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Chapter 8

out, perhaps a connection here and now with her past was what she needed to
help stabilized her mind.

The conversation waned and the strange pair left and Oaneewke remained musing
her situation, in her drunken haze of clarity. The alcohol stems the flood of
images she saw in here head, though it exacts a toll on her body. Whether she
murmured her musings out loud, or just in her head she is not sure, but an
acolyte arrived and bound her eyes, leading her off to another strange room.
In it was a pulpit and strange statues. Oaneewke reaches out her voice to the
only being that remains in earshot. And so she met the God Whiysdan. His
mirth was almost infectious and strangely enough, even though the alcohol in
her system waned, there were no vision in his presence. For the first time
since being wrenched away from her home she feels a sense of peace. She
resolves to ask this chortling Deity for help and he acquiesces by giving her
access to his strength. As the whiskey he poured over her drips off, she
feels that strength flow through her and the tremors in her hands still
slightly. The God gives her a task to bring him 13 things, 4 representing the
past, 4 representing the future and 5 to represent the present. Within the
request, he claims, is a meaning for her to deduce.

So with new strength and new purpose Oaneewke steps forth, and as she leaves
a falcon delivers her a mug of ale. Not a delusion after all!