As soon as the Traveler and Paimon arrived in Sumeru, they heard all about Hestia.
She was a madwoman from the Amurta Darshan who had never graduated from the Akademiya because of the Aranara that didn't exist. She was both a genius and a fool.
She studied how to grow Fungi in some nameless ruins, cried to a "Lanaro" (a radish) in the real Vanarana, curled up with a stone tablet inside King Deshret's coffin, and ranted passionately at Azar in the Grand Bazaar while waving a leaf...
In short, Hestia was everywhere, except in the Akademiya. No one had ever seen her there.
"Isn't Hestia a scholar at the Akademiya? How come no one's ever seen her there?"
"Because she's the most ignorant scholar of all, a mind-reading monster who can see through people. She can't even graduate!"
"Who said that?"
"The Grand Sage."
Far away in Lokapala Jungle, Hestia sneezed. "?"
Azar must be badmouthing her behind her back again. Hestia rubbed her nose, unconcerned, and checked off a box on her plan to storm the Sanctuary of Surasthana next.
[This story is not contracted, updates are slow. Feel free to add it to your collection and leave comments!]
[PS: Hestia is a long-lived species, and there's something wrong with her head.]
Theme: Stay innocent and live optimistically.
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