“Seven years. I’ve been hearing it for longer than that. Mom always told me it wasn’t my role to be simple fire mage.” She had known one day her son would be something beyond a fire mage. He hadn’t understood that at the time.
Galo tosses his head back and laughs, it’s light. “I camped on the edge and waited for it to tell me when it was okay to come in. At rations for three days and only tended to what was in reach of me. It opened for me at dawn of day four. Led me to the heart of the wood and gave me my staff. I took my oaths in that grove.”
The captain had inked him there with the rest of the circle standing witness. “Never worn a shirt unless I had to since. Shouldn’t! We are only supposed to wear robes when we come to judge. We don’t cover these.” He taps his chest with a closed fist and pauses to listen.
“This way.” He says and directs the to the edge of a river that flows almost hidden between the trees crowding its banks. “I should tell you how the judging process goes. Kind of something you should know before we even get ready for it.”
In his memory there hasn’t been a healer judging someone in hundreds of years. It’s of the old world and most people don’t bend the laws so badly a healer has to come visit retribution. He will permanently stain Kray’s reputation just from visiting his door ready to judge.
But the crimes are real and he will do what must be done.
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Date: 2020-05-23 04:43 pm (UTC)Galo tosses his head back and laughs, it’s light. “I camped on the edge and waited for it to tell me when it was okay to come in. At rations for three days and only tended to what was in reach of me. It opened for me at dawn of day four. Led me to the heart of the wood and gave me my staff. I took my oaths in that grove.”
The captain had inked him there with the rest of the circle standing witness. “Never worn a shirt unless I had to since. Shouldn’t! We are only supposed to wear robes when we come to judge. We don’t cover these.” He taps his chest with a closed fist and pauses to listen.
“This way.” He says and directs the to the edge of a river that flows almost hidden between the trees crowding its banks. “I should tell you how the judging process goes. Kind of something you should know before we even get ready for it.”
In his memory there hasn’t been a healer judging someone in hundreds of years. It’s of the old world and most people don’t bend the laws so badly a healer has to come visit retribution. He will permanently stain Kray’s reputation just from visiting his door ready to judge.
But the crimes are real and he will do what must be done.