The Way Ahead

Chapter 50: Feyday

Chapter 50: Feyday

Who am I? Edwin was taken aback, Who are you? And where have you been? Ive been here for probably a week. Have you just been asleep or something?

The nymph glared at Edwin suspiciously, eyes narrowing as she presumably Identified him. Well then, hed return the favor.

Enchanting Hydromantic Tender-Muse

So she had an actual Class, then. Interesting. He wasnt entirely sure what that meant, but it seemed significant.

An Alchemist? I didnt huh. Curious Her voice was soothing and soft, and Edwin had to wrench his brain into order to avoid being lulled into complacency. It didnt even feel like a Skill, or did it? Was he just that bad at paying attention to people when they talked? He hoped not, Not a supplicant, then?

Uh, no. I suppose not. I was just trying to clean up after a hunt, I didnt know you were in there, my fair lady. Surprise notwithstanding, manners never hurt, You surprised me is all. I am Edwin.

She shifted her posture in a way that was probably significant but was lost on Edwin. Was she trying to be more formal as well? She was standing straighter now, feet lightly touching the surface of the now-still pond, Ah yes. Naturally. As is only natural. My presence is naturally quite surprising to those who may not have been anticipating my presence. Your apology is accepted. What brings you, supplicant Edwin, to my spring in these fine woods? She looked around at the clearing, assessing the surroundings.

Edwin had to choke back a smile. He may be nearly completely oblivious to virtually all nonverbal cues, but nearly wasnt completely, and he knew all too well the signs of someone desperately bluffing their way through a conversation in the vague hope theyd figure out what was going on midway through. His overall fear of the nymph fell a fair bit, and while he still was somewhat wary of her, he couldnt resist the urge to have a bit of fun with her, Why is it not obvious, my lady? The same reason all of those who came before me have sought your presence. Have you truly forgotten the past so quickly?

There was a brief, delicious moment of absolute panic on the Muses face as she attempted to stammer a reply, N-no. Of course not, I would never her eyes narrowed and she glared at Edwin, though without any real malice, You! You would play such a joke upon one as fine as I?

Edwin couldnt quite hold it in, and he started chuckling. That got a slight twitch on the corner of the feys mouth, which only made him start laughing even more. Fortunately, it seemed it was a twitch of amusement rather than annoyance, and she didnt strike him on the spot. He recovered quickly, composing himself before he got too carried away with his laughter, Im sorry. I just understand how you feel, all too well, he gave a momentary bow- he nearly extended his hand to shake but that didnt seem like a good idea given the sorts of stories about lake-dwellers drowning careless people- and looked the nymph in the eye, My name is Edwin. I came out here, into the Verdant, as a chance to find some freedom in the wilds, escape those who would do me harm, and to hone my capabilities. And you are?

It was a bit of a risk, treating an in all likelihood very capricious and powerful individual as something approaching a peer, but he was on dry land and there was no way hed be sticking around here if hed have to deal with someone who demanded excessive levels of respect and supplication. If she did want him to treat her like a local god or something, well Better to get it out of the way early than to put even more time into his work, only to be forced to abandon it. Still, it seemed to pay off, as she didnt immediately blast him with water or anything.

Im Inion, she eventually offered, And you said that this is the Verdant? On Joriah?

Yes? Did you expect to be elsewhere?

She shook her head in partial exasperation, I merely did not expect such a drastic change from the last time I was awake. Do you happen to know how many years have passed?

Lady Inion, I havent even the faintest clue as to how to even begin to find that out.

Fair fair. She sat down on the surface of the water and indicated Edwin should do the same. He mentally shrugged and took a seat on a relatively smooth stone next to him, What year is it currently?

Edwin hopelessly shrugged, I dont know, actually. Im not local, just passing through.

I see. Do the Connacht still hold sway? Did the Vossali conquer them? she inquired, and got only a blank stare in response each time, I see. What kingdom holds the Rhothos, then? Huh. That was the first time a name had been translated. Well, not counting the coins, at least, though did those really count?

Uh, no kingdom. The Lirasian Empire rules the Rhothos, and I think the entire continent other than whats inside the Verdant. He hazarded, hoping that it wouldnt upset her too much, Did you enjoy the Connachts presence?

Inion raised her hands and raised and lowered them in inverse unison, one going up as the other went down. It took a moment before he realized she was imitating scales, Somewhat. They knew how to treat me properly- she shot a glance at Edwin, who merely chuckled, But they similarly insisted on always holding festivals and rituals in my pond, and always insisted on blood sacrifices no matter how much I told them I didnt want it. Leaves a foul taste in my waters. The Lirasian Empire, though she thought for a moment, Oh! Whatsisname Liras! That bird-guy, whatever theyre called.

Avior? Edwin hazarded.

Ya, them! Back before I fell asleep, all the druids were trying to do some ritual to fight off Conqueror something-Liras, Kares, Arras, Sarris, uhh.

Ya... we cant talk about some stuff while were nope, cant talk about that either. Just, knowledge that shouldnt be known here. The System is very picky about that. Its a pity, too, because I miss nope, that would be a warning too. Okay, my turn to say we change topics!

So, there was something that fey werent able to talk about? It included wherever they returned to, mentioning that naiads bound to objects was off limits? Could fey just not talk about themselves or their home? Well, time to test that.

So fey?

Ya! Fey! she sagged, Not a lot I can tell you there, though, unless you already know it?

Well, that seemed to both be partial confirmation-

No. Bad Edwin. That doesnt tell you anything new, just agrees what you already observed. No black swan fallacy here.

-but also a great way to put him on the spot. Darn it, he though he was done with quizzes! Okay, think. Fey in mythology and fantasy, regarding naiads- But those were Greek!- shut up, brain, and other stuff, Are you from some place thats like Joriah, but really extreme and full of wild animals and other fey? That humans can sort of visit, but return different in some way? Then naiads bind to objects, like rivers or rocks or winds?

Nah, weatherbound are called Sylphs. You do seem to know about Arcadia, though Inion seemed to be waiting for something with bated breath, only breathing a sigh of relief after more than a few seconds had passed, Nice. Anyway, ya! Arcadia is where were from, and we get to Joriah through ways. Do you know what those ways are? Edwin shook his head, Ah, no matter. Anyway, place of a buncha life, we sometimes come here, some bind to trees and bushes and other silly stuff, others pick waters and stones, all that good stuff. Okay, my turn! Howd you get to be an Alchemist? First one of those Ive seen.

Really?

Ya. Closest they came that I saw was Herbalist, and even those were low-grade stuff.

Wait, how do you know what an alchemist is if youve never seen one before?

Sa secret, she mumbled.

Edwin raised an eyebrow, but decided not to pursue the matter. It probably wouldnt affect him, Well, I guess technology has progressed a lot in two thousand years. I just was offered the Path, evolved my Improvisation into Alchemy.

Riiiight. Forgot about that. Curious that itd pick Improvisation though and just give basic Alchemy.

Anyway, Physical Alchemist path, Alchemy Skill, here I am. Hmmm. You mentioned Herbalist? I dont suppose I might be able to get some help gathering up some herbs for that sort of thing? Thats actually why I came to the Verdant instead of some other secluded place, I wanted to benefit from the magical plants. I dont know what I might be able to provide in return, but theres probably something. A mischievous smile crept across Inions face, and after a second, Edwin realized what she was thinking, No. Not that.

The naiad stuck her tongue out at him, then seemed to genuinely consider it for a moment, Ah, sure. Itll be good to stretch my legs a bit, see whats changed, all that stuff.

Wait, you dont want anything in exchange?

She shrugged, Naaahhh. You mortals can be cute to watch scurry around, trying to figure out new stuff. Tossing your little plants in a cauldron and try singing at it to cure a fever. Its adorable. So long as I get to watch, its totally worth it. Deal?

Why do I feel like this is a bad idea?

Because alchemy is an awful idea to begin with! Do you know what the mortality rate is for alchemists?

Im going to hazard a guess that its not as high as for people who readily make innocent-sounding deals with fey.

Touch.