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 Posted: Fri May 08, 2020 8:43 am
A Whole New World
Solo or RP Format
Counts as 5 RP growth Points
Solo word minimum is 750, RP post minimum is 7
Prompt
The world has opened to new possibilities. Where once they thought they were alone, now they discovered creatures never before imagined.
How does your character react to the introduction of Kahikina to Tendaji? This prompt can be anything, a way to cope, a way to learn more, even the first time they meet the other race. The main focus is discover and evaluation of this new world
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Posted: Fri May 08, 2020 8:43 am
News and rumors spread in an odd way. It came piecemeal, in snippets that popped up here and there, sometimes contradictory, always small bits of a murkier big picture. That was how news of the foreigners had come, back when visitors from outside of Oba were rare. That was how news of Kahikina had come to reach Iro's ears - slowly and filtered through second-, third-, fourth-hand chatter, so that by the time she heard it, she wasn't sure how much of it was still true.
It seemed wholly impossible. An entire race of people who lived in the sea and in the water. If their fishing village had had trouble grasping the concept of foreigners, well... Iro suspected there'd be plenty of gossip at the dinner table in the upcoming weeks about "fish people."
It was so difficult to know what was real and what was not through the stories alone. Iro had already decided that she didn't believe it to be a hoax, like some of her elders did. One of her aunts had immediately decried the entire idea as a joke some traveling salesperson had created to pass the time, but Iro was inclined to believe that at least some parts of the story were true. After all, they had only recently discovered Belrea. And if the Alkidike were, in fact, born from trees like she'd heard, then maybe it wasn't that much of a stretch that there were people born from the ocean in Kahikina. Iro just wanted to know what their deal was.
Were they truly fish people, with the features of fish, who lived their entire lives underwater? Or were they simply a water-reliant group of people, in a similar way that Iro's own clan was tied to the water and the fish they caught? If she thought really hard about it, there were certainly ways to stretch the truth behind her own lifestyle such that she could be described as a "fish person" to a stranger who had never met her before.
The young prentice was curious. Increasingly curious, perhaps, about the world beyond what she already knew. She blamed it all on the stories that were filtering down to her from the various visitors and travelers through Jatine. If she'd never heard about all these wild and beautiful things out there in the world, perhaps she would never feel the need to chase it. She would never feel like she needed to uproot herself from the home she knew and leave behind all the people she loved just to do all this work involved in seeing the world and exploring all its blessedly strange, inexplicably alluring facets.
No way. That couldn't possibly be the solution. Iro had been struggling with these thoughts for far too long. Every time she heard something strange - like the discovery of "fish people" on an island continent far, far away - she wanted to know the truth. Something in her felt compelled to figure it out, to see it with her own two eyes. But every time she felt that way, her mind went to other things. Logistics, mostly. What it would mean to even try to leave behind her beloved family. How she would get out of Jatine. How she would barter her skills if she ever left the ocean behind. How would she even begin to figure out how to live her life it she didn't already know how? The mere thought of having to become an adult and answer these questions plagued her. She didn't want to leave.
And so, she thought, she might be destined to spend the rest of her life struggling with these two diametrically opposed thoughts. She would hear stories and news and she would want to leave and see all these things for herself. But then she would think about how difficult it would be to leave, and she would relent, falling back on the astoundingly comfort of what she already knew. What a way to live.
And yet, the part of her that wanted to know and wanted to discover simply would not lie still. Every night, she sat in her hammock, watching the stars and the moon climb into the sky, and every night she couldn't help but think about all the things she had heard about this new land of Kahikina. She couldn't help but imagine all that went on there, all the ways its people might conduct their lives. And she couldn't help but admit, in secret, that her desire to see it for herself was growing.
wc 760
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