S6-EdricOnys

Edric Crestrun

It was morning, the fourth day of their journey towards Waterdeep. Edric, always the last to wake up, found himself rising with the sun today as he got up and stretched. Something had been on his mind, something that Erys had said towards the end of their training the day before. She had mentioned going to talk to her sister, and he had some suspicion why. He wasn't exactly sure where she was at this time, but he went off in search of her, Catbird taking off from his perch in a nearby tree to help scout her out for his master.

Onys Kiirnodel

Onys isn't far from the camp. Already awake, the elf is found kneeling just beyond a small stand of birch, quietly greeting the sun with a few last adjustments of her armor and the drawing of her greatsword. She puts the tip of the blade to the ground and leans her head against the weapon in silent prayer.

Edric Crestrun

It wasn't long before Edric had found his way over, keeping his distance as he saw her praying, not wanting to disturb her quiet moment between herself and her god. It was part of why he was here in the first place, after all. Slowly and gently, he took a seat from his fair distance, and waited out for her to finish what she was doing, as he paid careful attention to her behavior.

Onys Kiirnodel

A moment or three later, she stands, lifting her sword and slowly raising it over her head, then down again, the elfwoman working the kinks out, stretching, limbering. She doesn't turn to face Edric, but she clearly notices him. "Good morrow, Edric," she says, continuing to work through her morning preparations, basic mechanics and calisthenics.

Edric Crestrun

He nods slightly, still sitting cross legged as he watched her go through the motions. It wasn't too dissimilar to the exercises he had been doing with Erys to warm up before their training sessions, he thought. "Mornin', Onys. Don't let me disturb ya." Catbird landed on his shoulder and began to groom himself, silently observing as well. Yeah, he had some questions to ask but he had all the time in the world these days.

Onys Kiirnodel

Onys's early work is the basic preparation required of any armored soldier, but she quickly moves past it into more advanced strikes and parries, coming to a pause a few minutes later, when curiosity gets the better of her and she sheaths her sword, turning towards the seated wizard and his familiar. "Is something the matter?"

Edric Crestrun

Standing up as he's finally recognized, he smiled, as Catbird took off into the air and off into the woods to hunt once more. "Guess it's a curiosity as of late, but blame your sister, I'm interested in how the more religious of y'all manage your relationships with your gods. This ain't a goof or nothin' either. I'm seriously considerin' becoming more religious myself, and I guess I wanna know how the rest of you do it, having mostly gotten a view of the Sune side of things from Erys."

Onys Kiirnodel

Onys furrows her brow, narrows her eyes. She barely even talks with Erys about her religious practice, much less with outsiders, much less with this particular outsider. Still, she does not wish to start another argument this early in the morning, so she provides an answer of sorts: "That is…a very personal question, Edric. For myself, anyway. My sister would sing from the rooftops her love for her patroness. My relationship with my patroness is…private to me. I give her prayer each night beneath the moon, and I see her hand in beauty and love all around me." She shrugs. "I have felt her presence in prayer and in revel, and she supports my hand, whether my task is grim or joyous."

Edric Crestrun

Nodding, he pulls out a separate notebook from his usual weathered tome, and writes out some notes with a quill. "Nah, I get ya. You ain't gotta say anythin' else if you want. I guess the whole thing is kind of foreign to me, most religion I've had before this was throwin' gems to the Bitch Queen before I went out to sea. Prayin' out of love and devotion, instead of fear, isn't something I've ever done. But I want to. I've seen how certain y'all can be when you believe your God is behind you, and… I kind of envy that. It's beautiful, y'know?" Closing his book, he sighed. "…sorry to have bothered ya. I'll take off, you can get back to yer business."

Onys Kiirnodel

Onys is surprised by this turn of events. No argument. No towering wizard's ego to contend with. Perhaps he was trying to make a change. "It's no bother…it is a great comfort to have the divine take up your burden, instead of carrying their geas, and I hope you find what you seek." She slips her gloves off, stuffing them into her belt. "My business at this point is breakfast, as I would assume yours would be."

Edric Crestrun

Blinking, he smirked, although this time without the implication of his usual know-it-all remark to follow. "Yeah, breakfast sounds like a good idea. Mind if I join ya?" He hadn't spoken much to Onys outside of their usual quips, and since they left for Waterdeep he had been distant, mostly spending time with Quinys and Erys, trying to figure out a few things between the three of them as they made the long cross-country trip. This might be a chance to make up for some of his early missteps.

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