"Of course My Lady," Aolani crooned, reaching out to brush Nai's hair from her forehead. "I appreciate your kindness, but I'm afraid my greatest desire is immaterial, and something very difficult to obtain." Her pale cheeks flushed the faintest of pinks for a brief moment.
With a flourish of her hand, a bottle of ink and some parchment appeared on the bed. "Write your letter, My Lady, and I'll have it sent to your father. And while you do so, I'll answer your question about me." There was a pause as Aolani settled herself to tell the Oracle of her... unique situation.
"I was once a soldier for the Kingdom of Light," she began plainly. "Well, I was training to be one, rather. My mother was a general in the army, and my elder brother followed in her footsteps. I too, was rather keen on joining the army..." Her eyes clouded over as she continued, "My mother was slain on the battlefield. I can hardly remember it, the news came so fast. After her death my brother worked his way up and replaced her as the next general. He--" Aolani found it hard to speak past the lump in her throat. "He too fell in battle..." The angel found herself blinking away tears, willing them not to fall.
After a deep breath to enter herself, Aolani continued, "After his death I quit my training and secluded myself. I became lost in my thoughts, thinking about how pointless this war is for both sides. I turned to the temple of Haliea for answers, and soon found myself as its head priestess in my quest for answers. This quest led me to Vaerath's temple, as well. There hadn't been a head priest in some time, and under a veil I took that role." Aolani chuckled.
"I'm afraid it's not a very exciting story."
With a flourish of her hand, a bottle of ink and some parchment appeared on the bed. "Write your letter, My Lady, and I'll have it sent to your father. And while you do so, I'll answer your question about me." There was a pause as Aolani settled herself to tell the Oracle of her... unique situation.
"I was once a soldier for the Kingdom of Light," she began plainly. "Well, I was training to be one, rather. My mother was a general in the army, and my elder brother followed in her footsteps. I too, was rather keen on joining the army..." Her eyes clouded over as she continued, "My mother was slain on the battlefield. I can hardly remember it, the news came so fast. After her death my brother worked his way up and replaced her as the next general. He--" Aolani found it hard to speak past the lump in her throat. "He too fell in battle..." The angel found herself blinking away tears, willing them not to fall.
After a deep breath to enter herself, Aolani continued, "After his death I quit my training and secluded myself. I became lost in my thoughts, thinking about how pointless this war is for both sides. I turned to the temple of Haliea for answers, and soon found myself as its head priestess in my quest for answers. This quest led me to Vaerath's temple, as well. There hadn't been a head priest in some time, and under a veil I took that role." Aolani chuckled.
"I'm afraid it's not a very exciting story."
