As she handed Kyrtaar the rabbit, Aevah was careful not to touch his skin. What she'd seen of him had made her nervous, not of him but of the book he carried and of the shadows that had seemed to linger along the edges of his aura when she'd seen it for that brief moment. She wasn't really anxious to try seeing further into the mystery that was his connection with those strange WRONG stars. What she'd already seen had been disconcerting enough, she understood now why he had those nightmares... Seeing something like that, maybe being paranoid of something like that could drive you mad quickly. Still, she wasn't quite sure it was paranoia. When she'd seen those images she'd heard that strangely discordant music as they'd moved in their strange orbits, she'd heard the same music but fainter coming from the book... much fainter, like a whisper, when she'd been Dreamwalking.
Aevah was broken from her ponderings and watched in amusement as Kyrtaar struggled with cooking the rabbit at first and when he finally managed it she grinned, "Handy indeed... Thank you, kind sir."
She then divided the edible mushrooms and berries she'd gathered between all of them. There was enough to at least fill their stomachs partially and once they grew closer to the woodlands game would be more readily available. As Kyrtaar asked his question she considered how to answer before deciding blunt honesty was in order. It hadn't gotten her shunned yet within her little group so perhaps it would not now.
"My mother was an elf, none of the villagers knew where she came from or from what she was fleeing... I've speculated, but that is really all I have. I know that I'm half human so I suppose that I am the unfortunate product of either a doomed union between the races or... even less pleasant, rape. Either way, the elves would have seen her as tainted and would have turned her away but... from her clothes the healer said she'd appeared high born and she'd begged the healer to keep me hidden from 'the Shadows' whatever that means... The healer thought she might have been delusional or in shock because of the pain. She hemorrhaged during child birth and died only moments after I was born... The healer raised me in the village, you can find it at the base of the Spine."
She reached beneath her hair at the nape of her neck and unclasped her necklace and withdrew it from beneath her shirt, holding it out so he could see it. "This is all I have of my mother's... I've tried reading anything off of it, sometimes I can do that when I touch things... but I haven't been able to. All I know is what I read in a scroll... That it is referred to as 'The Emblem of the Seers' and 'The Eye of Akysrah.' Not that I know what that means..."
She shrugged and rubbed her thumb over the gold twisted into the shape of an embellished eye, in the center was a small round stone of light blue with flecks of grey and pale green... if it only had a pupil in the center it would look like a real iris, that's how full of detail it was. She looked at it as she continued, "As for the Norn... think of a being which disguises itself as a crone, with ravens at her beck and call. She lives under the roots of a tree so large that the roots themselves run under nearly the entire Uchfos. You can ask anything of her that you wish but you must be careful because the more that she believes she is giving you the more she will ask for in return and they are not always clear about what it is they are taking.... For example, I know a man who asked her to make a woman in the village fall for him. She asked for three years of his life... It seemed a worthy trade and so he went through with it. The next day the woman fell and broke her neck whilst fetching water, the young man died only hours later... He choked on seemingly nothing but air. The Norn can see when we die, she knew the man was doomed to die in three years and she took those three remaining years from him and because of his poor choice in wording the woman died as well... She is a dangerous being."