https://cotf-rpg.com/ Sun, 19 Jul 2026 16:06:39 +0000 MyBB https://cotf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=12871 Sat, 30 May 2026 15:11:59 -0600 Maea]]> https://cotf-rpg.com/showthread.php?tid=12871 [say]"I give up,"[/say] she hissed through clenched teeth, addressing her companion as Shii came bobbing towards her. [say]"Have it their way. Nothing will ever change and good riddance to all of them."[/say]
The will-o-wisp pulsed its soft light, fluttering soft against her cheek and mind in sympathy for the hurt within that didn't make it to the surface. Maea cupped a hand around it, weathering the storm until, with a sigh, she finally doused the fire of her magic and let go of the bannister. Scorchmarks lingered in the wood, not deep but visible all the same. She grimaced at the sight. In that, the stubborn old fools did have a point. She still hadn't learned to think before she acted, and age had yet to make her wise. Hardly suitable traits for a prospective Guardian. 
[say]"Question is, what do we do now?"[/say] Brooding and suddenly gripped by doubt, the slender woman tugged ger coat closer about herself and roamed, straying from the Observatory proper and off along the pathways leading to the skyport. Finding a sheltered corner near a brasier, she watched sailors load and unload cargo, mend sails and call jests and jeers to one another, wishing she could simply drop everything and join them on the next trip. No destination in mind, just... away. It could be nice, seeing something different for once. She hadn't left the Greatwood for a long time, hadn't done anything but study and attend meetings for... again, what felt like years. And why not? What held her back? Only a home, and a garden, and the anchor to which Liam could return. At the very least she couldn't leave without saying something to him. 

Then again... where would she go? Was anywhere really better than here? 
No. Not really. And that was perhaps the crux of the matter.]]> [say]"I give up,"[/say] she hissed through clenched teeth, addressing her companion as Shii came bobbing towards her. [say]"Have it their way. Nothing will ever change and good riddance to all of them."[/say]
The will-o-wisp pulsed its soft light, fluttering soft against her cheek and mind in sympathy for the hurt within that didn't make it to the surface. Maea cupped a hand around it, weathering the storm until, with a sigh, she finally doused the fire of her magic and let go of the bannister. Scorchmarks lingered in the wood, not deep but visible all the same. She grimaced at the sight. In that, the stubborn old fools did have a point. She still hadn't learned to think before she acted, and age had yet to make her wise. Hardly suitable traits for a prospective Guardian. 
[say]"Question is, what do we do now?"[/say] Brooding and suddenly gripped by doubt, the slender woman tugged ger coat closer about herself and roamed, straying from the Observatory proper and off along the pathways leading to the skyport. Finding a sheltered corner near a brasier, she watched sailors load and unload cargo, mend sails and call jests and jeers to one another, wishing she could simply drop everything and join them on the next trip. No destination in mind, just... away. It could be nice, seeing something different for once. She hadn't left the Greatwood for a long time, hadn't done anything but study and attend meetings for... again, what felt like years. And why not? What held her back? Only a home, and a garden, and the anchor to which Liam could return. At the very least she couldn't leave without saying something to him. 

Then again... where would she go? Was anywhere really better than here? 
No. Not really. And that was perhaps the crux of the matter.]]>