Chapter 182
“Umm… @*#$&%?” asked one of the villagers, as he observed the group.
“Hello! @3%*#@ @#*$&#,” sang Allira, in fluent in Fendrallian.
“Illvarian? Not speak… not speak Illvarian good,” said the villager. He stumbled over his words as he spoke, and sounded almost… anxious as he spoke with Allira. “@*#$*&# @# %#@ @#$#@ @#$@ @#$#@#$ @#$# #$#@$@?”
“@#*($&#@ @#(*$&#(*@&#$ @#(*$*!” sang Allira, smiling brightly at the man.
Alice started to wish that she spoke Fendrallian. Being unable to participate in the conversation was frustrating.
“Do you want me to translate?” asked Ethan.
“Yes please,” said Alice. “I know Allira said that she was going to talk about killing some ‘heart of the swamp’ or something, but I want to know exactly what she says. That way I can try to observe how people’s beliefs impact the swamp.”
Ethan nodded thoughtfully as he glanced at the swamp in the distance. Then, he cleared his throat. “The man started out by asking if we were Immortals, since our [Dexterity] and [Charisma] seemed to be so exceptionally high.” Ethan seemed a bit amused by that, and shot Allira a glance. Allira rolled her eyes at Ethan while she continued speaking to the villager. “Allira confirmed that three of us were Immortals, and the rest of the group were ordinary people. Then, he asked if the conversation could be conducted in Fendrallian, since he’s not very confident in his Illvarian. Allira said she was happy to speak in Fendrallian,” he said. Ethan continued to translate the conversation, and Alice and the others started to get a rough idea what the conversation was about.
“The others are here for various reasons – although Alice over there is Immortal Ethan’s apprentice,” said Allira, as she laughed. Alice took a second to marvel at the fact that Allira somehow wove laughing into her singing, and made it sound natural.