Blackfeather Woods In the middle with the beggars and rejects
Private  August 15, 2019, 03:15 PM
Rowan
Blackfeather Woods
Fledgeling
The boy had to know what was up and down in this world. 
He'd almost succumbed to the Void Maegi had spoken of, had witnessed death and eaten the dead. Maegi would be able to answer all his questions.

The boy bounded through the Mire from roots to roots, keeping himself from sinking into the thick, wet ickiness. He made his way towards the Alter where he'd seen the Nona take dead things and where they gathered for a lesson. 
As he neared, he saw the pale figure he sought and a soft spur of joy radiated through him. His head tilted, wandering closer with a softly wagging tail and a chirpy chuff.

"Can you teach me today?" He asked full of hope. So bright for what may be such a dark topic.

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August 16, 2019, 03:16 PM
Maegi
Blackfeather Woods
Nona
The chirp drew her attention—it wasn't one of her three; she knew their voices nearly as well as her own by now—and she turned to see Rowan approach, looking excited. His query pleased her; she smiled, giving him a brief nod and pausing her work on the cache of herbs tucked neatly between a couple of old, moss-blanketed boulders. She could always resume later.

Of course, Maegi said warmly, settling down on her haunches. Still, still, her curled paw dangled slightly above the ground, above the other. . .but it always would. She had once hoped that maybe she'd grow into it, and her body would become even, but to no avail. She had made her peace with the imperfections of her body, her face, her soul.

What do you want to learn about? she asked, wondering if he had something in mind already or if it was more of a general knowledge session. She was fine with either, truly.
August 18, 2019, 01:22 PM
Rowan
Blackfeather Woods
Fledgeling
He studied the woman for a moment, realising how different she looked from Tundra when they should look so similar. He didn't think her as wrong or different or imperfect. To him, she was normal. He'd grown up knowing her and she was respected. Always would be.

He grinned, happy she had the time for him.
"Death." Came his simple reply. "What do I do with the dead?"
The question he desperately wanted to know because of his birds. They deserved something other than rotting on the woodland floor, he felt. He treated them as friends and yet they could be commanded. He was already learning to use his own voice to influence them. 

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One lie is enough to question all truths.
August 19, 2019, 02:07 PM
Maegi
Blackfeather Woods
Nona
Oh. Okay. That was. . .not quite what she expected. Then again, hadn't she begged Vaati to teach her about the Void, once upon a time? Sure, there had been an impending war, but kids were always curious. Rowan was as sharp as any child; naturally, he'd want to know.

You mean like the bodies that are left behind? Maegi asked, blinking slowly at the pup. Because souls after death go to the Void, but not bodies. They stay here to rejoin the earth. Peryite takes them.

Perhaps it wasn't quite canon within the Brotherhood lore that Peryite, indeed, was the keeper of dead and decaying bodies. But in Maegi's mind, Peryite was just that, and she would impart that wisdom, however misguided or biased, onto young Rowan. It was all she knew to do in this moment.

When bodies are dead, they rot, she continued. Peryite is lord of decay; Peryite will take them down into the earth when they've disintegrated into nothing. That happened with my boys, she murmured, a sudden lump in her throat. Nirgali and Ninazu. They joined Peryite quite early.

With a small cough, ducking her chin a little bit, she continued, glancing toward the rough direction of Nightcaller Temple. Bring the body to the place where we met the other day, Maegi explained. Lay it down by the Altar as a tribute to Peryite. Peryite will reward you in some way, I'm sure.
August 19, 2019, 03:22 PM
Rowan
Blackfeather Woods
Fledgeling
The boy nodded when she questioned his, willing her to continue as she did. 
Her information was very valuable to the boy. He could now honour his friends and followers when they left the world to go to the void. And to hear Peryite would like to take their bodies, in turn rewarding him for his service, only fueled him to do so.

But her murmuring that held the same pain his Mother did at the grave of his unknown sister. He knew now why his Mother was so sad there. Her brother too. It was a loss that caused this kind of sadness in one.
"They are with Peryite now." At least, from what he could understand. Little did he know that Maegi's name was also Peryite. Perhaps he'd be able to better console her if he knew. They'd always be with her, in her heart and mind and spirit. Even if they were not real.

"What about souls? Does Sithis look after them?" His head canted slightly, inquisitive still.

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One lie is enough to question all truths.
August 21, 2019, 09:21 PM
Maegi
Blackfeather Woods
Nona
The boy's words brought unexpected tears to her eyes, a brief glimmer that she blinked away quickly. Not that she cared if he noticed. . .but it wouldn't do, here. She was the teacher and he the pupil; they were engaged in something far greater than her grief. Something far greater than either of them.

I. . .don't know, actually, Maegi responded, shifting a little awkwardly. I'm afraid I don't know as much about Sithis as I do about Peryite. (Or thought she knew, at least.) I know he looks after—no, he is the Void, and the Void is Sithis, and that's where souls go after death. So I guess. . .

She lifted her chin, giving Rowan an inquisitive look. What do you think? she asked. What does your own intuition tell you? He was a bright child, sensitive to the spirits here. She knew Sithis would give him the answer one way or another.