the storm has come and gone

[roan ;]

Over time, Roan had become more and more acquainted with lightning, and the destructive power that it truly had. He still didn't believe he had ultimate control over the electrical elementals that he possessed, but he had come to enjoy the feeling of power crackling along his fur, and lightning in his veins. It made him think of cousin Goldie, and also let him burn out the enraged, toxic energy that came with all of the loss that he had suffered. Unfortunately, he also knew that lightning wasn't always a force of good, and healing. More often than not, it was used for destruction. Or, in this case, accidentally wrought destruction, since the soothsayer really didn't think anybody had intentionally set Rosemary's tree house ablaze. If they did, then they better have prayed that they were from outside The Typhoon, and he didn't find them out. He and Rosemary might not have had as close of a relationship as he and his former medical mentor, Ahab, had. However, that didn't mean he had stopped caring for her, both as a mentor and a member of his family. She had still taught him a lot of useful things, and he had no desire to see her home go up in flames.

When the crack of lightning had whipped across the sky, Roan had left the usual safety of his space in the temple, rushing off towards the smell of flames, and the accompanying smoke. He eventually made it to Rosemary's home, but even with the assistance of his wings, he hadn't made it in time to do anything. Coming to a landing just a few paces away from Rosemary and Eri, the soothsayer hesitated before he spoke, a soft sigh leaving him, "Rosemary... I'm so sorry. I wish I could've done something..." Once again, the young adult Roux saw fit to blame himself for a loss. Maybe if he had just been a bit faster, or a bit more focused... he could've stopped the lightning from hitting her home. The thought made his chest ache, but he didn't let his guilt show in anything more than his simple "I'm sorry." Both so that Rosemary could watch the scene in peace, and also so that he could ponder what to do to help her in the future. Perhaps he could offer her shelter within the temple? It wasn't as if she hadn't already been there many a time to teach or help him.

ROAN Ó FOALÁIN-ROUX - THE TYPHOON - SOOTHSAYER

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