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 Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2020 6:42 am
Coming Together Solo Format Counts as 5 RP growth Points Solo word minimum is 750 PromptThe past five years have continued to meld and mesh the lands of Tendaji. Where once tribes kept to their own lands, many were now seeing their colorful neighbors on a regular basis. While the cultures still stand, a welcoming sense of curiosity and openness has resulted in a peace across the entire region. What have you done these past five years? Have you explored? Have you welcomed others? What has your story been and how have you grown in this new future of Tendaji? This solo-only prompt is for you to explore the growth of your character these past 5 years in relation to the cultures of Tendaji. You must walk us through how your character's impression of the other races has changed or evolved, and how they've grown as a result.
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Posted: Wed May 06, 2020 12:53 pm
Tendaji, a land of tribes and cultures spread across land and sea. It was filled to the brim with warriors, magical casters, and traders who would travel and bring fortune or chaos. Aeuri had seen it all from his home deep in the heart of Oba. He knew what the world could bring, both from his experiences and his parents.
On one hand, the expansion of Tendaji brought cultures together, potentially melding into something new. His father, a strict soldier from a well-to-do family, had broken away from his own path to marry his mother, an orphan dancer. His mother was novel when she first arrived, but now lived and breathed like any other Oban. She was well recognized, respected, and even worshiped by some for how she liberated the Red.
His siblings were something new, something seen as a taboo when first born. But now, years later, more and more hybrids were appearing all across Tendaji. Love, as they said, had no bounds. He knew it from how he saw his parents interact with each other, how he saw Itotia interact with her shifter friend, and his occasional watching of others.
Truly, he loved hybrids, because he himself was a hybrid. He loved different, unique, strange, because he himself was strange. He grew up around dancers and musicians in the Red who told him tales of the world outside of the desert. Of the sights, the sounds, the beauty and the cultures. Aeuri soaked it up as an escape from his own reality, from the bullies who took advantage of his meekness and from the shadow that was cast by his siblings. He spent his nights dreaming of great mountains covered in ice, to a swamp where people's eyes glowed, to the great tree that's blossoms birthed warriors.
He wished everywhere was so welcoming as his dreams, that the world could meld until no one was hurt by who they were or where they were born.
Now, as time healed the wounds of war and pain, it seemed his dream was becoming a reality. He still dealt with the scorn of pure-blooded Obans who refused to let go of the past, but eventually they too would fade in time. He was a legacy of his parent's union, and he had the chance to build his own legacy. For once, Aeuri felt optimism that drove him to wish to act. He wanted to go, he wanted to take a risk and move, he wanted to see the other lands that he heard about and dreamed of.
It was a secret he kept close to his heart as he looked up to the sky, wondering if the stars would be the same when he decided to travel and see.
Aeuri was growing, and he knew that. Maybe this is what becoming an adult felt like. The freedom to move away from your parent's embrace, to accept fault and take risk knowing they wouldn't catch you if you fell. Maybe that's why he wanted to become a healer, so he could heal himself just as much as those around him. Maybe this is why, finally, he wanted to become Aeuri, not a triplet.
He loved his siblings, but maybe they too were holding him back from the potential the world had to offer.
It was time he took a chance to explore and travel, maybe even by himself. Sure, he'd like to lean on his siblings, and protect them in turn, but what if the held him back. What if they were holding him back from stepping out? Aeuri pushed that deep below to forget, because he knew that wasn't the case.
He was holding himself back.
Determination filled him as he continued on, as he saw the new cultures come and go and traveled to the market whenever a foreign vendor stopped through. He touched, he smelled, he tasted and he grew. He expanded his mind and grew confident in where it was going.
Yes, the world was evolving, it was changing and healing, and so was he. Aeuri was excited to be part of a new culture of harmony, and knew his parents were early trendsetters to a positive change. The future was filled with the chance to co-exist, but one needed to be open. Aeuri felt like he was open and ready to go. All he needed to do was prepare, take a risk, and follow the breeze. Everything would be ok if he trusted in himself and had faith in those around him.
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