutiny.

“Have you been?” he blurted, as he flopped rather ungraciously back into his own seat. “To Centripax , I mean?”
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