Ilrenya talks to Nara’enil - 29/4/24
After asking around, Ilrenya finally finds Nara'enil outside Bel'Ameth, by the Root-Bound Sanctuary. The older druid is napping on a hammock, but easily rouses to exchange greetings and introductions with the young woman. Ilrenya, in her usual fashion, directly explains the reason for seeking out the sister of her Honoured Teacher, but Nara'enil's reaction is not what she expected.
N: Meladriss has another Thero'shan? This is wonderful. How did he find you?
I: Shan'do Rakeclaw passed away and instructed me to continue my learning with him... he said his legacy is Shan'do Moonclaw's to pass onward because he's the only one who followed his teaching completely.
What follows is a brief tangent about the ancient First Druid and how his life ended. Ilrenya does her best to direct the conversation away from herself and back to the matter at hand.
N: You wish to know how Mela struggled with control? Would that not affect the way you see him as your teacher?
Ilrenya shakes her head.
I: I think a good teacher isn't afraid to admit vulnerability so that their student can learn better...
Nara'enil smiles faintly at Ilrenya, watching her with increased interest. But she does not answer Ilrenya straight away. Instead, she asks Ilrenya to stay with her for a while as she takes a walk around Amirdrassil to find something more comfortable to slumber in when she returns to the Dream. Their conversation ends up with Ilrenya being commissioned to make a robe that she decides to fashion in the likeness of the one she wore as Freya in the play.
In the hours that follow, they end up in Bel'Ameth after Ilrenya sourced out the materials, so she can shape and sew them. Nara'enil slowly gets to know Ilrenya better despite the young woman's initial reluctance to open up about her sordid background. Yet the painful recollections are balanced by teasing out moments that give Ilrenya more confidence: when she is working on the leather, scale, and ironbark before her, or when she is asked about her goal in life to in turn become a teacher and guide younger elves herself, whether as a craftswoman, or as a druid.
I: I.. have a long way to go.
Nara'enil responds with her usual enigmatic smile.
N: I know someone like you, or used to be like you. You'll get there one day, even if it takes you another three thousand years.
I: That's.. such a long time.
Ilrenya frowns and her ears pin back slightly.
N: It feels like it doesn't it? I envy the men who slept for centuries or even millennia at a go in the Dream. It can feel like mere weeks, but when you wake up, more time has passed than you thought. Though I'm Meladriss' age, it feels like I've lived twice as long and I'm only just starting to witness the blossoming prime of his life after I've exhausted mine.
Nara'aenil chuckles softly.
N: However, what you learn in that seemingly brief time in the Dream is exponential, and you will always carry it with you in your practice when you awake. This is why Meladriss is Shan'do and a veteran.
I: Must I... also Dream so that I gain better control over my form?
Nara'enil shakes her head.
N: That is a matter of practice and finding your own way to do so. It is about will, and most importantly understanding yourself. No one else can give you that control. Only you can.
Ilrenya pauses mid stitch. She stares at Nara'enil with deep curiosity, and repeats her questions more firmly now, growing impatient with the hours of deflection.
I: Why did Shan'do ask me to come and ask -you- about his difficulty with control? What is it that he is unable to tell me himself? He said guilt drove him to finally master it... What or who did he hurt?
Ilrenya frowns as she says this. Nara'enil's pleasant demeanour softens into one of placid somberness.
N: You understand that when we become too immersed - become too much at one with the spirit that blessed us with our form, that we can lose ourselves in it. There's no better example of this than those who sought to control Goldrinn's fury, which is nigh untameable and condemned many of our kin. But that of great Ursoc can be too, if you allow your mind to be lost to the primal beast within.
Ilrenya listens intently now, all materials and tools set aside.
N: You understand that the Balance is core to our axiom. It is that which we must apply not just in preserving the Great Cycle, but in every aspect of our learning and our lives. Meladriss immersed himself too long and too greatly for many years, retreating from civilisation and from kin, and for a while, lost that balance as he followed in the footsteps of Ursoc.
Ilrenya nods slowly. Nara'enil keeps quiet, but Ilrenya presses her further.
I: What happened, exactly? How did he gain control back?
The older druid gives a faint smile that does not reach her eyes. Her tone is as gentle as ever as she answers Ilrenya.
N: My brother’s relationship with his father, my Shan’do, is extremely poor. I am certain you know how that feels. It was so bad that he once attacked him when all Shan’do wanted to do was to tell him off and drag him away from being too isolated and too deeply submerged in the Wilds. His intentions were good, but it was the wrong thing to do, and the wrong way to approach him. I tried to protect him from Meladriss and ended up being the one hurt instead.
Ilrenya cants her head as her brows knit. Her gaze trails over Nara'enil, and she takes in the very old, faded scars that are concentrated dominantly over Nara'enil's right shoulder, face, arm, and sides. Though covered by the more recent tattoo over her shoulder, they are there.
N: That was what snapped Mela out of it at that moment. I think since then, he has been doing his best to gain better control. He did return to the Dream after that if memory serves me, but even after he awakened, it was a struggle. Especially when Nordrassil fell with the orcs invading, and then the Burning Legion.
Nara'enil does not elaborate on this further. She maintains her sombre, level eye contact with Ilrenya, making sure the young Thero'shan is listening to every word she is saying.
N: It is easy to withdraw into comforting darkness, away from people, away from reminders of pain. Habits are difficult to break for that reason. Even after your Shan'do joined the Sentinel cadre, he still found comfort in shifting back into his bear form and retreating from socialising. It was only after he forged strong bonds with them that he found more balance, I believe.
Ilrenya finally nods. She looks away from Nara'enil to a few younglings, slightly younger than herself, joke and laugh further down the Terrace. Nara'enil peers at her with a smile.
N: But should you ever hurt someone you never meant to, be not so hard on yourself. You are not perfect, and you are still learning. Even the greatest Archdruids still have something new to add to their knowledge. Sometimes getting into trouble is how some individuals understand.
A scarred hand lifts to support her temple. Ilrenya turns back to Nara'enil searchingly.
I: It's a very high price to pay for learning...
N: From what I can see, you are the sort to be cautious until you are allowed not to be, is that right?
Ilrenya shrugs. She looks down at her hands, breaking eye contact once more. Nara'enil smiles.
N: You will find your way along your path. The beast acts in accordance with our own deeper emotions. It is your work to understand what those are, and why they are. Goldrinn the Ferocious knows only the hunt. His spirit will turn even the most placid and rational into nought but the manifestation of single minded, unending fury. This is why it cannot be controlled on one's own, and the worgen need an external means to aid them. On the other hand, Ursoc the Mighty knows protection and loyalty. His rage and tenacity is directed when and where it is needed. What are you protecting, not just outside yourself but also within? Why are you protecting it? These are questions only you can answer. In them, you can start to find your way towards control if you fear so much to hurt those close to you.
Nara'enil reaches out to touch the beads around Ilrenya’s neck.
N: Are these a lingering practice of Bereon Rakeclaw?
I: I.. am not sure. I have only seen Shan'do Rakeclaw as a bear. He embodied Ursol more than Ursoc. But Shan'do Moonclaw gave them to me. He has a similar one he wears too.
Nara'enil smiles.
N: I have seen them used in meditation. Perhaps Meladriss uses them as such. Perhaps they will help you in your own journey.
There does not seem to be anything else Nara'enil has to say on the topic. Ilrenya finally lets out a small sigh and bows her head in respect, mind in deep thought as she ponders all that she has heard.
Before Ilrenya departs Amirdrassil once more, she presents Nara’enil with her new set of armour, which the older druid accepts with gratitude.
I: Won’t the Priestesses be unhappy that you are wearing white like them?
N: Maybe, but surely any intelligent person can tell that I am not one of them.
Nara’enil gives Ilrenya a sly wink. Ilrenya peers at her but makes no further comment. With thanks and well wishes, they part ways.















