Chapter 292 - A Wandering to the West (2/2)
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*Eldovian Era 1714, 9th day of the 2nd month*
It turned out that it wasn't so likely.
They'd arrived in Havena, a city nestled in the valley between two sides of the Lapis Harengi Mountain Range, and had no indication of where the Blue Suns were likely to have set up a camp. In fact, most people seemed to not even recognise the name. The few that did refused to talk about them. Like it was a subject that they could not utter a word about for fear of some kind of divine punishment.
Aegin was inclined to hand out such divine punishment if Rima hadn't insisted that it wasn't necessary. Despite the repeated failures, she didn't seem overly phased by the lack of information which surprised both Tigin and Aegin.
”Are you not disappointed?” asked Tigin, appearing legitimately confused at her demeanor.
”Of course, I am,” Rima had replied, ”But how is that going to help me find what I seek? If I reserve myself to disappointment, haven't I already given up?”
Aegin had huffed to the side, having recently returned from a hunt. Rima and Tigin never pitied the souls he prayed on. He'd proven more than once that they were deserving of such a fate, ”Positive thinking isn't going to get us answers”.
Rima shrugged, ”Probably not, but we were aware that this quest of ours would not be easy, nor would we complete it in a short time. If those in Havena, one of the Triad cities, are unable or unwilling to talk about the Tribes, it's not entirely surprising. To get information about the Tribes, the best source is always-”
”The Tribes themselves,” Tigin finished, realising why Rima wasn't all that unhappy about their failure, ”So what? We just go out into the Hava Restellan and start asking questions?”
”From what you've told me, I have a feeling they won't take too kindly to that,” said Aegin.
”Probably not, but we're not necessarily trying to become friends,” said Rima, ”From what I know, the Tribes are temperamental when it comes to strangers. If you approach them, they're less likely to meet your demands, but if they approach you…”
”They will?” asked Aegin.
”Well, it's not a definite, but it is more likely,” Rima admitted.
Tigin nodded, ”That sounds about right. My father was always like that. Preferring to be left alone unless he made the first move”.
Rima nodded, ”The Tribes are prideful and self-sustaining. They interact with each other only out of necessity, and only when that necessity is born from something they cannot hope to produce or remedy themselves”.
”We have little to offer them,” said Aegin.
”We have you,” Rima replied.
Aegin raised an eyebrow, ”Are you using me for your own gain?”
”Why are you around us again?” asked Tigin.
Aegin paused in thought, then looked away, ”Wandering aimlessly it is then”.
”I wouldn't say aimlessly, that's a sure way to die in the Hava Restellan,” Rima smiled, ”Think of it more like taking a route without a final destination”.
”That's pretty much the definition of wandering aimlessly,” Aegin huffed.
”He has a point,” Tigin stated.
Rima turned to her oldest friend, ”Whose side are you on?”
Tigin shifted his big body away from Rima's confrontational look. Aegin couldn't help but smile at the gentle giant, ”I don't like sides”.
Didn't they all? That was practically why they were here.
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