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Vethariel Ras'Tandir


Death was, to Vethariel, the most curious occurrence in existence. It came at the strangest time, the most inconvenient hour for some, or to others, not a minute too late. Death, it seemed, followed no one's rules but his own. Still, Vethariel felt Seiteiran's death almost immediately. He had been keeping the late elder's pulse in the back of his mind, along with Daeri's. It wasn't spying, not exactly. He preferred to call it, "watching for signs of life", and when Seiteiran's pulse slowed to halt, he knew that life had become no more. Just another sacrifice towards the endgame.

He felt Daeri enter into his sphere shortly after, no doubt on her way to tell him what he already knew. Her presence would only interrupt his studies, and he tolerated the intrusion simply as a formality. Regardless, he would use every second alone to the fullest extent. Less than a minute later she entered his study, usually a room for his heartbeat alone, but they both knew that he wouldn't deign to leave any sooner than he had to in order to meet her elsewhere.

She spoke his name upon entering, as if he did not know it, and went on with confirming what he already knew. He continued to pour over his books like she wasn't even there. She paused for a moment, clearly taking in the sheer volume of books in his library. He had to admit, it was rather impressive. She continued speaking.

"There will be no Elder to take his place, no induction ceremony, with his death. There is none over the age who are fit to take his place, I've looked into it already." How convenient.

She paused again, scanning him. Her pulse stayed consistent. If she was lying, or anxious, she was good at hiding it. He doubted it. No one was that good except Vethariel himself.

"Time continues to press on despite this sorrowful time, as must we. After all, La and Le demand we do so. Now,I believe we have arrangements to configure, do we not?." It was true, they did, but he had underestimated her ability to talk about pointless things for long periods of time, and he was not quite done with his reading. He held up one finger to signify that he wanted her to stop talking, though she must have taken it to mean that he was almost done, because she waited patiently. He finished, closing two of the books he was examining and placing a mark in the third and closing it as well, and then he looked up.

He looked her over. Beautiful, but not really his type. Strong, but with emotional weakness. Intelligent, but stunted by an outdated belief system. She was less than perfect, but she was his Elder, and he didn't mind following her so long as he was given his space. He stood from his desk and cleared his throat.

"I suppose I can be ripped from my studies to do my job at least once in a while. Lets go somewhere more comfortable. Would you like a drink?