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 Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2016 10:45 am
Remembering the Past
Prompt 3
Can be used toward Solo or RP req
It has been seven long years since the Great Oban Invasion. It almost feels like a dream, considering all of the changes that have occurred in Tendaji since the great war. A new King sits on the Oban throne, and he has opened the boundaries of Oba and Matori. Many already are taking advantage of the open boarders to travel and explore. The world was expanding and changing all things to the massive war of the great nations.
Since the war, Tendaji took a stand against the extremist Alkidikes and won. They came together to show a new alliance that many could never dream of. Everything was settling, and now that there finally was peace everyone has begun to to take a moment and remember all that has come and gone.
How have the major wars and changes impacted your character these past few years? Are they bitter for their failures or happy about their success? Do they see a peaceful future to come or are they concerned about those who may be still holding grudges?
[Characters not part or even alive during the war can still respond to this prompt. Maybe they have a different way of understanding the war compared to those who were part of it, so feel free to explore those feelings and thoughts in your response]
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2016 8:38 am
When they left Neued and traveled towards Zena; Senja could not help but feel nervous. She'd lived with obans and had gotten over what scare she'd gotten when she was captured so many years ago. But some things had a habit of popping up when you thought you were over it. The scars Neued had gotten in that war when it’d been captured had mostly been covered up as settlers had come and joined the old shifter city and given it new life and vibrancy.
But out here in the plains of Tale… she couldn’t shake the memories. She’d ben alone; her ex-husband had left before the fall of Neued to go help his family; apparently his father was more important to him than his pregnant wife. Her lips pinched together at that familiar painful thought. Alone; pregnant, and in a prisoner camp. Sure there’d been people; but no family. No friends that she knew. And the Captain of that camp had been simply despicable. She looked down from her perch on Shilea’s back and watched her new husband walk along side her Mammu, looking for something in the grass. Not all obans were bad! She’d known that; all people were different. But at first it had been hardtop shake the nervousness about them.
What if they all were like that? Arrogant and cruel? Like the masters so many Matorians had had? She’d made friends first with the Matorian settlers and that hadn’t made it any easier to get comfortable about Obans! Their stories and her own experience had almost made her not approach hem, not try to talk to them. But the memory of that Oban noble girl and her guards; the one who had ordered her guard or whatever he had been to give Senja, obviously pregnant at that time, extra food had convinced her to stop being a coward. And I’m glad I did! She thought with a smile. They had turned out to be such a vibrant enthusiastic group! Sure they worshipped different gods, had so many of them in fact! And sure they had a rather bad reputation; but so many of them were simply just people! And Senja had found some good friends among them... as well as a new love.
She now went every week to the dances they had in their section of the city; she’d gotten some promising Obans places in her family’s theater, had learned some of their instruments as well as musical compositions. Funny how things had turned out! What could have turned her into an Oban hater hadn’t; she’d been able to move away from that, to simply just accept them.
She lay back and patted her round stomach; and now she was going to have another hybrid child; this time an oban one! I wonder how Sakhile will react, She thought to herself. He’s been gone for two years now; doesn’t even know that Rastian and I split! Doesn’t know that I remarried (well… will be remarrying! She smirked; but at least this time her lover had proposed before she’d gotten pregnant.) or that he will have a younger sibling! I wonder how’s he doing? He hasn’t sent me any letters! She pouted a bit before smiling. I didn’t send any letters home either when I left! Perhaps I should find a courier to hunt him down and deliver letters. That way I know he’s okay! Or,m her eyes narrowed. I can find him myself in Oba… since he had said he was headed that way… now what was his friends name whos family they were visiting….
“Asi.” She called out to her husband. “Do you remember which friends Sakhile left with?”
“Alos and Brenshin why?”
“Hmm.. no reason. What’s the family names?” She smiled. Alos! He’d been the son of some really good singers at her theater! Brenshen had been the bakers son….. right… Alos had family in Oba….
“We are not hunting down Sakhile.” Came the amused response. “Let the kid go live a little!”
“I just want him to know he’s going to be a big brother soon! And its been two years…” She said piquantly as she sat up to stick her tongue out at Zimbasi.
“I know of friends who can send him letters, love.” He rolled his eyes and Senja agreed; but she was till going to hunt her son down! Mother’s had that right to make sure their babies were safe right? She’d never hovered before.. just wanted to know he was a live.
(754 words)
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