Day Thirteen
Hello, everyone! Today was, again, pretty occupied, even if the remaining elemental, Water, has not dared to come yet. My first thing to do, besides waking up and eating breakfast, was to return Soulforge to Uhula, who will then give it back to Rakeesh, since he was not there. Also, someone left me a note here. It was written on an almost unintelligible way, and it's reads as follows:
"If you know what's good for you, you will obey orders. We will leave them here. If you don't follow them, you'll be sorry. We are watching you."
Sounds like someone is trying to make me do something...I din't knew what yet -- and I still does not --, I din't let that get in the way of doing what I wanted to do today. It would just have to wait, for I had something much, much more important than that: Julanar. (That woman-tree, remmember?) I went to see Aziza for more insight in the matter.
The eternal polite stuff done ("Greetings! Yes, thank you for the seat. Yes, I would like tea, thanks you. Thanks you for letting me in! Great day for magic, innit?"), I went straight to the point: Is there is a way to free the healer woman from here current state? She smiled and me and explained the matters -- and what I needed to do.
For once, she, too, was direct: There were three things I needed to do to give her to save her soul: The gift of Kindness, a gift of Magic and a gift of Love. The gift of kindness is simpl: Only what one would give to someone who has been in the desert far too long. I needed to talk to her, about myself, to remind her how it is to be human. My words are supposed to be as important than the gift -- it's gives meaning to it.
The gift of Magic is a gift of sacrifice, it's must be something I has gained through hardship and from aiding others. Obiviously, must be also something that aid a plant gain strength. I then needed to tell her how I got that gift and why. I must make her remmber why she became an Healer.
The last gift is a mere gesture of an effection. Something to remind her that there is still others people in the world who care about others. After that, there is only one thing left to do, and it is to say her name. Julanar, 'Flower of the Pomegranate' (What's a Pomegranate?). That done, she still won't be able to walk the land again as an human as there is one part to be still done --True Love?--, but it is not mine. Freeing her spirit is a good start, I guess. I thanked her and set off for the tree. The sooner I did this, the better it would be.
I strided in the desert, heading for the woman tree. It took a short saurus ride, but the journey was uneventful. (Unless you count two bandits as an event. They din't even lasted ten seconds!) She was still at the same place, her 'arms' directed at the mountain. Time to get to work.
I walked over and took out my waterskin and poured some of the blue liquid gold at the tree's roots. Is not water the first thing you give to an man you find in the desert? I then started reciting about myself and my adventures. About how I wanted to be an Hero ever since I was a kid, how I studied the Famous Adventurer's Correspondence School for Heroes and how being an Hero is much, much harder than it's look. I told her about my experiences in Spielburg, in how I came in there, saved both of the Baron's daughter and son, how I driven off the very witch that afflicted the curse on the valley. I spoke about you folks in Videoland, about the War that is going on, helping the very best I can to aid the Palace and protect every one. I told her about how I came for Shapeir and why, about all the friends I already made here. All the fun I had. All I did. I finnaly told her that I gave her the water a simple act of kindness, so that it's might ease her thirst.
Just as I saide that, the tree-woman turned slowly around to face me. ( http://www.rpgclassics.com/staff/lunaris/qfg2image37.gif ) It was working! My words has not fallen into empty ears, afterall!
I then took out my old black cape containing the remains of the Earth Elemental. Funny -- one year ago I would have screamed about lossing that cape, it almost had some sentimental value to me because it's costed so much to buy. But now? I use it as a vulgar cloth bag to carry some magical dirt. I opened up the knob and droped the earth on the roots of Julanar-Tree. As I put the dirty remains of my cape in my Heroic Space, I told her about Shapeir and the menace of the Elementals, especialy the Earth. How frightened the people in the city were, and how scared -- even if I din't mentioned it, I still felt a surge inside of me -- I was when I fought them. But even if I was afraid, I knew I had to protect my friends. So I gathered my courage, overcame my little burst of fear and defeated the monster. I told her, finaly, that I am giving her the magical earth to remind her that there is still magic in the world and that others still care about her.
Mere seconds after my words left my mouth, her branches slowly filled up with bright green leafs, as I show in the image. ( http://www.rpgclassics.com/staff/lunaris/qfg2image38.gif ). I was getting close. One a few more things left...
I hugged her, while whispering in her 'ears', : "Julanar. Come back to us." I could hear my words echoing all over the tree. ( http://www.rpgclassics.com/staff/lunaris/qfg2image39.gif )Mabye it's shaked? Perhaps it was the wind? Whatever the case, she heard me and in thanks, she grew a fruit, the 'Fruit of Compassion', if I recall what Aziza said. ( http://www.rpgclassics.com/staff/lunaris/qfg2image40.gif ) She droped it and I caught it. Well, I din't needed a fruit, but if she really wanted to make a gift...anything is good. I carefully placed it in my Space, nodded at her in thanks and rided out of here. The day was dying already, I suppose I spent too much time talking! I went to the inn, ate dinner, then went to bed.
Ain't it was a touching day? Mmm? G'night, all!
"If you know what's good for you, you will obey orders. We will leave them here. If you don't follow them, you'll be sorry. We are watching you."
Sounds like someone is trying to make me do something...I din't knew what yet -- and I still does not --, I din't let that get in the way of doing what I wanted to do today. It would just have to wait, for I had something much, much more important than that: Julanar. (That woman-tree, remmember?) I went to see Aziza for more insight in the matter.
The eternal polite stuff done ("Greetings! Yes, thank you for the seat. Yes, I would like tea, thanks you. Thanks you for letting me in! Great day for magic, innit?"), I went straight to the point: Is there is a way to free the healer woman from here current state? She smiled and me and explained the matters -- and what I needed to do.
For once, she, too, was direct: There were three things I needed to do to give her to save her soul: The gift of Kindness, a gift of Magic and a gift of Love. The gift of kindness is simpl: Only what one would give to someone who has been in the desert far too long. I needed to talk to her, about myself, to remind her how it is to be human. My words are supposed to be as important than the gift -- it's gives meaning to it.
The gift of Magic is a gift of sacrifice, it's must be something I has gained through hardship and from aiding others. Obiviously, must be also something that aid a plant gain strength. I then needed to tell her how I got that gift and why. I must make her remmber why she became an Healer.
The last gift is a mere gesture of an effection. Something to remind her that there is still others people in the world who care about others. After that, there is only one thing left to do, and it is to say her name. Julanar, 'Flower of the Pomegranate' (What's a Pomegranate?). That done, she still won't be able to walk the land again as an human as there is one part to be still done --True Love?--, but it is not mine. Freeing her spirit is a good start, I guess. I thanked her and set off for the tree. The sooner I did this, the better it would be.
I strided in the desert, heading for the woman tree. It took a short saurus ride, but the journey was uneventful. (Unless you count two bandits as an event. They din't even lasted ten seconds!) She was still at the same place, her 'arms' directed at the mountain. Time to get to work.
I walked over and took out my waterskin and poured some of the blue liquid gold at the tree's roots. Is not water the first thing you give to an man you find in the desert? I then started reciting about myself and my adventures. About how I wanted to be an Hero ever since I was a kid, how I studied the Famous Adventurer's Correspondence School for Heroes and how being an Hero is much, much harder than it's look. I told her about my experiences in Spielburg, in how I came in there, saved both of the Baron's daughter and son, how I driven off the very witch that afflicted the curse on the valley. I spoke about you folks in Videoland, about the War that is going on, helping the very best I can to aid the Palace and protect every one. I told her about how I came for Shapeir and why, about all the friends I already made here. All the fun I had. All I did. I finnaly told her that I gave her the water a simple act of kindness, so that it's might ease her thirst.
Just as I saide that, the tree-woman turned slowly around to face me. ( http://www.rpgclassics.com/staff/lunaris/qfg2image37.gif ) It was working! My words has not fallen into empty ears, afterall!
I then took out my old black cape containing the remains of the Earth Elemental. Funny -- one year ago I would have screamed about lossing that cape, it almost had some sentimental value to me because it's costed so much to buy. But now? I use it as a vulgar cloth bag to carry some magical dirt. I opened up the knob and droped the earth on the roots of Julanar-Tree. As I put the dirty remains of my cape in my Heroic Space, I told her about Shapeir and the menace of the Elementals, especialy the Earth. How frightened the people in the city were, and how scared -- even if I din't mentioned it, I still felt a surge inside of me -- I was when I fought them. But even if I was afraid, I knew I had to protect my friends. So I gathered my courage, overcame my little burst of fear and defeated the monster. I told her, finaly, that I am giving her the magical earth to remind her that there is still magic in the world and that others still care about her.
Mere seconds after my words left my mouth, her branches slowly filled up with bright green leafs, as I show in the image. ( http://www.rpgclassics.com/staff/lunaris/qfg2image38.gif ). I was getting close. One a few more things left...
I hugged her, while whispering in her 'ears', : "Julanar. Come back to us." I could hear my words echoing all over the tree. ( http://www.rpgclassics.com/staff/lunaris/qfg2image39.gif )Mabye it's shaked? Perhaps it was the wind? Whatever the case, she heard me and in thanks, she grew a fruit, the 'Fruit of Compassion', if I recall what Aziza said. ( http://www.rpgclassics.com/staff/lunaris/qfg2image40.gif ) She droped it and I caught it. Well, I din't needed a fruit, but if she really wanted to make a gift...anything is good. I carefully placed it in my Space, nodded at her in thanks and rided out of here. The day was dying already, I suppose I spent too much time talking! I went to the inn, ate dinner, then went to bed.
Ain't it was a touching day? Mmm? G'night, all!