Part 52: Memory of Vera: The Gift

The Gift

Vera forces a smile as she offers the instrument to Ratika. As the new Godless-Priestess, Vera no longer needs her Balalaika, but gifting it is still difficult. It is a precious heirloom.

"The Balalaikas are instruments forged by Yarbog himself," Vera explains. "They have been passed down from generation to generation. Kept in the family. But seeing that my kind is nearly extinct..."

Ratika is taken aback by the instrument. She accepts the gift, plucking the strings and inspecting the smooth surface. Ratika is more than intrigued, she is enraptured by Vera's remarkable gesture. "Thank you," Ratika whispers. "I've heard these instruments carry mysticism in the strings."

"Tapping into bardic magic is possible but takes practice," Vera confirms. "For example, tiny earthen elements can be controlled by the playing of this melody. May I?"

Vera strums susurrate music combined with spell energy and the ground begins to move.

Ratika's mouth drops agape. "I wouldn't put that much faith in me. No one else ever does."

"Aren't you always pointing out that you're older and wiser than you appear?"

Ratika laughs and adds, "Point taken, Vera. I mean, Miss-Godless-Priestess."

"One more thing, Ratika. About the Balalaika."

"Let me guess: don't let the power go to my head?"

"Only use it for communion or defense. Otherwise, the Balalaika could open a path that leads to the loss of your mind and your humanity."

"But Priestess, didn't you know? I lost my mind to the forces of humor long ago."