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 Posted: Sun Oct 26, 2014 11:55 pm
A New Friend
The two apprentices ran around for a while, getting a good look around the area at the different warriors, trying to get a feel for the various weapons that they were going to have access to soon. Their fathers were out chatting with the blacksmith, getting them an appointment with the man, so that they could get their own personal weapons. It was only after a while of racing about that they returned, back home where Shayla was waiting, chatting with Aeton.
"Moooom! Can Nana and I have some lunch?" Bisera asked after he ran up to her, giving her a bright smile, "Something quick, maybe? So that we be ready for when Dad and Uncle Junjie gets back?" He looked back and forth, as though searching for the pair of them in a hopeful manner, before looking back over to his mother once more. The two fathers were in sight yet meaning that all of their childish energy and attention was turned toward Shayla.
Kenoa nodded along with what Bisera was saying before he said, "Yeah, we want to go and get our weapons the moment we are able! Maybe then they will bring us out hunting!" She was all but bouncing in place along side her friend. She wanted to be able to take on more dragons given that their first attempt had been embarrassing at best. They had to get back out there and make another attempt at it.
The way that the two of them seemed to be ready to bounce away at a moment's notice was something that actually got Shayla to chuckle before nodding to them, "Alright, little ones. I will get the two of you something to eat. Try to sit still if at all possible." She said, ruffling their hair gently between their horns, before she turned to head into the house. It was a short time later that she came back with an assortment of crusty bread, dried fruit and meat, and some water in a water skin. It was all handed over to the two of them and she said, "Don't wander too far, we don't know when your fathers will be back."
The two nodded before hurrying off, just as far as the corner of the building, and sat in the shade there so that they would be able to see their fathers coming from a distance. That was if they could pick out the two men in the crowd that was already gathered. A cloth was laid down with the two of them sitting on either side of it, food placed on top of it. It was a small meal, as well as a quick one, but it was exactly what they wanted so it worked out. All that they required now was for their fathers to return and the pair would be quite happy.
Keona reached out to grab up a handful of the dried fruit, tossing some of it into her mouth, before looking around, "I hope that they get back soon." She said, her words a little muffled by the food in her mouth.
Giving a bit of a laugh Bisera nodded his head, "Yeah, I hope so too. I want to get going." He said, reaching out to scoop up a long chunk of the dried meat, chewing on it slowly, with half of it hanging out of his mouth. He already had an idea for the weapon that he wanted, but he still wanted to get a look at all of them at once just to make sure. He turned to look over at Keona, giving her a smile around the jerky he was chewing on, before he looked away.
The two of them were starring down the road, impatient looks on their faces, waiting. Their impatient waiting was disrupted by a squeaking sound, something that caused Bisera to ask, "Did you say something, Nana?"
Keona shook her head, "No... I thought it was you." She said, when she got nudged in the arm, "Huh? What?" She asked of her friend, lifting a hand to wave at him... when she felt something warm and scaly, something that was most certainly not Bisera. It was something that made Keona go stock still, turning slowly to glance over at what her hand was resting on.
After turning she found herself starring at a... khehora whelp? She blinked a couple times, listening to the creature as it gave a little squeak sound, the sound from earlier, and she realized what he was squeaking about. Keona glanced down at the food, blinked a couple times, then said, "Ahhh, oh! I see." She murmured, reaching down to scoop up a piece of the jerky, holding it out to the little orakoi, "Eat up, little whelp." She said, patting him on the head gently.
The little one chewed on the treat it was given, turning to look in the direction the pair were looking in even though he didn't know what they were doing. Once he was done with the treat that he'd been given he walked around behind Keona to nudge Bisera this time, squeaking at him as well. The boy turned to glance over at him, starred moment at the creature that was starring at their food. He bit off the piece of the jerky he was chewing on, offering the khehora the other half, "There you go, little guy." He said, barely taking his eyes off the road that their fathers had been in.
The little orakoi moved back and forth between the two of them, mooching food off of the distracted apprentices, eating his fill before curling up alongside them. His head came to rest on Keona's lap as he fell back to sleep and without even really thinking on it she set to petting him. It was a while later that the two finally spotted their fathers coming toward them, something that caused them both to lunge to their feet rushing over to meet the two men, with the sleepy khehora followed suit, tail wagging.
(( Word Count: 1003 ))
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2014 2:04 pm
Armed and Ready
As they arrived at the spot that their children were standing Junjie and Kathel found themselves starring down at an unexpected addition to the pair, that being a little orakoi that was standing there with them. The pair of fathers exchanged glances before looking forward at the creature that was with their children again once more, both thinking about the same thing, where the thing had come from and which of the two children it was bonded with. It was a bit of a surprise, that the two of them had gotten a Khehora egg from somewhere, especially that neither of them had spilled such a secret to anyone in the group.
Junjie knew he couldn't really say much, not when he had two bonded of his own. As such if it was Keona that had bonded with this little one then he'd just have to help her learn how to best raise the little guy. After a long moment of silence he finally said, "We were able to chat with the blacksmith, he said that if we hurry over he will be able to talk to the two of you and help you to pick our your weapons." He wanted nothing more then to talk about the little Khehora whelp that the pair had with them but he knew full well that they had to get to the blacksmith first. The man couldn't put his business on hold forever for them after all.
Kathel glanced over at Junjie, seeming to be weighing his option, before nodding. It seemed as though Junjie meant to leave the talk about the little whelp later and he supposed that it made sense. They needed to get back after all, everything else could wait until after the two were given their special weapons, something that the two of them needed. Kathel wasn't so foolish or naive to think that his son was going to have it easy, not when he was of mixed heritage. As such Bisera, as well as Keona, both needed to be armed and trained to use both their weapons and their magic to the best of their abilities so that they would be able to protect each other and themselves.
"Come along Bisera, Keona, we need to hurry if we don't want to lose our chance." Kathel said, motioning to them, before turning to lead the way back in the direction the two father's had come from.
Keona and Bisera exchanged glances before hurrying to gather up their things. Once they had everything picked up they hurried after their fathers as quickly as their feet would carry them, not really noticing the fact that the little Khehora was following along after them. The two kids had fed the little guy and now that they had it appeared as though he was determined to stick with them. The trio caught up with Junjie and Kathel a short time later, with the two apprentices coming to stand alongside their fathers while the little Khehora trailed behind a couple steps, keeping a close eye on everyone so as not to lose track of his meal ticket.
What was a very short time later, but felt as though it were an eternity for Keona and Bisera, the pair of them were arriving at the blacksmith. A small sign was up declaring that he would 'be back shortly' leaving people to make a line, while the small group went around to enter the shop through a side door. It was then that the two of them saw the big blacksmith again, someone that they had only seen from a distance the last time that they were near to his shop. Not to mention that they had been more interesting in bothering that Gaili man then really getting a good look at the blacksmith who had been hard at work.
Junjie was the first to speak up as he said, "I thank you for taking time out of your day to help us out like this." Ever the polite sort when it came to everyone that he dealt with.
The man starred at Junjie before giving his scruffy chin a scratch, "Yeah, yeah, don't be thinking that I am doing you some grand favor. I enjoy breaks from time to time and that is more or less what this is." He said, shrugging before he motioned to the weapons that he'd laid out on the ground, "These are the ones, the weapons that you kids can pick from, weapons that will be for you and you alone once they become yours." Laying there before them were four weapon types, the sword, the mace, the bow, and the wand. The man gave them a moment to inspect them before he said, "They are imprinted weapons, magical in nature, and their forms will come to reflect your own power and heart, you will see in time. So, any idea what you might want to wield?"
It was a question that had both Junjie and Kathel holding their breath, not wanting to interfere with the choice, it was something that the pair of apprentices had to choose on their own after all. The only thing the two could do was wait, watch, and then help them learn how best to wield their chosen weapon, and magic, when everything had been finalized.
It was Bisera who acted first, taking a step forward to scoop up the mace, giving it a toothy grin, "This is the one I want, it will go well with my clan I feel." Bisera was going all out assault it would appear, something that he felt would be best when it came to taking out any threats that came at their group. He tested the weight of the weapon in one hand, then two, before giving a nod, "This is definitely the one, I can feel it." He took a step back then, clapping his hand on Keona's back and asked, "What about you? Whatca thinking, Nana?"
Keona gave a thoughtful sound in her throat as she went through the other three weapons. While she knew that she too could pick the mace she was alright with just Bisera getting that one, it didn't exactly call to her. Neither did the sword as she gave it a glance, no, it would be either the wand or the bow, both were good weapons, useful at a distance, useful for an Ayrala who could get up high, but which one? A part of her said that she should pick the wand so that she could be like her father, knowing that if she picked it that she could learn a lot from him as far as magic went... but she wasn't her father. She loved him but she didn't want to follow after him and be his shadow, she was her own person after all. After giving Junjie a glance she drew in a deep breath, let it out slowly, and walked forward to pick up the bow, "I want this one." She murmured, hoping that her father wouldn't be upset with her choice not to become a pure mage like him. She would be able to still wield Dovaa magic after all, so it wasn't as though she was closing the door on such magic completely, right?
Kathel and Junjie inspected the choices made by the pair before both gave them smiles, "Good picks." Kathel said, patting both of them on the head before he dug into his pocket, getting out the necessary coin to pay for Bisera's weapon and Junjie followed suit, paying for the bow that Keona had picked, "I will work with you, Bisera, when it comes to your weapon, Aeton will be able to help Keona with learning her bow, and Junjie, you and Shayla and... well... Hart, you three will help with magic. While you are all of different clans you will be able to at least teach them the basics, right?"
Junjie nodded his head, "Of course, different spells but the theory will remain the same." He said, giving the pair a smile, "Once Hart returns with your Great Orbs then our magic lessons will begin. Until then work hard with your weapon practice, alright? We are counting on you to do your best, no more running off and getting into trouble, alright?" A warning he hoped would keep the pair from going off to take on every dragon without a Eowyn now that they had the weapons to do so.
The kids gave rapid nods of their heads before they were rushing off, the Khehora following close behind, wanting to get back so that they could show their new weapons off to Shayla and Aeton. It was an exciting day for them both, excitement that would only grow as they waited for Hart to get back with their Great Orbs so that they could join their chosen clans. There was going to be nothing but lessons for the two of them for some time to come, especially after the orbs arrived, but it would be worth it in their minds. They wanted to do more then just hide after all, they wanted to fight to, to help protect their family, and if studying would help them do that then so be it! They would just have to sneak off and have fun between the lessons was all.
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2014 12:29 am
Market Shenanigans Meir follows after Keona on another of her adventures and gets to meet a fellow feral Khehora. There is much to learn from him and Meir will follow Keona's lead where such things are concerned.
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2015 12:11 pm
ORAKOIR STUFF STARTS HERE!
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2015 12:31 pm
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Posted: Tue Sep 15, 2015 12:33 pm
First Step Forward
Today was the day he thought to himself as he looked over the wavy dunes of Eowyn, watching as a warm breeze blew across them. He was going to start down the harrowing path that was learning to fly! Keona often mentioned that he needed to figure it out, to protect himself, but also because she wanted him to carry her around. The latter part he knew was her half joking around, but she was right about the first part. He couldn't just laze around forever, he couldn't rely on her for protection forever. He had walked by Arjan today and he realized that he was starting to get closer and closer in size to the Kiandri. That meant that soon he was going to be of Orakovan rank among the Khehora. If he was going to prove himself strong enough to be called Orakovan then he he would need to be able to do simple things, like flying.
He should also consider trying to start to summon up his innate Aeduan magic as well, especially if he meant to help Keona in the future with things like hunting dragons. It was an intimidating thing, fighting those beasts, but he'd watched her doing since they were both little and he felt that it was something he would be doing eventually. Especially if he wanted to get really strong! One day he wanted to become like that powerful man that they'd happened upon in the marketplace, what was his name again.... Toki? The man had been what every Khehora wanted to become, something powerful and glorious, a Khehorian! Giving a flap of his wings Meir realized that to become someone like that meant that he had to start somewhere and that somewhere was flying. His tail set to lashing behind him as he found himself wondering exactly how he should start out. He'd seen the others, Abellio and Arjan, as they flew. It was like a work of art, hard to imitate, but he'd get it figured out.
Deep down he knew that he could have asked either of them for instruction but he also knew that Junjie needed them. They were his bonded after all, aiding him in taking care of the people of Tukyere! They were heroic to take on such a role, Abellio aiding in spell casting, Arjan acting as the muscle who kept them safe while they were using their magic. He couldn't pull one of them away from their important work to aid him. He had to do this part on his own and if he was able to figure it out he would be able to show off for Keona!
A grin appeared on Meir's face and he pushed up to his feet, snapping his wings open, before he went charging forward to make his first attempt at taking flight. He was going to figure this out and one day he was going to do just what Keona was always asking him do do, he was going to carry her around on his back! One day after that, when he'd attained his true Khehorian power, he would show up even more by carrying her in his arms... but that was for later. Right now everything hinged on flying and damn it he was going to figure it out!
Quite a few face plants into the sand, crashes, and near misses when it came to rocks, Meir was in the air. He was going to be in need of a bit of healing when he got back home, he'd gotten himself scuffed up quite a bit, but he'd done it! He wasn't very high up, not really feeling that confident yet, but he was doing it! He'd wait until he did it a few dozen more times, just in case, before he showed off to Keona. Until then his flying attempts were going to be his little secret... well, his and whoever he got to heal him. Maybe Abellio would aid him there and keep his secret? More then likely, the Ysali was pretty trustworthy he thought to himself as he landed, trotting back toward home to find the feathery healer to ask for his aid.
(( Word Count: 697 ))
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