She idly formulates a handful of variously stew-related hypotheses, and looks around to see if someone also happened to leave a change of clothes or if she should convince what she was wearing yesterday that it was clean.

They didn't think of a change of clothes, apparently.

Yesterday's clothes it is. And she has no idea what time it is, but if she was expected somewhere at a certain time someone would surely have told her. She opens the door and looks around.

The hallway is empty. At one end there's a sort of balcony; at the other, a staircase.

Leaving without saying anything feels rude, butting into whatever Maedhros is doing feels rude, he seemed awfully important--but does she think she oughtn't bother him because it's true, or because she's only resistant to Sympathy, not immune? Well, Osanwë would be less intrusive than some of the alternatives she's used to, she can try that, assuming she can find him by it.

Odette Zavier! comes the thought as soon as she attempts it. We're outside attempting Sympathy training. Please join us.

Balcony it is, then!

From the balcony she can see about thirty people in the courtyard, tossing projectiles at each other. There's a staircase down to join them.

Bothering with staircases is for people who aren't her. "Good morning," she says when she's landed.

Everyone looks impressed. "We were eager to begin practicing," Maedhros says, "so you'd have a sense of our rate of progress and could estimate how long until we can bring down Angband."

"Sensible. For a group this large I would definitely want to throw in Effort and Conquest exercizes as well. The odds that everyone here is most suited for Sympathy are negligible."

"Wise," he says. "Can you lead some?"

"Yes. Off the top of my head I can't think of anthing as trivial and useful as deflection for the other two, but--" she scoops up a clod of dirt. "For effort, you can focus on compressing it" like this "until it happens, and for conquest you can order that it crumble" like this. "Unless you're very talented with conquest this will take more than one try, since unlike effort or sympathy it either instantaneously works or it doesn't."

They all immediately start trying it. 

"We've been unclear how to obtain an advantageous position against the Enemy for a very long time. It is good to now have one."

"I wish I knew where my sister was, but I think it was a very good thing that I botched my teleport."

He smiles. "Fortune is rarely in our favor, and I wouldn't trust it. Nonetheless we'll seize this opportunity as if the gods have been generous with it."

"Sounds sensible to me."

"Did you still want to head east and bother the spiders? It's a good day for it, if so, long sunlight hours and clear weather and my messenger should by now have reached my brothers."

"Mm--I want to, but I'm not sure I wouldn't be better off here for the moment. It might be better to figure out everyone's aptitudes before anything else."

"Very well. By talking with them individually? Is it based on personality?"

"Yes, but the connection isn't always obvious. Most people are surprised that I have as much of an aptitude for Sympathy magic as I do. Trying to guess based on peoples' personality from a few hours' conversation isn't generally reliable. The best way is generally to have them try everything and see how fast they're taking to what and ask them how it feels to do each one."

"All right. Shall we start?"

"What you've been doing is a good start. Keep practicing with conquest and effort for a bit, and then we can compare."

He does both successfully, his face quite blank. "I think I find Sympathy most natural."

"Feelings like that are almost always accurate. Now, for Sympathy--" and she segues into a lecture on the efficient use of Sympathy magic.