Day 11: Closure
Hello!
I am at ease today. Dovelets have perched outside my window. Can you see them? Outside there is but the babble of merchants and patrons. It is quiet, as if the events of yesterday had never happened. I had waited for the flurry of fans to rush through our doors, and perhaps the scent of liquor would fill my nose again, but this was not the case. Perhaps you can say that calm and peace had returned to Rabanastre once more. Did you know that the shard now bears its warmth again? I thought the esper had left me, but as Mist she had returned to the stone during my nap. Her voice emerged, and I had asked about Avery's whereabouts. She revealed that she did not deliver them doom, but insisted that I wait until later for my answers. At first I was confused, but then I had understood.
My sister had arrived at our shop. I asked of the news she brought. She had much to share with me! Clan Centurio is becoming famed throughout Ivalice. Rabanastre's events had reached many shores. It is not rare that their clan receives a petition to recruit. There are times when Krjn must kick away an obsessive Hume or Seeq, but it does not trouble her much. She is strong against these vigilant fans!
My sister had finally asked of my motives of the past days. I confessed that I had become worried of the Viera's fate in Ivalice. Freedom belongs to all who dwell in Ivalice, and that the same was true for the Viera. Do you agree? Still, I was troubled that the esper's way of justice was too great. But my sister had told me not to fear: her clansmen had found Avery at Mt. Bur-Omisace! She had revealed that there they are vagabonds without trade. Travel there is not an easy thing. The weather is cold and unforgiving. I had asked my sister what would become of them. She revealed that no one would welcome their services. Her walks are most holy and the Kiltia would not allow it: the inhabitants there are most devout to Faram. Should they remain there, they can cause no mischief. It is settled then: they would do well to become holy men themselves!
Did you know that Montblanc had asked me to join the clan? I still do not think myself a warrior, yet he fears that a more savvier clan leader may win my attention. Still, I had declined his petition. I had confessed to my sister that there is another passion burning in my depths. She respected my choice, and told me that not all may wield the warrior spirit. I feared she had thought me weak, but she had said that there lay no weakness in charity and tenderness. I believe her kind words. What do you think?
I had revealed that I would soon release the esper far from Rabanastre. True, it is a stone too powerful for mere mortal.
Ah, I must go now. There is a sad truth I must tell you, but I shall reveal it tomorrow.
Pray, speak with me again soon.
-Ktjn
