Duck Lake Manifest Destiny

She smiled appreciatively at the pries-Speaker's compliment. She had never been praised for choosing to become a priestess, it was almost expected of her. She and her brothers had fit into the three trades of the Dark Brotherhood easily, each of their personalities perfect for each role, as if it was predestined. It was a breath of fresh air to be complimented.

Potema had only met a few other contemplative people in her life. Her brother Cicero and mother being in that small category. Other people would be annoyed by the pauses and her faraway look, but Potema was both patient and used to the silence in conversations.

The tribe system that the Speaker described was very ritualistic and rigid. It did not sound like there was much room for movement or choice. Your were chosen from birth and nearly forced into that training. It wasn't ideal for her. "It is different, and yes, you're correct."