Nikolai
Not all truths
Belong to the light
Belong to the light
Nikolai watched as Maea wrote, already impressed by how quickly she was picking this up. When she turned her work over to him to inspect, he grinned. "Almost perfect." Taking the paper, he rewrote her sentences with a few adjustments to accent places. "There's a pattern to the accents. The same word changes from noun to verb depending on which direction the accent points."
He wrote out a few more sentences in two columns. On one side he underlined nouns and on the other side he underlined the same words that had been turned into verbs due to accent placement. "See?" Nikolai had been planning to discuss the accent placement after Maea had a handle on the basic sentence structure. He'd never expected her to pick it up so quickly.
Nikolai paused at Maea's question. The idea of helping to revive the Loreseekers sounded interesting. He nodded, "I'd love to help. And I'd love to join." He was a scholar through and through. How could he resist a guild built upon seeking knowledge?
He wrote out a few more sentences in two columns. On one side he underlined nouns and on the other side he underlined the same words that had been turned into verbs due to accent placement. "See?" Nikolai had been planning to discuss the accent placement after Maea had a handle on the basic sentence structure. He'd never expected her to pick it up so quickly.
Nikolai paused at Maea's question. The idea of helping to revive the Loreseekers sounded interesting. He nodded, "I'd love to help. And I'd love to join." He was a scholar through and through. How could he resist a guild built upon seeking knowledge?
Some lie in wait
For you to step into the shadows
For you to step into the shadows
