Amissa stifled a laugh at Kirara’s correction of her sign for “bitch,” finding it surprisingly amusing that Kirara knew some sign language curses. She then proceeded to answer their questions. [“From what I heard, she’s been granted the title of Archmage of Wisdom by the queen of Yaven, a kingdom north from here. It’s a rare and unique title, indicating her exceptional abilities. However, despite her wisdom, she prefers to work independently because many find her difficult to deal with. I’m sure you can both guess why that is. Our task is to escort her mainly to establish a connection to the research of the withering lands and ensure her safe arrival.”] Amissa explained before addressing Kirara’s other question. To demonstrate, she tapped her badge with a knowing grin. [“You might be surprised how much access our badge grants us to various facilities. We operate directly under the authority of the king, allowing us more privileges than ordinary guild members.”] She signed before Ivadriel intervened to cover their conversation. However, Aevus responded with her usual cold demeanor. “I didn’t ask. You don’t have to translate every useless conversation you have, just inform me if it’s relevant,” she snapped before sighing and conjuring a book from her suitcase, indicating her disinterest in the group and preference to remain isolated.
Amissa gently rested her hand on Ivadriel’s shoulder, offering a half-smile. [“There are always potential threats lurking, and Aevus isn’t skilled in combat. Being in a larger group makes us less vulnerable to bandits, robbers, and other dangers. Additionally, having people familiar with local wildlife at night is beneficial, as Aevus may not recognize potential threats. Although The biggest threat might be Kirara’s temper,”] she joked, nudging Kirara to ensure she understood it was meant as light-hearted humor.
As they exchanged information, Aevus suddenly halted, a short distance into the forest region. A faint screech echoed before she raised her arm, and an owl-like creature. descended from the trees, perching on her shoulder with a note attached to its collar. As Aevus read the note, an uncharacteristic smile graced her features briefly before returning to her usual cold expression. “Our plans have changed due to my mentor’s impatience. We’ll proceed to the end destination tomorrow,” she announced matter-of-factly. With that, she set down her suitcase, indicating the end of their journey for the day, although she neglected to inform the others. Setting up her tent, she retrieved a similar item to the one Amissa had provided earlier and began assembling it. “Don’t disturb me,” she stated before attempting to walk away, but Amissa intercepted her [What time should we leave tomorrow? We wouldn’t want to be “tardy” again] she signed, anticipating Ice’s translation to be less direct. “I want to depart around dawn,” before retreating into her tent.
Amissa sighed and set up her own tent, which appeared deceptively small from the outside due to dimensional magic. [Don’t worry, these tents are created by someone who uses dimensional magic, a rare ability that allows them to create pocket dimensions. They have no functional purpose, but they’re useful for training or, in this case, providing us with a compact tent for three to share,] she explained as she unfolded the tent. Once finished, she sighed again. [“I have to admit, I missed this. Camping outside, being on the move,”] she signed, closing her eyes to enjoy the peaceful sounds of nature around them, not bothered by the different types of rustling and animal sounds.
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