The Balance - II

The First Elder paused, and a ripple shimmered across the assembly.

Mazientir of the Sword frowned as more and more of the fifth generation stepped from the pattern into the meeting hall in Yris.  Yris's Conversation Holders filled the balconies almost to the point of having to grow them deeper into the Tree.  He hated being responsible for the Safe Speaking in this cluttered, reality-bound place on the Prime Agreement.

His will expanded out to include the whole hall and as the last of the fifth generation that were expected stepped into the hall he sealed the Wards protecting the room.  He sensed no Malice, nor Danger in the minds around him.  He searched for and could not find any servants of the Wanderer.  Of course, if the Wanderer chose to be here, then he was here somewhere.

He re-directed his primary view to the branch that the First Elder were standing on.  He was joined by several other Elders- and the young Warden - from the Thalionsaer family- that was sent by the Second Power to this Agreement to monitor and integrate and express the will of the Second Power. He looked at him with undisguised curiosity.   He was accelerated in experience far beyond his temporal range.  He de-focused and studied the intentions in the room and the ward as the First Elder began speaking again.

"The Balance."  A stir of thoughts and concerns filled the room.  "It is... in question. "

An audible gasp ran through the room.  Every being in the room stood still and directed their aura up at the First Elder. "As you all know the beings of the Second Power integrated the Balance as a primary thread in the conversation of the Prime Agreement.  This was aligned on by all the Secondaries in all the Prime Agreement Verticals that are translatable from this Agreement."

A young Quentar- one of the sixth generation- sent an interrogative pulse to the First Elder, he acknowledged it with a flick of thought.  "Elders- then how can it be in question?  There has been no unraveling, and no force has been generated contra to that thread!  What you are saying is impossible unless the Victim is about to be Released- and of that there are few signs."

Waves of disapproval rose at the young Quentar's rude, and hasty question. The First Elder frowned, but the young Warden floating by the First merely smiled and nodded at the young Quentar.

"Nonetheless.  The Keeper of the Voice of the Secondaries reports that more and more it is forced to intervene, and soon it will reach its capacity to do so.  It has been fundamental to this agreement since before time but it has only become vocalized in the latest iterative transformation at the stilling of the Second Power 'Kratchelov'"

He paused and a visual representation of the Pattern of the All-World appeared.  "However, with the exiling of the Shared Voice, the disruption of Kratchelov's servants, and the resurfacing and unbinding of many of the Bound Voices it is weak and its conversation threatens to submerge.  We must therefore take hasty, pre-emptive action to intervene.  Over the several years more and more of you will be trained to integrate with the Prime Agreement to add your voices to the Voice. "

Mazientir smiled grimly as he felt intention and purpose rise from the gathered Faer-Han.  Then he felt a tickle in the back of his mind, the feel of something slithering against the ward.  He directed his mind towards it just a second before he felt the Danger in doing that, and then the Fire Raver consumed him.