Chapter Five
With Wren safely tucked away with the Healers, Chloe found herself getting a crash course in magic. Rolan said something about Wren being an uber-powerful witch, and that was about all that she understood. The nice thing about being a horse was that no one could tell when you weren't paying attention.
:: Chloe! :: Except for other horses.
:: I don't understand why I have to be here. I have no clue what they are talking about. :: Rolan didn't dignify that with a response, so Chloe resolved to pay attention.
"Wren has enormous potential. She will be a powerful Adept one day. But for now we need to get her power under control." Elspeth was wrapping up. Chloe was glad she was good at names. Rolan had just dropped about twenty into her head at once. "Companion Chloe has done a great deal toward stabilizing Wren."
Almost everyone involuntarily glanced at Chloe, who was participating in the Circle meeting by sticking her head through the window. "Has Wren been Chosen by Companion Chloe?" Selenay asked.
Chloe looked at Rolan. :: Just say no. :: He replied.
:: No. :: Chloe broadcast the thought to the room, scaring the beejeezes out of most of them.
"Chloe… I've never heard that Companion's name before." Daren said, right before his eyes went blank, like a teenager watching a movie marathon. Everyone else got the same look in their eyes, then started talking about something else.
:: What did you just do? ::
:: There are some secrets that we Companions prefer to keep. The existence of a third Grove-born is one of those. :: Rolan said warningly.
:: Alright, geez. You horses and your secrets. ::
"Wren needs more intensive training than we can give her here." Elspeth was saying. "Firesong is still at k'Valdemar Vale. We could ask him."
"Do that." Selenay nodded and turned to Chloe. "Wren trusts you. Would you stay with her so she doesn't try to run away again?"
Chloe tossed her head and whickered. :: No problema. :: Selenay raised an eyebrow, but let it slide. If Rolan were human, he would have smacked himself in the forehead. The Heralds wrapped up their meeting.
:: Well that was informative. :: Chloe said cheerily.
:: Wren is a very powerful Adept. :: Rolan said, shifting gears with a crash.
:: Yeees. ::
:: She needs more training than she can get here. ::
:: Really? ::
:: Someone would need to escort her to a teacher. ::
:: No kidding. :: Chloe had a fairly good idea of what he was leading up to, but she was having fun.
:: Truly. ::
:: Look, I know you're hinting at something here, so why don't you just say it? ::
:: You need to take her to k'Valdemar Vale in the Pelgirs to get training from the Adapt Firesong. ::
:: Okay, was that so hard? You horses and your convoluted crypto-babble. ¡Ay carumba! ::
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.•´¨`•»¦«•Kerowyn•»¦«•´¨`•.
With Wren safely tucked away with the Healers, Chloe found herself getting a crash course in magic. Rolan said something about Wren being an uber-powerful witch, and that was about all that she understood. The nice thing about being a horse was that no one could tell when you weren't paying attention.
:: Chloe! :: Except for other horses.
:: I don't understand why I have to be here. I have no clue what they are talking about. :: Rolan didn't dignify that with a response, so Chloe resolved to pay attention.
"Wren has enormous potential. She will be a powerful Adept one day. But for now we need to get her power under control." Elspeth was wrapping up. Chloe was glad she was good at names. Rolan had just dropped about twenty into her head at once. "Companion Chloe has done a great deal toward stabilizing Wren."
Almost everyone involuntarily glanced at Chloe, who was participating in the Circle meeting by sticking her head through the window. "Has Wren been Chosen by Companion Chloe?" Selenay asked.
Chloe looked at Rolan. :: Just say no. :: He replied.
:: No. :: Chloe broadcast the thought to the room, scaring the beejeezes out of most of them.
"Chloe… I've never heard that Companion's name before." Daren said, right before his eyes went blank, like a teenager watching a movie marathon. Everyone else got the same look in their eyes, then started talking about something else.
:: What did you just do? ::
:: There are some secrets that we Companions prefer to keep. The existence of a third Grove-born is one of those. :: Rolan said warningly.
:: Alright, geez. You horses and your secrets. ::
"Wren needs more intensive training than we can give her here." Elspeth was saying. "Firesong is still at k'Valdemar Vale. We could ask him."
"Do that." Selenay nodded and turned to Chloe. "Wren trusts you. Would you stay with her so she doesn't try to run away again?"
Chloe tossed her head and whickered. :: No problema. :: Selenay raised an eyebrow, but let it slide. If Rolan were human, he would have smacked himself in the forehead. The Heralds wrapped up their meeting.
:: Well that was informative. :: Chloe said cheerily.
:: Wren is a very powerful Adept. :: Rolan said, shifting gears with a crash.
:: Yeees. ::
:: She needs more training than she can get here. ::
:: Really? ::
:: Someone would need to escort her to a teacher. ::
:: No kidding. :: Chloe had a fairly good idea of what he was leading up to, but she was having fun.
:: Truly. ::
:: Look, I know you're hinting at something here, so why don't you just say it? ::
:: You need to take her to k'Valdemar Vale in the Pelgirs to get training from the Adapt Firesong. ::
:: Okay, was that so hard? You horses and your convoluted crypto-babble. ¡Ay carumba! ::
~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~
Questions, comments, critisicms, complaints? Make your voice heard.
.•´¨`•»¦«•Kerowyn•»¦«•´¨`•.