I am Riftwatch's chief cryptographer; a familiarity with all languages I am able is essential to my work, and Qunlat has persistently eluded me. In an ideal world, I would be able to acquire knowledge of it the way I have others — Tevene, for example — through a particular use of magic that would not necessitate much on the part of the fluent speaker.
In the absence of someone so fluent, needs must. Whatever you can provide me with would be of beyond words value to me.
[ The beginning of her silence is her attempt to muster up the will to do this very important thing. But her mustering is cut short by the appearance of a gleaming idea/escape valve: ]
If it's as important as all that, I can take you to my mother. She grew up viddathari.
( petrana rarely sounds, in casual conversation with most of riftwatch, anything other than pleasantly mild. polite and measured.
she is not even attempting to disguise her excitement at the prospect of meeting xio's mother, however, even as she attempts to temper her expectations with her next question— )
Do you know, perhaps, what comfort she might have with magic in close proximity to her? At this point I would be more than willing to learn in any way she is at ease with, ( this is the most promising lead she's had since that fellow who offered to cut her hands off and leave her for dead, ) but I do have a means by which I might take up only a little of her time, initially.
Though I would greatly wish to remain in contact, if she were willing to allow it, that I might gain better familiarity.
I think it is not, ( sounds like she's about to explain in case it is, to someone else—
and she does. )
I have an enchantment that I have bound to a particular pen. What I do, you see, is that we will sit together— my hand over hers, as she writes. I will dictate slowly a piece of writing, and using this pen and this ink, my participant will take what I say in trade and write it in the language we wish to share. This is a ... means of conveyance. I gain their understanding of the words, their literacy. For a time, their handwriting, though that passes.
( or doesn't, if she takes certain pains. she can still forge flint's signature so skilfully he might think he had written it, did he know her less well. )
It provides me a quicker framework to the language itself— literacy, not perfect conversational fluency, but with work I can gain the latter much faster than I otherwise would have.
She'll be fine. Ramona might get jealous, with you sitting there holding her hand, but we'll dress you in a potato sack or something.
[ This is a joke. Her step-ish mother is not going to feel like her nearly 30-years-long relationships is threatened by a blonde alien no matter how much cleavage is involved. ]
I shall cover my hair, ( is a prim joke that might only be identifiable because it probably doesn't make any sense if it's not a joke, even if the reference is a sulleciel one and not thedosian. )
I am most grateful for the opportunity, Mlle Novoa. My means are modest, but I'm certain I can arrange a little bribery for it.
If I’m not the one sitting there thinking about Qunlat forever, you don’t owe me anything. I’ve been needing to go visit anyway.
If you want to give my mom something, though,
[ is a suggestion, born not of any expectation Asaara would have, but of Xiomara hustling to advocate for for her as a matter of course, ]
she always wants sewing needles. The good kind. The blacksmith can’t make something delicate to save his life, so whenever someone loses a needle it’s the apocalypse.
Iverranfar's probably a full day from the mirror in Seere if we go on the ground, so that'd be three days. Whenever neither of us will be missed too much.
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What for?
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In the absence of someone so fluent, needs must. Whatever you can provide me with would be of beyond words value to me.
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If it's as important as all that, I can take you to my mother. She grew up viddathari.
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she is not even attempting to disguise her excitement at the prospect of meeting xio's mother, however, even as she attempts to temper her expectations with her next question— )
Do you know, perhaps, what comfort she might have with magic in close proximity to her? At this point I would be more than willing to learn in any way she is at ease with, ( this is the most promising lead she's had since that fellow who offered to cut her hands off and leave her for dead, ) but I do have a means by which I might take up only a little of her time, initially.
Though I would greatly wish to remain in contact, if she were willing to allow it, that I might gain better familiarity.
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[ There was no Seer. Dairsmuid. ]
—you know. She got over all of that the first time I broke a bone and needed a healer. So as long as it isn't extra freaky... Is it extra freaky?
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and she does. )
I have an enchantment that I have bound to a particular pen. What I do, you see, is that we will sit together— my hand over hers, as she writes. I will dictate slowly a piece of writing, and using this pen and this ink, my participant will take what I say in trade and write it in the language we wish to share. This is a ... means of conveyance. I gain their understanding of the words, their literacy. For a time, their handwriting, though that passes.
( or doesn't, if she takes certain pains. she can still forge flint's signature so skilfully he might think he had written it, did he know her less well. )
It provides me a quicker framework to the language itself— literacy, not perfect conversational fluency, but with work I can gain the latter much faster than I otherwise would have.
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[ But not freaky. ]
She'll be fine. Ramona might get jealous, with you sitting there holding her hand, but we'll dress you in a potato sack or something.
[ This is a joke. Her step-ish mother is not going to feel like her nearly 30-years-long relationships is threatened by a blonde alien no matter how much cleavage is involved. ]
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I am most grateful for the opportunity, Mlle Novoa. My means are modest, but I'm certain I can arrange a little bribery for it.
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If you want to give my mom something, though,
[ is a suggestion, born not of any expectation Asaara would have, but of Xiomara hustling to advocate for for her as a matter of course, ]
she always wants sewing needles. The good kind. The blacksmith can’t make something delicate to save his life, so whenever someone loses a needle it’s the apocalypse.
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That is easily arranged and I would be glad to do it for taking up her time so.
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Iverranfar's probably a full day from the mirror in Seere if we go on the ground, so that'd be three days. Whenever neither of us will be missed too much.