Elvarav'ahn, Part I
: a complex question.
Melarue belongs to @justanartsysideblog , set in @feynites LG au.
Melarue is an interesting manager.
There is no doubt they are a good one, and Elaera would have no trouble arguing that fact to any who would challenge it.
That is not what makes them intriguing, though.
Elaera has known them for quite some time now, and yet she isn’t sure she could say with confidence that she really knows them at all.
When she was younger, she spent more than a few nights pondering why. Why did she not know them, if she had known them for so long?
Now she is older, and thinks she has a piece of the answer to the mystery.
Because while Elaera is not so cunning, or so shrewd, that does not mean she does see, or hear. Elaera is pensive, introspective.
She remembers what she learns, and reflects. Ruminates until she has an answer, or determines she will not find one. Contemplation is a skill she has always been gifted in, and the older she gets, the more valuable she finds this skill.
People underestimate her. They mistake her wandering mind for inattention, and let themselves speak of things they otherwise wouldn’t in the presence of a pleasure worker.
People often forget who trained her in the first place; who spent years helping Elaera cultivate this skill of hers. Perhaps it is because she is not as ambitious as some of her fellow students, or because there is a solemn quality to her she has never truly been able to completely disguise.
Nevertheless, the surprise of people’s faces when they are reminded of this fact is a constant source of amusement for her. In her youth, the shock had offended her on some level, but she has long since discovered the value in being overlooked.
If one had asked her at one hundred if she was a spy, she would’ve given an adamant rejection of such a notion, and it would’ve been true.
If one asked her now, her reaction would be largely the same, and yet very much less true, because.. well.
It must first be understood that she has never loved Arlathan, or it’s principles. Has never been able to see into the illusion of its grandeur and actually believe it to be true, as so many seemed to. Can never hear of past victories and not see the shattered spirits and lifeless bodies the battles left behind.
In this way, she thinks she may be similar to Melarue, because she cannot fathom how a spirit of Cunning could have ever been fooled by the mask of glory Elvhenan wears.
So when this mysterious manager of hers seeks information in not nearly so many words, Elaera gives it freely, with no desire for material wealth in return.
After all, the kind of information someone wants can be just as telling as the answers themselves, and that is a payment of a kind far more fascinating to her than any other.
This is the first piece.
