5th Horseshoe - Video, early morning

[unfavorableinstigation]

From: Library
To: Everywhere

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[Nita looks rather disheveled - but it's more that her hair and clothes are clearly evident Nita's only been up a little while, than that she looks tired.

Still, her expression is grim.]

Anyone else here who just woke up with a vision, now's the time to report. Mine was- I was walking on clouds-

[Normal enough for her.]

Then I heard wings, something soaring through the fog towards me. It was some sort of bird. Its feathers were out of place, and it was just going to attack me when I woke up.

... Did anyone else get that, or are we getting a range of tasks on our mission tomorrow?

[Nita pauses, glancing down at what's most likely her Manual.]

And for those new here, yes some of us get visions before every mission. It's been pretty reliable.

Also, we can get book summaries if we look up titles here in the Library, whether we already have the books or not. If anyone wants to help me test out that feature's range, lemme know.

Nita, out.

Comments

[unfavorableinstigation]

... The wind itself causing trouble?

[Strange as Zelda describes it, Nita could understand what might cause that sort of thing.]

We'll likely have that question answered tomorrow, either way. Perhaps the birds and flowers are from the same land.

[wisdominshadows]

It was an obstacle to... something to do with the flowers. Not quite so powerful as a windstorm, I think, but dangerous nonetheless.

[She closes her eyes and nods her head.]

A wind that strong might explain why the bird's feathers seemed out of place.

[unfavorableinstigation]

Retrieving them, maybe?

[Either that or healing them; those are the top two reasons that come to mind.]

Yeah - wouldn't explain the look in the bird's eyes, though.

[wisdominshadows]

Something within them, perhaps. Some sort of nectar?

[A pause to think, then another nod.]

No. Birds don't usually attack without provocation.

[unfavorableinstigation]

Either they're under threat-

[This IS a mission they're talking about; something usually is under threat.]

Or maybe they're ill?

[Could birds get rabies? Nita doesn't quite recall.]

[wisdominshadows]

Or cursed.

[A moment's thought, then she looks resigned.]

I suppose we won't know until we arrive.

Wrap?

[unfavorableinstigation]

Never helps for us to get ahead of ourselves.

[Much as quite a few among them loved to theorize...]

It's better to share our worries than hide them, though. I've learned that much.

[The peridexis subtly coughs, as much as a non-physical entity can.]

Seems a good place

[wisdominshadows]

And better to be forewarned, so long as the information doesn't calcify.

[Not something that ever concerns her, absolutely not.]

Well, we know all we are likely to know until we land. Goddesses grant it be enough.