Writs and Passages [Intellectual Lesson]

Aslaug was quick to arrive, and Aurielle nodded to the young woman, though she only smiled enigmatically while she waited to see if any others would join in. Indeed, Rhaegara was next to show, and Aurielle grinned, nodding in invitation.

After a few more minutes while she waited to see if any others would arrive, she ran her mind a last time over the agenda, and as no one else arrived, she finally spoke.

“Thank you for coming. Rhaegara, this is Aslaug, one of my cousins. Aslaug, Rhaegara here is recently joined. Today, we’ll be learning about reading and writing.”

Her head tipped as her eyes twinkled at Aslaug, “I did promise. Also, I’ve been working on the ranks of the Scrivener’s Circle. I think, by next meeting, it should be ready to be announced at large.”

Her eyes flicked between the two women before she gestured with her muzzle and rose, leading the way to the main chamber, where Ayodele had set up the utensils and first attempts at paper, in this case, the easily peeled bark of a birch tree, as well as several sheets of pigskin on which the letters stood out in stark black ink.

“My plan if for the Scriveners to be those who write our histories, myths and legends, as well as missives, treatise, and messages for the Messenger’s Circle to carry. Many things for the future.”

She took a seat behind one of the alphabet skins, holding a glowing white paw above the page to better illuminate the letters, letting the two women examine it.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think