beg your indulgence, Great One. I will
answer you but the tale is a little involved.”
“Well, let’s sit down and eat and you can
explain over the meal.” Gyan replied. As they all moved to the
table, Keir flew off of Erin’s shoulder and landed on the back of a
tall chair near the wall. Tempo curled up on the seat of the same
chair and watched the proceedings. Both continued to follow the
conversation through Erin’s mind.
The staff entered the room with trays of food
and soon all were served and eating their meal. Gyan looked at Erin
and raised his brow in silent encouragement to speak. She gathered
her thoughts. “You know that I have empathic skills. You sent Drune
to help me learn some buffering techniques because Bure’s thoughts
were so incredibly loud and draining for me. Drune theorized that
the pitch of Bure’s emotional energy is close to the frequency on
my natural mental resonance. One of Drune’s ideas helped keep me
stay grounded and prevented Bure from swamping me, but his emotions
still blasted in my mind.” Erin paused and Gyan nodded that he was
following her explanation. “With him, I have been able to glimpse
just a bit of where he is before his agitation fades. Drune’s
technique allowed me to push aside the force of the emotions and to
sort of see through his eyes until he settled down. He was really
screaming his temper as he was strapped into the tandem position on
the paraglider. You two exchanged a long look, perhaps a few words.
I don’t know about that, but your expression heightened his alarm.
When I saw you again in this room I felt that you must be the Great
One and in that role had seen him off to his banishment in Obsidian
Island.”
Gyan looked at her with interest.
“Interesting. Did you see any other faces? Did you see him reach
Obsidian?”
Erin finished a bite of steak before
answering. “I know that there were at least three paragliders. I
didn’t see their faces because they were frequently behind Bure. I
think he might have fainted during part of the trip but he was
aware as they approached and landed and he was very loud when he
was launched down the chute toward the valley floor. I lost him
before he got to the bottom. It is my guess that the crater
shielded the blast from his mind. I haven’t heard anything from him
since.”
Gyan kept Erin’s gaze as he gestured to his
security man. “Bure was riding tandem with Bact. It takes
considerable skill to make that trip to Obsidian. Because of the
winds it takes some time to make it back.” Erin looked at the man
and nodded. “Nice flying! I was impressed at the difficulty of
hitting that one place on the crater’s edge. Bure was
terrified.”
Bact gave her a quiet but satisfied smile. “I
know he was. The Great One’s security team receives considerable
training in many areas. We need to be the best to protect him and
the realm. That job fell under the latter category.”
As they finished their meal Gyan put down his
napkin. “Bast hasn’t been home yet except to clean up, so he will
be leaving us, but I wanted him to meet you. We have another job
and I need your wits for it.” They all stood and with a nod Bast
left. Gyan turned to the companions. “You need to come to so you
will know where the three of us will be spending a lot of time.”
Keir flew to Erin’s shoulder and Tempo walked beside her as they
left the room.
They went back up one flight of stairs but
turned the opposite way from where the bedrooms were. Tucked around
a corner was another small staircase which they also ascended. As
they were walking Gyan spoke. “In our lexicon are words like
‘founder’ and ‘ancients’. They were very real and were the ones
that devised a way for our planet to be habitable. As Lor has
explained to you, Erin, it has to do with something special in
those who are sages. We bond with the planet in a unique way that
stabilizes it. Without us... before we were here, the planet was
nearly totally