Eolinius was pensive and wandered through his flat thinking back to the last events that had taken place. First there was the eagerness of the theocracy to destroy this goo pump despite the warnings, which risked destabilising the whole region by causing the resurgence of gas pockets. Strange enough to have sent a single homin to carry out this task with such zeal and above all without much discernment, as if they wanted to erase all embarrassing traces. Especially since this did not solve the problem with the black circle. Luckily, Eeri and himself had remained in the background, they had been only slightly affected by the goo clouds and protected by their filtering masks, which was not the case for all the participants. He feared that in the days that followed he would hear some cases of goo contamination spreading.
Then there was this Zorai scientist who came out of nowhere. Eolinius was very confused about him and didn't know what to think of him. A imbued with itself scientist who took them and his guild in disdain, declaring that he knew everything about the goo and how to contain it, whereas for hundreds of years in Jena the Zorais had been trying on their side without any obvious results to make them back down. It is true that he seemed to want to help the Drakani and cure Wixarika, but for the time being he had only evoked assertions without any proof and without any results. And even if he did, it could all be a trap just to gain their trust, or worse, harm the Federation.
Eolinius took an izam pen and sat down at his table to write. The Drakani still held several cards in their hands. As his grandmother used to say, you shouldn't put your gubani eggs in the same basket. (For everyone knows that the eggs collected at the Refugee Festival are laid by the white gubanis!).
He began his letter : Addressed to Ambassador Sunzhia-miko, Embassy of Zora...
from Drakan Eolinius to the ambassador Sunzhia-miko
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Then there was this Zorai scientist who came out of nowhere. Eolinius was very confused about him and didn't know what to think of him. A imbued with itself scientist who took them and his guild in disdain, declaring that he knew everything about the goo and how to contain it, whereas for hundreds of years in Jena the Zorais had been trying on their side without any obvious results to make them back down. It is true that he seemed to want to help the Drakani and cure Wixarika, but for the time being he had only evoked assertions without any proof and without any results. And even if he did, it could all be a trap just to gain their trust, or worse, harm the Federation.
Eolinius took an izam pen and sat down at his table to write. The Drakani still held several cards in their hands. As his grandmother used to say, you shouldn't put your gubani eggs in the same basket. (For everyone knows that the eggs collected at the Refugee Festival are laid by the white gubanis!).
He began his letter : Addressed to Ambassador Sunzhia-miko, Embassy of Zora...
from Drakan Eolinius to the ambassador Sunzhia-miko
Translated with www.DeepL.com/Translator