#pre-sundering

Born through the union of Emet-Selch and Azem, she had a very interesting childhood. Their early childhood was spent in Amaurot with her father. Her mother often visited and would stay with them when she was in the city. Though even then, when her father was off traveling with her mother so was she. As she grew older and her father lost his ability to travel as much she was the one that did it instead. This led to her meeting many people including a boy around her own age.

Hadianna and Themis seemed to get along well and so Azem would often take them both. Though Themis would quickly learn that her mother hated being addressed by her title. Not that her father listened much when they weren't at home. When they could not travel with her mother they were in Amaurot. Then she was her father's problem.

As she has grown older she travels less preferring to stay in Amaurot. Most of what she does is make sure that the beasts of the wilds stay out of the city. She can also be hired to gather material needed from outside the city. She uses a very large sword that most are surprised she can even lift.

For the most part, Terpsichore ignores seasonal or yearly issues after the first time. They learn the first year, teach the second, observe (and alter methods if necessary) the third, and assuming all was well, moves on the fourth.

But the Cockatrice Migration holds a special space in their heart. It was the first time they tried to help, and so they met the first of their friends beyond the walls of Amaurot through it.

For the most part, the lessons have been learned by the birds, but there are several every autumn, and Hermes and Pan (among many in this stretch of land) rely on their harvests at the same time.

It’s been ten summers since they met their friends. Every year, as with most of these minor issues, they send word to the Convocation. Every year, they get no response.

That’s a lie. This year, the new Elidibus gave surprisingly heartfelt apologies about the floods in the east this spring. Along with a wish to one day join them on one of the easier ones.

Sabik is sweet and an optimist. Just as they were when they took this position. In all honestly, they still are when it comes to their journeys, all their recent cyclical events has found a new friend. They just lost interest in Amaurot and the Convocation.

They close their eyes and reach their aether out around them. Threads expand around them, they don’t need more than three helpers. Dora and Thalia, yes, but perhaps... perhaps... a thread reaches past Amaurot as they seek out that beautiful near-white soul.

“I can protect you, Sabik,” they whisper through the call. “Should you wish to see my adventures up close, you need only hold tight to where you feel me call. I promise I’ll return you ere long.”

They’re not certain he would take it. The youth is quite serious in his role, and not one to make a choice rashly.

It takes hardly a dozen ticks before he comes to her side, though.

“Ah, this is the farmland a few bells in from the coast,” he says. “That means... ah, yes, the cockatrices. What is it you said they need should any try and cause harm?”

“Who is this? Another one of your Amaurotine friends?” Thalia says. “I hope he’s nothing like that Hades fellow.”

They hope he isn’t either. “This is Sabik. He is, um, a new part of my group. I was surprised he took my call so quick.”

“I always wanted to see them do this. Their stories have always been amazing, even if the rest of the convocation disapprove.”

“Convocation? So perhaps Pan was right, that you are Azem. That makes one who fulfills the myth. That makes him...”

“Elidibus.”

“The other mythical member,” Dora says. “So, what do you know about how to divert these damn birds?”

Teri isn’t certain they’re happy how they knew the truth, not after so many told them of how little they held onto hope Azem was a real member, but most know them as they are.

One thing at a time. “We’ve got about two bells before they show up according to Ikaros’s reports. So far, they’ve been avoiding settlements, but this area generally is a wider stretch across their paths...”