Plotline: Main
Type: Interaction
For most of an hour, I tried to ignore the cold radiating from Remnant Bei's corner.
I tried.
"She's going to keep shouting until one of us listens to her." Yan Di said.
"We should just ask for warmer clothing." Tsi Ba replied.
"No. We have surplus mana, I shall speak with her."
I sighed, gently nudged the Water mana from my core toward my eyes. "Mother Ocean, it is I, your child, Shaman and Water Adept. Loan me your insight into the world, if only for a time. Mystic Vision."
"You didn't shout the name!" Tsi Ba said.
"That isn't actually a requirement." I said. "It helps to focus the will and intent of the invoker..."
"Stop talking to that insolent child! We have things to discuss." Bei said.
I sighed. "What do you feel we must discuss, honored spirit?"
"I AM NOT JUST A SPIRIT! I AM AN HONORED ANCESTOR, AND YOU SHALL TREAT ME AS SUCH!"