He gave a slight shrug as to whether the elder Chandrakant had known Quanil. "They're young, and it sounds like they've lived in the Outskirts their whole life. Their family is very overprotective of them, and they didn't travel into the Settlement much... but they're here now," he added with a wry grin. "And very enthusiastic in asking as many questions as they can fit into one breath!" Sometimes he was worried Quanil would turn blue, trying to get all their questions out without a pause in between for answers, but appreciated the eagerness and the burning desire to learn more, even if it could be a bit overwhelming at times.
Her question made him pause to count, and before he could answer she had looked away, bringing up another ghost. The thought of Maea beating up Amalia did make him smile for a bare second before it faded into a thoughtful frown. "Actually... she's not anymore," he admitted with a soft sigh of regret. "She was... dissatisfied with just learning magic from myself, Deimos, and Loren. She wanted to join Zariah's new academy. Given our history with Zariah I ruled that no Loreseeker could also be one of the Merciless's students, even when she offered to be a spy." A look of frustration passed over his face. "I don't want us to be spies. That's not why I founded the guild, but..." he draw a breath, relaxing hands that had closed into fists and taking strength from the star charm he held. "I told her that if she ever left Zariah, she could return to the Loreseekers. We're still on good terms, but she's no longer... no longer one of us."
He shook his head regretfully, then raised it again to give her a rueful smile, or at least the shadow of one. "Loren joined in Flowerbirth but then resigned recently, too, after Abasi... died." Understandable, that he would need time to himself to mourn. "But Quanil and Tarasha - one of our Fae neighbors - joined, and so did an Outlander named Kalynd. A priestess from Halo did, too; Ingrid, though I haven't seen her much since. And there's you, me, and Sam, of course," he ended fondly on the foundations of the Guild. "Would you like me to bring you a journal to write in while you're here? Perhaps you can set down some recipes? I was meaning to ask if you might teach another baking class, maybe in Leafchange?"
Her question made him pause to count, and before he could answer she had looked away, bringing up another ghost. The thought of Maea beating up Amalia did make him smile for a bare second before it faded into a thoughtful frown. "Actually... she's not anymore," he admitted with a soft sigh of regret. "She was... dissatisfied with just learning magic from myself, Deimos, and Loren. She wanted to join Zariah's new academy. Given our history with Zariah I ruled that no Loreseeker could also be one of the Merciless's students, even when she offered to be a spy." A look of frustration passed over his face. "I don't want us to be spies. That's not why I founded the guild, but..." he draw a breath, relaxing hands that had closed into fists and taking strength from the star charm he held. "I told her that if she ever left Zariah, she could return to the Loreseekers. We're still on good terms, but she's no longer... no longer one of us."
He shook his head regretfully, then raised it again to give her a rueful smile, or at least the shadow of one. "Loren joined in Flowerbirth but then resigned recently, too, after Abasi... died." Understandable, that he would need time to himself to mourn. "But Quanil and Tarasha - one of our Fae neighbors - joined, and so did an Outlander named Kalynd. A priestess from Halo did, too; Ingrid, though I haven't seen her much since. And there's you, me, and Sam, of course," he ended fondly on the foundations of the Guild. "Would you like me to bring you a journal to write in while you're here? Perhaps you can set down some recipes? I was meaning to ask if you might teach another baking class, maybe in Leafchange?"
