Part MMMDXIX: Upon a Winding Path Returning
Upon a Winding Path Returning
Seventeenth Day of the First Month 294 AC
Over the years you have found that it is almost always easiest to persuade those who wish to tread a certain path but dare not do so over those who would rather not act at all, or even do so against whatever you advise. Thankfully Elswyth, daughter of Rowan Goldenapple and granddaughter of Garth, Eldest of that name, proves to be the former not the latter. Beneath the scars inflicted by the passing ages, she is quite gregarious once fey formality is abandoned, and from the cheerful discussion she kept up with those of your companions who chose to stay behind, she clearly appreciates mortal company as well, for a value of mortal that includes Kira at least.
"I shall do this, child of fire and air. I shall ensure the heirs of my mother's line burn the Seven Pointed Star from their thoughts and with it the legacy of the monster who slew her. May he die ten thousand deaths, one for every soul turned from his gods." The oath echoes through the glade like a great wind that carries stillness in its wake. Leaves quiver upon the trees and branches twist and burst into flowers bright as beaten gold.
Probably not the best idea to introduce her to Elinor without warning or for that matter take her into Dalla's war camp unbidden.
Rhaella obviously had the same thought as you. "We shall bring her to you here, my lady, so that you would not have to be parted from your heart and home for the snowy peaks of the Mountains of the Moon."
"A gracious offer. Go then with my blessing and know that you shall be rewarded for aid kindly given," Elswyth proclaims grandly.
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"So you want me to get my father and House to turn our backs on the Seven and in exchange we'll get the favor of a fey lady old as the Age of Heroes?" The wry tone with which the fur-garbed young woman before you asks the question is a far cry from the worried waif she had been when you first met her. Not that you are surprised. A frightened child would not have been any more useful for Bloodraven's original purposes than she is to you now.
"That's about the heart of it," you reply. With a smile towards the incarnate floating beside you, you add, "Though you shouldn't make a habit of carving things down like that. It will put the bards out of business."
The young Rowan scion snorts, then says simply, "Yes, to all of it. The apostasy and fey favor, I mean. It's not like the Seven have been much use to me over the last few years," an edge of old bitterness enters her voice. "But what am I going to tell my lord father about where I have been, Your Grace? The truth would hardly incline him to listen to me, much less take up the faith of those who... stole me away. Gods that sounds absurd, like I was a piece of fine pottery or something..."
What do you suggest Elinor tell her father?
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OOC: I hope I did not abridge this too hard. I can do an interlude from Elinor's perspective if anyone's interested in her motivations, but for Viserys' perspective it's enough that she is willing to play along with the plan and not just from a desire to get back to civilization. Not yet
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