Tamiyo does her best to explain. “I’m sorry. Time magic is not my field of expertise, and there is much I don’t understand. But I am familiar with Tarkir.” She explains the bifurcated timeline, the Spirit Dragon’s Nexus, Sarkhan Vol. “Imagine that time is a story being told. There are many places where it could have gone one way, or another. The past you knew, that was one version of the story, but you went through a wound in time and have emerged in a different version of the story.”
He was trying to hold back and wait, and ended up eating two chopsticks in the process, and now he's out of chopsticks and can't wait any longer. He blurts out all his questions about Tarkir at once. "I left and when I came back everyone was gone and there were dragons and there weren't drgaons before and I don't know if it's safe to go back, and-"
Tamiyo asked for an account of how Nashi knows Venqwyn, and he, somewhat bashfully admitted he met her on Zendikar, and then again on Ravnica. The party got the impression that he was maybe not supposed to be going places on his just yet.
But this led into a general account of the adventures on Onumbrica. Which Tarjuk suddenly interrupted.
Seven Black Artists Who Could Be In Magic Right Now, by Vorthos Mike
Come daybreak, Rumiko came to gently wake the party--Ariel is disconcertingly reminded of Nona Elga--to say that her mother would like them to join her for breakfast. She led the party to the family wing, the back of the palace, and to a dining room where another of the pearl-skinned people was at a table with a huge Leonin with white fur and a white cape, and Nashi, who jumped to his feet in surprise. "Mistress Venwyn?!"
"I see," said Tamiyo, "that there are stories to be told here."
With the help of one of the spirits reading in it, however, Ariel was able to find sections having to do with various planes.
The Ravnica section proved to be full of books clearly brought FROM Ravnica, many of which Ariel recognized. She was also able to find an account that confirmed many of the things Lotusseed had said about Yavimaya.
Of Onumbrica there was no mention.
Most excitingly, the spirit implied that an account by Ariel would be considered highly prized here.
Taoshan dreamed of his patron coming to berate him, but instead finding an invisible, impermeable, soundproof glass wall, which was a nice change.
Ariel, waking still in the night thanks to elf trance sleep, decided to investigate the library.
The library proved to be difficult for a newcomer: books were organized according to "things that are interesting to a certain person for the same reason" like a private collection. Not that I'd know anything about that.
Having sampled some tea that the Akki steward promised would bring "Untroubled dreams," Tebasha, Ariel, and Taoshan has restful nights.
Tebasha dreamed of being in her manufactory with Rose, on Onumbrica, building toy soldiers. One of which melted into a corrosive ooze that began to melt the others. She looked up into a sudden mirror to discover her eyes were luminous crystals.
Ariel dreamed of walking by the Onumbrican glaciers, and seeing among them, far off, a thin black steeple.
It's answers, when spoken to, were again polite if unhelpful, but were delivered as if through an imperfect medium.
"I am... waiting."
Tarjuk asked if he could help, and what the thing it's waiting for would be.
"Mine. It will be... purely... and entirely... mine. In the... end."
Tarjuk offered them a small rice cracker, the polite traditional thing to do for spirits, here, and it turned to dust which fell upward and vanished.
And that was all the conversation Tarjuk cared to have.
Tarjuk again manged to talk to spirits on two of the terraces.
The one in the tiled lawn. which appeared like a transparent person in armor, was politely uninterested in and ignorant of anything apart from it's own centuries-long standing in contemplation of the act of standing.
The one in the cypress grove appeared like a dark ribbon in the air, with an insect-like mandible at the end, was a little unsettling.
@ajanionthespot you made the color pie garden so much more complex and beautiful than I'd imagined it. (Also remember that color theory is so fascinating to new planeswalkers, at least the ones who care about where their power comes from, that it literally kept Venqwyn from sleeping a couple nights ago.)