A Study In Prophecy

[Kender Bard]

Aida shut her eyes a moment as she adjusted to the sudden drain on her energy. Shaking her head lightly, she murmured, "Here we are." This particular chamber was exactly like the other one, with one major difference; there were pictures all over the place, hanging on almost every spare bit of wall.

[Devon]

Sage made sure to support Aida in case she felt a little weak to walk. Glancing around the room he looked astonished at all that was around him. "So many pictures. What are these for exactly?"

[Kender Bard]

"More prophecies," Aida instructed. "You see, an even more common form of prophecy is the vision and so we must try to render our visions as best as we can. Many a priest of Etaf has taken up sketching. Those who are utterly hopeless at the task write down a description as best as they can and leave it here for more talented artists to try and give life to. Once again, we Minds have an advantage here; we can simply transmit our image to one another." She shrugged. "Etaf loves the Minds almost as much as Thuoth it would seem."

[Devon]

Sage chuckled, "That does seem to be the case and even better with that gift we were all given by that dragon. Recalling those visions shouldn't be very hard for us either."

[Kender Bard]

"Feel free to inspect these," Aida said to him, smiling a little. "The problem with the visual art is how it is so very much more open to interpretation than the written words. Though, of course, that can be rather ambiguous."

[Devon]

Sage nodded and walked around the room taking his time to inspect each picture carefully. "These are all very interesting, but I can see how they would be a little harder to interpret."

[Kender Bard]

"Which do you prefer to analyze?" Aida asked. "The visions or the written prophecies? It'll help me hone you towards a more specific craft, unless you just want to generalize."

[Devon]

Sage grins, "Written prophecies would give me a better excuse to sit around and read all day. So I'll work with those."

[Kender Bard]

Aida laughed softly, nodding. "Aye, well then, if that's the case, how about we return to Sensatia? It's been a long day, for both of us but especially you. I suspect you'll want some rest."

[Devon]

Sage nodded, "Yes this is all a lot to take in, I'll need a good nights rest to process it all." Touching his sign, he held out his hand for Aida. "Ready when you are Miss Aida."