Quanil was sitting off to one side, but near the front. They wouldn't miss this for the world, even though they'd been born and raised in the Hollowed Grounds and worked the soil with their family. Well... more like "talked with the things that came out of the soil, even though everyone thought them mad for it."
They'd be especially interested to hear if the provost had any good warning signs for landsharks. Landsharks gave Kedran nightmares, and bringing them up made Mom shush them, as if just talking about them would summon them. I've yet to see, hear, or smell a subject that was so dangerous it couldn't be talked about, they groused at the memory of their overprotective and skittish mother.
Still, for now, they were just happy to be here in a more-or-less semi-official Loreseeker capacity. They had sheets of paper and a pencil in front of them, poised and ready to take notes on absolutely everything. Maybe I can present some of the findings to my parents, and they'll see the good that can come of being a Loreseeker! As like for seed ghosts to fly out their father's arse, but it was worth a shot.
They'd be especially interested to hear if the provost had any good warning signs for landsharks. Landsharks gave Kedran nightmares, and bringing them up made Mom shush them, as if just talking about them would summon them. I've yet to see, hear, or smell a subject that was so dangerous it couldn't be talked about, they groused at the memory of their overprotective and skittish mother.
Still, for now, they were just happy to be here in a more-or-less semi-official Loreseeker capacity. They had sheets of paper and a pencil in front of them, poised and ready to take notes on absolutely everything. Maybe I can present some of the findings to my parents, and they'll see the good that can come of being a Loreseeker! As like for seed ghosts to fly out their father's arse, but it was worth a shot.
