Forest breeze

[Anastasia]

The fading images are of yourself and your siblings, a moment's memory flaring as you see them.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa let's out a hum, enjoying the memory and watching it play out.

[Anastasia]

Just flickers now, little fading bits that are too indistinct to draw anything from.

Yet you find yourself smiling afterwards.

Quick check, what languages do you speak? Matters.

[Iron Dragoon]

Common, Draconic, Celestial, Abyssal, Elven, Sylvan, Halfling, Infernal, Dwarven, Aquan, Auran, Ignan, Terran. But I'd have Bibliotheca running as a standard daily buff which gives all languages.

[Anastasia]

On the wind is the gusting sighs of Auran, which speak as follows, "In the wind I can be found, for the wind always travels towards the next adventure. It never ceases moving, even in the stuffiest lull."

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa considers and takes to the air, closing her eyes and letting the hood of her cloak down, letting the wind move her hair and feeling the current of it and flying along with it.

[Anastasia]

You fly on the wind, flying above the mountain. You are carried over the sea as you have a sense of being watched, of being traveled with. Someone is near you, a simple feeling of someone being there and listening.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa opens her eyes and surveys the area, taking in where her wanderings lead her.

[Anastasia]

You are over the ocean, flying amid the moonlight. No one is around you and you don't see land in any direction.

[Iron Dragoon]

"Back at the ocean, hm? Perhaps to suggest an unexplored realm?"

Alyssa takes a moment to study the horizon of the ocean, meditating on the thought of exploring underwater.

[Anastasia]

You meditate that on a time, all while you have that sense of someone being there and listening.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa begins praying to Shaundakul in her meditation. More of a reverent conversation, really.

'My Lord Shaundakul, I seek your wisdom and helping hand. I feel my move into your realm was the right thing to do, but I also hold concerns about leaving Arythma to fend for itself. I do not hold the power to be able to mask communication with the Order from the likes of Shar, and I worry about Malcanthet being vengeful over my snubbing her. I ask for guidance on how to accomplish this.'

[Anastasia]

On the wind the same voice is heard again, "Beware both, but Malcanthet can be stopped easier. Neutralize her first and find peace with her, one way or another."

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa gives a mental nod. A decision made.

'But how do I shield my communication with the Order? Is there even a way to do so?'

[Anastasia]

"What is spoken aloud can be overheard, what is written can be read. The dictates of the mind, while not inviolate, are far harder to intercept," The voice whispers on the winds.