[member="Kiara"]
Txon was disappointed that this woman was not willing to teach him out of the goodness of her heart. In any case, he had nothing to offer. Anatasi cared little for riches. Debts were settled in the dueling ring, and everything from food to shelter to weapons were shared, made, or bartered. But, it mattered not. This woman was obviously not the only one to possess such power. Txon would find another. And he would not be banished anywhere. He would not be forced to do anything he did not wish. If he wished to leave, he would leave on his own terms.
"I have nothing to offer but my thirst for knowledge and my promise to use these arts with honor," he said, "If that is not enough, then I am finished here." Txon backed up towards the door, his instinct to never turn his back on a threat kicking in.
"My thanks for your food and water," he said, "But I have no further need of your guidance. If there are others on this world I will find them, if not I will make a new home here. Do not speak to me of danger, or try to convince me there is no way I will survive without you. I am Anatasi. I will find my own way."
Harsh words? Perhaps, but Txon would not be pushed around. He had no patience or desire for groveling, or begging. If this woman would not teach him, he would find another. If that one would not teach him, he would go further. Whatever it took, he would learn these arts.
Txon was disappointed that this woman was not willing to teach him out of the goodness of her heart. In any case, he had nothing to offer. Anatasi cared little for riches. Debts were settled in the dueling ring, and everything from food to shelter to weapons were shared, made, or bartered. But, it mattered not. This woman was obviously not the only one to possess such power. Txon would find another. And he would not be banished anywhere. He would not be forced to do anything he did not wish. If he wished to leave, he would leave on his own terms.
"I have nothing to offer but my thirst for knowledge and my promise to use these arts with honor," he said, "If that is not enough, then I am finished here." Txon backed up towards the door, his instinct to never turn his back on a threat kicking in.
"My thanks for your food and water," he said, "But I have no further need of your guidance. If there are others on this world I will find them, if not I will make a new home here. Do not speak to me of danger, or try to convince me there is no way I will survive without you. I am Anatasi. I will find my own way."
Harsh words? Perhaps, but Txon would not be pushed around. He had no patience or desire for groveling, or begging. If this woman would not teach him, he would find another. If that one would not teach him, he would go further. Whatever it took, he would learn these arts.