"You are a shard-bearer now," she explained. Her tone is patient, but it's the tone of a scholar, of someone who had long known how to examine and figure things out, but explaining in layman's terms? Well. She wasn't exactly a pro. Hell, the last person she'd truly taught had never really picked up on it.

Smart, she was. An instructor? Never.

"Our place in this, is to locate the oracles when they arrive, and fight for them. Thus far, we have found ourselves fighting both in Springstar itself, to an island far away. We are not without tools, of course. For example, I still have my gift."

She does not, however, explain that. She... probably should.