The argument heats up, as neither back down from their stance on the subject. Victoria continues to point out the dangers of adventuring, about how life is different now than when she was a child. Ana keeps saying what it could mean for them, leaving out the part she thinks her mother wouldn't believe, about it keeping her safe if she left. If she wanted to convince her it would have to be with reason, not because of a dream.
“But I don't want to be the damsel in distress, I want to BE the hero! I want to be like Arrav, Robert the Strong, and Kara-Meir. I want to fight for what I believe in, defend those who need it, and unravel the mysteries lost to the ages. Ana the Adventurer; doesn't that just slide off the tongue? It even feels right!”
“So you will leave me, alone, here in the desert, after the rest of our family has been killed, to go out and seek your own desires.”
Ana couldn't continue arguing after that. Her mother was right. She promised years ago, after the incident, that she would never leave her. They were the only known survivors of the tragic fate that befell them, and if she left, then grief would overcome her and take Victoria too.
But it would be to protect her...It seemed like there was nothing to do, either way, no good would come from any choice of action.
She decided to end the argument, and offered to dig the burial for the cat outside of the house portal. As she did, however, she heard a strange noise coming from the sky. She looked up, and saw a white dot growing bigger as it got closer, and the sound louder.
“What a strange bird”, Ana thought, and turned away to walk back inside. The cat's burial had been finished. Icthlarin, god of the underworld, would take things from there.
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