<br/><div align="center">Aryia (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=89321.msg3914502#msg3914502)<br/></div>At Akara's acknowledgement that Aryia was alive Aryia smiled and then sighed<br/><br/>"And I thought I was good at diplomacy, yet I have managed to get us all into this mess. Seems Im a witch just playing a game of thrones, but Logan is one born to such maneuverings. Im too busy trying to care about trade between our nations. He was focused and saw to power first. I should have thought of that. Gosh I am a fool"<br/><br/>Angela then walked silently to Akara's side and dared rest her hand on her shoulder, thought better of it and gripped the railing instead.<br/><br/>"Aryia says that your culture is very different, even if it is for the wrong reasons they would expect you to always find yourself on the side of whoever the monarch currently is, and wind of you being deemed a traitor will not go down well. For us we don't really see or care about titles, to us running away is part of our culture, if something strong appears, you give, one moves with the flow. One becomes water. Bend like a reed. To us there is no loss of faith. And judgements of others are not declarations from gods, they are opinions for intentions only."<br/><br/>Angela then looked to Aryia and said a word ... "Roolanon now ?" to which Aryia shook her head<br/><br/>"No not now, both you and I have thrusted Mistpeak culture down her throat. I don't think she is in the mood for changes or others suggesting anything even if it seems right to us Angela. Give her time, she is a warrior, although she is good at what she does, she doesn't like killing unavoidably"<br/><br/>"But it wasn't avoidable !" Angela started, and Aryia then crossed her arms<br/><br/>"I could have avoided it. I saw Logan getting hungry and didn't warn others. The fault is mine. The warriors swung swords, but their blood is on my hands, not theirs. The only time we had cards to play I played them for others behalf"<br/><br/>Angela was silent for a while, waited for Akara to talk, but for the moment at least Akara was lost in her own thoughts as she prepared her new lighter blade... before changing topics.<br/><br/>"Will Roseanna be alright?" Rosenana layed in a coma on a large bed positioned in the middle of the deck that was semi-covered by a tent. In aid for fresh wind to see to her recovery.<br/><br/>"Her body is fine, I have cast subsequent healing spells on her but I don't think they were needed. Im not a mind healer, Mistpeak doesnt have them, I have no idea if her soul is lost to the fairies or will come back from Arcadia in the next moon or season. Mistpeak doesn't see trauma, ever, we only deal with changes to bodies and repairing accidents. We can hope. Also her link to the armor may make her journey back to us different then others experiencing something so close to death. She may never return, but I don't know... we have to be patient"<br/><br/>After this explanation Angela then shifted her body as if squirming away a horrid layer from her skin.<br/>"Roolanon is meant to ease these feelings, without it what does one do ?"<br/><br/>Roolanon was simply a term for carnal pleasures for bonding and frustration release, which Akara would have likely gathered from overhearing, if she was paying attention.<br/><br/>"Angela, none have experienced anything like this, we have all been betrayed and those that have paid the most are innocents. Our focus must be to do what we can, the rest of the world needs us to stay focused on his removal.... perhaps she may be interested when we have a plan and this chapter is replaced with a new one less bleak, in which case we wait for her to say something, our suggestions are not subtle, remember to other cultures romance or duty is a precursor and condition... "<br/><br/>Similar chatter background chatter was exchanged between Aryia and Angela nearby Akara for perhaps an hour as a fog began to cover the sea.<br/><br/>...<br/><br/>"What of the maps Aryia ?"<br/><br/>"Very good, interesting trade routes but no clue where the king would be nor what Logan plans, we will have to turn about within three days if we are to make our way to Ravenscar Keep"<br/><br/>"Land ahoy !" A Sailor interrupted<br/><br/>"Impossible ! " Aryia yelled at a sailor in the crows nest who spoke so "We are in the middle of the ocean, we shouldnt be seeing land in weeks ! we have been sailing in the same direction .. land out here .... "<br/><br/>Aryia's jaw dropped when the fog parted to reveal the<em>Fire's Grace </em>entering the mouth of a river which ..<br/><br/><div align="center">(http://www.kitaro10.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/tt_17.jpg)</div><br/>"... shouldn't exist " Aryia finished the sentence after an intake of breath.<br/><br/>"Aryia, you have been the one pouring over the maps, where are we ?" Angela gasped<br/><br/>To which Aryia opened a scroll case produced from a fold in her robes quickly, inspected the map from different angles, looked about the horizon in all directions, then returned the map into its container and back into the depth of her robes with a forrowed brow, before returning her gaze to the horizons, then back to the surreal scenery.<br/><br/>"... I have absolutely no idea "<br/>