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 Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2021 8:58 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2021 1:56 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 08, 2021 6:57 pm
Info
Name: Fang (Saeruin on cert)
Race: Ice/Water
Gender: Female
3 Base Traits: Fierce, Mute, Loyal,
Myers Briggs: ISTJ-A Logistician
Personality: Strong for her size she uses it to her advantage.Her sullen appearance hides a fiercely intelligent mind. An excellent hunter when she grows she will keep her people fed with fresh game. She is very capable but currently non communicative, eventually as she spends more time with her crew and works through the tragedy she had been through. Once people have finally gotten her trust which may take years, she will defend them to her last breath as she expects them to do with her. These people become her surrogate family. She protects those she trusts with all of her might, it is them against the whole world. She loves nature and magic and enjoys both where no one can see her.
Her mutism is selective and will start to fade from full mute to full speak over time as she gets rped more. For the meantime she uses body language and writing to communicate with her peers.
Description: Hair (Water color 17 fading to water color 10 or Ice 1 )
Eyes (Ice color slot number 18 )
Skin: Dark Water color slot 10 base skin, the darkest blue ice crystals insp for crystal pattern to go just underneath on of her collar bones and another on her neck. Swirl insp in the jagged ice crystal style
Eye Style: Ice
Ear shape: Ice
Hairstyle: Inspiration pic in Discord
Clothing: Up to the colorist predominantly the greys blacks and blues of iceling style with a few water accents.
Accessories: A fang of something quite large with a blue/green handle that she uses to pry into things. Its also how she got her name/nickname.
History: Found in a cave alone, suffering from a spot of amnesia, gets dreams and flash backs sometimes. Predominantly mute. Bites sometimes. No one in her small group of thieves knows what happened to her when she lost her parents and it is something that her mind protected her from by repressing the memories. She does remember her real name which is Saeruin. But she won't share her real name with just anyone preferring for the most part to go by her nickname Fang.
What she will some day remember is that her parents met in Matori and decided to settle in a rugged and remote area of Zena because they loved the lifestyle up there. They made a tidy trade for themselves, trapping and selling furs. One day while the whole family of three was returning for a trading trip, while Saeruin was riding on her Mother's back, they were accosted for the money they had made in a far south market for furs. Her Mother had swiftly unstrapped her before the bandits saw them and told her daughter to run. She drew her blade and in a cold rage that only an iceling can accomplish she rushed to her husband, there were too many for him to handle on his own. Her scream of rage was the only thing that haunted Sae in her sleep. That was the only thing she could remember.
She is not the leader of her group. Kellye is. She is just a member with a vested interest in keeping the whole gang safe and fed, it is how she helps to contribute to the whole and for now they are all she has. She does not want to be alone again not by choice.
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Posted: Tue Nov 16, 2021 12:18 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 05, 2022 2:31 am
Class Choice
Saeruin stormed past a forge with clanging and crashing, suddenly she stopped dead her head and neck cranking back to look in, it looked like a familiar back and a familiar form, with a certain dreamlike quality she walked into the forge.
She stared waiting for the man to turn around, she looked slowly at the bright coals fed air by bellows pumped by strong arms the coals glowed hotly and she was almost transfixed by them for a moment. She darent make a sound just in case she was wrong and this wasn’t the right person…the person from her memories..her…father?
He finally turned to ready a blade in progress to place in the coals, he moved like there was music only he could hear with a grace and familiarity that spoke of hours pounding out hot angry metal into something beautiful and deadly. A weapons specialist. She scanned his face anxiously but he was not her Father, they were still lost somewhere out there and somewhere among her memories.
“Well lass you sure startled me, please to knock loudly next time I would quite regret being started into dropping almost molten iron on me feet.”
She smiled shyly and bowed her head.
“Are you interested in a piece then? You look pretty young.” He considered her for a moment, how her hands fidgeted and how her eyes drifted back to the glow of the great coals in their bed. “Or perhaps, something else called you in here, perhaps you came for one reason but stayed because you heard it.”
She tilted her head in question at him now, perplexed.
He sighed, “Its not a thing you hear with your ears but with your heart and soul.” He stepped back so she had an unblocked view of the coals before pumping the handle an making them glow. He noted the answering light in her eyes.
“Fire.” He said succinctly. “She calls to us all that can take the heat.” He carefully placed gloves on the arms she held out and he took her hand and put it on the bellows. “You know you want to see it flare, it has a dangerously beautiful poetry about it. Like us, coals breath, burn and rage but unlike us their lives are fleeting but forged from their energy are blades that can last a century. It is an art, it is a way of life.” He had had a similar experience as a young boy. The coals had called to him too.
“You are lucky to have figured it out now.” He noticed how ratty her clothes were and brows furrowed in concern. “I make a good living, you should consider it as a career choice, I’m sure you have the proclivity. Now you just need to decide if its right for you and come through with dedication and a willingness to make many many mistakes and a potential to be horribly burned, but you can’t play with cherry metal without getting the occasional burn.”
She held the handle for the bellows with a fierce expression. It was going to be hard to push she was sure because she wasn’t all that big of a prentice and this man had arms like tree trunks but she would give it a go, and he was right she had wanted to make them glow herself. It was just so beautiful and the sound of the crackling fire was very soothing, if the ringing of hammer on metal wasn’t. Still as she pumped the bellows and saw the coals feast on the air she provided she felt like to see this everyday would be magical on its own and she could get used to the ridiculous amount of noise to be so close to real fire. It was almost primordial in nature the elemental dance of water air fire and earth metals, like weaving but with energy and force as opposed to thread or true magic. But the forge tender had not been wrong she definitely heard the call of the flames, the hiss of what sounded like the biggest serpent ever when the hot metal was doused in water. It was a fascinating process to her and the possibilities of creation were endless, an alluring draw on its own. She could have a chance to be creative something she hadn’t been able to ever afford. Her parents had evidentaly been taken from her because she was an orphan but she had a sort of family at least one that she could call her own, they were mostly unrelated except for the twins. But they were still her family, her chosen family, the family that would not be taken from her.
As she had been focused on the flames the blacksmith had been digging in a drawer for something, he came over to her and held out his hand fist closed.
“Here, I had been meaning to bring this to market but it is not often that the perfect person for a piece just walks in. I don’t often make jewellery but I was feeling whimsical one day.
She held her hand out beneath his and dropped an iron ring with a flame sigil in relief on the metal backing. It was beautiful and she smiled brightly up at him.
“You don’t say much do you girl?”
She shook her head shyly.
“Well what is your name? I can’t just call you girl forever.”
She bit her lip and dug out her writing pad and showed her answer to him.
“Fang, well that’s a nice enough name.”
She was glad he thought so because she had forgotten her real one during the amnesia episode. She did remember tidbits, like she could remember her parents faces but not what had happened the night she had lost them. She had woken up in her house with dirty sore feet and tear streaks through the filth on her face and no parents.
“Tell you what Fang, I’m lacking and apprentice and you are lacking a teacher. Would you like to learn how to make things from metal, I do a lot of weapons I don’t know if that will bore you or not.” She did seem to have a bit of a savage look about her which made him think that she might enjoy making fine weapons like he did, he really felt like he was looking at his younger self but she appeared to be a hybrid with ice and such wasn’t a relation of his that he knew of. Fate could be a little interesting sometimes.
She returned many times to the forge and learned a lot from him. She had definitely found her calling. To her working iron felt strangely like a spiritual experience. Her arms and body grew stronger and she began to feel vitally alive again slowly, something that only fishing had been able to come close to doing since her big accident whatever had happened. Sometimes she worried that she might be the reason that her parents were no longer around so in a way the amnesia that her mind had used to protect itself might be a mercy.
That was the other thing that the forge gave her. An exhaustion so deep that even the nightmares couldn’t chase her. It was a gift plus it was so easy to become meditative with the heat and the pulsing rhythm of what her teacher called her baby hammer. He had given her a fine one that she could use to help him finish off pieces until she grew enough muscle for a bigger hammer.
She looked forward to being able to lift them all and make full use out of all the interesting looking but heavy tools that were at a smith’s disposal. Sometimes she just sat and watched his hammer fall, getting used to the steady rhythm and the minute adjustments that he made as he coordinated the dance between hammer, object and anvil. She wondered if he still felt the rhythmic pounding in his sleep. It was hard work, it was hot work and it was sweaty work but it paid well and was a great way to beat out any frustrations. Most importantly she wouldn’t have to steal for a living anymore in her own case she had succeeded in what Kellye had asked of them when they moved to the smaller Matorian town, find safe work that wouldn’t get them chased around indefinitely, eventually everyone had to settle and all of them had been forced into that life due to circumstances beyond their control. She was starting to trust Kellye more because she was over time realizing that he truly did have their best interests at heart which meant he would get real support from her. Once someone was family they stayed that way but it took time and effort to get there. One misstep in the trial period and you were out.
Kellye had sang to her on some nights when she had been lonely and she remembered all of the words. When she was alone and knew that no one could possibly hear her. She tried to sing them too. Combine that with the song of the forge and she was hopeful for herself for a change.
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2022 9:23 pm
Saeruin Class Quest
She had been practicing for a long time on simple tasks that helped her teacher Raniel out. But to day he had something different in store for her as he gave her a sheet of cloth with a design drawn on it. It was simple and was definitely a piece designed to test the skill of a young blacksmith. She frowned at it and kept smoothing out the cloth as if unwrinkling the fabric would unwrinkle how to form it in her mind. It had three different prongs and each prong was formed using a different beginner technique. It was really quite clever and she immediately hated it. It was the thing that was going to try to defeat her, to prevent her achieving her dream of becoming a smith.
She bit her lip and nodded that she would try her best before bowing slightly and setting the forge to heat. She went through all the steps to get the space ready for the act of creation. A pattern that had become nearly instinct with multiple, multiple run throughs but it was super important to get the forge the perfect temperature and that the coals were well formed or the forging process might take longer or not work right if the heat didn’t flow into the metal properly. Timing and cooling was also essential.
She sweated and she pumped the bellows over the coals and she tried many times to make the item. She was starting to think it might not be possible. She didn’t want to give up but she was very near to asking for help when he caught her eye and tossed her a finished product. For some reason now that she could touch it in her hands she could better make out the marks left by the smith that had forged it.
Now with that little bit of help she made an attempt that while not quite perfect was as close as she could get at the moment.
“You have improved there are still things that need to be worked on, but you passed the moment you didn’t give up.” Youth made tempers burn hot and flashing, something that wasn’t acceptable when you were already dealing with temperatures that your body had no way of coping with never mind any others that may fall victim to your folly if they were too close at the time of an accident. A calm mind was a well balanced one.
She was very pleased and even managed to rasp out a very croaky thank you. It lit up the mans face like he had just won the lottery. She trusted him enough to talk and he took it as the compliment that it was.
She was super tired but she couldn’t wait to go home and share her story in writing with her friends. She wanted to show Kellye her project too. He liked metal things and gadgets…maybe he would want to use it as a paperweight for all of his schemes and plots. She smiled at finally being able to give someone a gift after a long time of just scraping by.
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Blurb: Saeruin learned that sometimes being patient and just trying is a sort of winning, an important lesson for someone who wants to be a self starter like she does. She loves that blacksmithing gives her a way to support herself without the need to also practice her old craft of thievery. She was able to show to herself that she could achieve her dreams without parents and indeed without any of her friends help who she had become sort of dependant on after she had lost her family. She feels like she is growing a step in the right direction.
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Posted: Fri Jan 07, 2022 9:25 pm
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2022 8:54 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2023 8:44 pm
Sometimes she wondered, (as she was elbow deep up the body cavity of a pregnant and angry janarim), she wondered what it would be like to have normal children. That like for her Mother in law, didn't seem to be in the cards for her. Elaxi was normal ish but she was shy and her experiences so young had not been beneficial. Kechiri was a loose cannon/nut and Ushiruin and Daanu were...kind of like her mate and his sister but ...darker almost, while being light. She couldn't really explain it, their magic was ..different. Her eyes crossed as her finger brushed the egg that was blocking the birth canal, she tilted the tip and the egg slid into its proper position and she was promptly pushed out by the straining of the Mother, the egg would have no issue now. She bathed her arm in water. Nin had taught her how to do that. There had been no one else close and well, she liked this janarim. She was a mother too and she had always had help for births when she needed them. This was just paying it forward. The sun was high in the sky and the Mother moaned and brought the egg forth. Sae cleaned up and waited, leaning over the fence to make sure that another did not get waylayed in the womb.
This was a far cry from forging, both were primary magics though. She had a little magic, it flitted about her merrily and she had a bit for smithing as well and she was content with that. Kechiri hadn't gotten much but the younger two wooeee they were going to be powerful one day. She wasn't sure if Elaxi would find magic or not, her Father had some from beast charming and being wild but it was not a focused magic in any form. His weapon was his body and mind and experience added to that of his twin Einsol. They were scary and it delighted her, she knew she was scary too, she could fight with all the weapons not just one!
Looking down she noticed the blue splotches on the shell of the janarim that had been causing the trouble in the dam. It looked like deep royal blue ink on a white shell. It was absolutely gorgeous. She took a marker and marked the egg. It was the privelidge of whoever got to a clutch first that had active stable space. All was fair in love war and stock breeding on the farm and it was the swift and pointed competition that made them such good breeders, they were expanding and carrying more lines. She was down right proud to be a part of it and she had just decided to start her own line. The contents of that egg would be her flag ship. She smiled brightly down at the Mama who was sipping water before bearing down on the rest of her clutch. She was aware of the earthling and was glad of the protection. That mother had bore scars for her offspring, the janarim just knew somehow, but then again she was a Mother as well.
Saeruin went to the office in the barn that usually was Viltre's domain and made a pot of coffee. If she was going to be on baby watch she was going to do it right. She had no where better to be at the moment and she was invested now. She had helped! She was sure Ushiwa would be delighted that she was taking an interest in beast breeding. Perhaps it was an odd pass time for a blacksmith but she could blame her beast crazy family for that. She wasn't sure that any one of them didn't at least have one pet, nevermind the ones who trained on purpose with beasts as careers or fierce passion.
It was an art she had to admit. The dam of her egg had a noble brow and elegant carriage, her conformation was lovely and her gait smooth and even.
Sae thought she would make a good base dame, and she was bred to a prize winning Oban stud. Kiyelt had gotten her in a trade already bred. He had given up a bred female of equal value. It was a good way to bring new blood in. Her egg would not be related to any stock but its siblings. They may not keep all the siblings either. It would be particularly fortunate should her egg turn out to be male and of good class. She was picky, it came from being with beast tamers twenty four seven. She entered the pen and stroked the soft shell of her egg. It was large and healthy looking so far as she could tell.
"What will you grow to be little one? My best beast pal? Ushi's worst nightmare?" She giggled at the possibilities. Ushi was a janarim master, and Thal was a master with snaptrotter but each cross studied of course. Tethys the younger brother tended toward smaller creatures like sailscales and keldari. She thought that was kind of neat that they specialized kind of by size. She had noticed that her daughter the Piratess was getting quite the collection of critters on her deck and that even more surprising, Theriar had a white snaptrotter on his ship that owned his heart right along with Onora. That was amusing in and of itself, the terminal pet bachelor.
She had her own critters but not nearly as many as her family members. Though if she got right into breeding she antipated perhaps catching up. She would have to go to the market to buy a notebook to catalogue her journey. Ushi would know the beast bug had really bit her then. She was prepared for the wealth of teasing but also the never ending support and help with her beast taming and breeding journey. That was what this family did, they supported each other with out cease, without end.
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Posted: Sat Nov 04, 2023 9:30 pm
Saeruin awoke to another beautiful day in Matori. She truly loved it here and couldn't imagine returning to the cold of Zena and its barren by comparison winters. Summers were sure nice and cool there though. Summer in Matori saw her swimming quite frequently to beat the heat of the great forge she tended. Her business had florished through hard work and notoriety. It was a benefit to belong to a well known family. Even if their main hustle was critters her name and profession was still in association with theirs and that brought some business in and of itself. She would not complain about free patrons.
She sang a morning prayer to bergchi as she straightened the bed furs. Ushiwa had let her sleep in, no doubt he was working out and then going to tend to his beasties outside. She was allowed to relax as she ran her own job...and she was his wife and could vito him if neccessary. She hadn't been disturbed when he left the bed though he had done it quietly. He was pretty considerate and overall a good man for all the times he could be a bit bratty. Sometimes she sicked his sister on him. She could usually pinpoint the cause pretty quick, she understood him as a twin.
Sae usually had no trouble though, which was nice. She was happy to have the life she did. Her family was whole again, the ranch was thriving, no one was doing poorly, it was a great year. She looked forward to the cool season where the thoughts turned to family and visiting. It was her favorite time of year. The harvest was done, the wind was chill and the earth rested in wait for another cycle of blazing summer sun rays the following half turn.
It was the time of year that her job became bearable and she enjoyed it that much more because of it. Nothing like blazing fires when you couldn't chase out the chill!
It poured outside, the air was so humid that the coals were squealing on their own. She had a love/hat relationship with this time of the year. She loved the smell and the freshness and the rejuvenation of a good monsoon downpour, but the level of mud that the pathways tended to form was bothersome. She was always covered in coal dust she need not also be constantly covered in mud. Ugh.
She was the driving force between keeping her families cloths clean and it was a war that all of them that were under her roof had to participate in at some point because it was like battling a laundry mountain at all times. If she took her eyes off it there would be a peak collapse and she would have to dig her way into the laundry bay. A ranch was not exactly a clean place either.
She took a deep breath in and took in the shear serenity of the moment. She had been working for a few hours after her wonderful morning rituals were complete. Today would be a good day, not least of which because she unlike most of the residents of Matori at the moment was deliciously warm. Yay for hot, hot cherry red coals! They were beautiful and brought light and warmth and allowed her to work her wonderful clangy trade. She loved to create, it was a big part of what gave her joy. That and well fire, who didn't like fire? Dancing flames, hissing metal and burning coals, a forge life for her!
So far none of their children had chosen the profession of either of them. She shook her head. What she wouldn't give for a tiny blacksmith that she could make tiny tools for and a tiny forge and they could work together well into the evening and not see the need to sail off all over yonder. Gah Kechiri, she had no idea how much she made her mother worry about her. Brat.
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Posted: Sun Nov 05, 2023 1:51 pm
Sae was having a bit of a rough day. A problem customer had wasted hours fighting with her over what they had ordered. They had apparently changed their mind and they were trying to blame her for it. It would cost them more to change what she had done and she didn't think they were actually going to pay that much for it as snide and spicey as they were, they were trying to get it out of her for free. She had finally told them that they had better pay for what she had done and leave to find another smith to do it if they were going to be rude. She had meticulous records that the customers wrote themselves. She HAD watched him write it when they were originally sealing the deal. It was little wonder that Ushi preferred critters over people, although in some beast taming situations you had to deal with both and that could be a struggle. She loved her family and their friends but sometimes she was real tired of the general populace in general. Perhaps it was time for another people break where she and Ushi would disappear off into the bush for over a month. She always found she had a better perspective after that. Feeling a bit blue she packed up early from the smithy and headed home. Home for tea and comfort and quiet. Perhaps she would go check on her janarim friend and her nest. That as a rule always cheered her right up. There was something magical and healing about the presence of animasl. They could keep lonliness at bay and sometimes they were better than people at giving comfort. She hummed now as she packed up to flee people. This was the beauty about running her own business when she was done she was done and customers freaked out anyways so what was the difference. Besides she was done everything. Home to recover, relax and unwind.
She felt better the moment she entered the door. She wasn't going to do anything she didn't want to do. She walked into the living area and past that into the small hardly used indoor office. Most of the real stuff was in the beast taming office in the barn and in the main office in the main house.
She loved that they had their own space deep in the ranch, far from the active area. It was a bit of a walk but it gave her the privacy she craved on days like this. The only ones likely to come here unless for a specific reason were the four kids and them. Kechiri was at sail and so was Ushiruin. Elaxi and Daanu were out and about, she wasn't sure where but they were not too far likely. There was plenty for young people to get up to here on the ranch.
She grabbed a notepad and began to make a list of the things she wanted to do today. For self spoilage. First at the top was the all magical practice of bathing. It always made her feel better after no matter how bad the day was at least you were clean and refreshed.
Next she thought she would try her hand at reading. Ushi did it a lot and well the books just looked so neat there on the shelf. She could read it just wasn't something she ever really did she was quite tired after swinging a hammer all day. There were so many books in this house it would be a shame not to pick up at least one.
She wandered about the shelves for a good thirty minutes and pulled a pile of four that looked nice. She would give it a go.
The list was slowly filling up.
Then she might go for a ride on her critters and get some training time in on them. It was good to keep up the riding habit otherwise they might get ideas that they should be the boss when left in the field for too long. Then you had to go back through fixing the problems all over again. She pondered what else to put down. Nothing immediately came to mind. So she had a snack, looked through her four books again. One was a pirate adventure that Kechiri had read and then given to her Dad. One was about tendaji ecosystems and another about animals in general. And the last was ...well a romance. One of her own new books that she had bought at the book store her first time there. It was a pretty cool place, run by a lightning lady who had a water beast tamer husband and a hybrid son who was usually there helping his mom shelve books and cataloguing. It was a cozy little shop with a fantastic atmosphere and very friendly people. The lady had helped her out, her name had been Anixi. She had shown Sae where the different sections were and gave her a few recommendations based on her needs. She patted the book in delighted rememberance. She would have to finish this one sooner than later so that she could go to the book store again, she might even drag her husband. He could look for himself and for their daughter while she parused the books looking for the much rarer stuff that interested her. She wondered how his day had gone and she sincerely hoped it had been better than hers. But hers was turning around too. She pat patted the book put in on a towel and got the tub ready.
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2023 5:19 pm
After times of turmoil, they did what they always did, close the forge down and disapear into the bush to look for new pets. Ushi had come with her and after they had set up camp he had gone hunting leaving her alone in the hills with her thoughts. Kechiri had been through a lot but was taking the loss of her ship and the subsequent purging of the rat on her crew in stride. She was stronger than Sae thought she herself could ever be. But Kechiri was different from herself she was more like her Dad and she had lost a sister early. She had not been in the best body condition on return to the ranch, with Raolvar as escort, good thing he had been around Matori, Thal's closest friend was always welcome at the ranch, though he was seen quite seldomly now. Though she had an inkling that he might be around more, it seemed that whatever was holding him from Matori was gone. She could see the shadows of lonliness in her eyes and if there was one thing the beast taming ranch guaranteed was that you were not alone unless you really worked at it.
There was always something special it seemed about a new camping spot. It was fresh and clear and likely that they had not visited it before. They were a ranger family and thus tended to travel quite far before bedding down for the night. This camp was well placed near a stream on a rise, there was enough flat ground for comfortable tenting and a frontal cooking pit, meat would be stored hung in trees nearby to disuade any enterprising scavengers from their important source of fat and protein. She got the fire going and stared pensively into the flames. She always loved these quiet moment. Working in a forge seemed to afford very few quiet moments and sometimes on the trail out she could still hear the ringing of hammer on steel as she retreated into the bush. The bush was a place that cleared her mind as she had learned over the years. It was refreshing clear and safe in different ways than in town, the village or the ranch. Definitely different than the dangers held by the forge.
The wind howled and Sae sat by the flickering fire, its warmth banishing the chill from stopping work. She inhaled deeply the free and clean air, minus the woodsmoke from the fire before her. There was nothing quite like the bush for peace of mind. Slowly the natural signals worked on her over the course of an hour or two, during which time she added more wood to the flames to keep the fire going. She made what meal prep she could until Ushi came back from his scouting. She was happy that they had gotten away again. It was time to start taking some more steps back from the forge, perhaps she would hire an apprentice to keep the metal works going while she started more adventures with her always anxious to go mate. She thought she would like that. She had more than enough experience now to guilde younger people quite well. It would be a good change and she was ready for change again, but change that she instigated and controlled in her life, she had had more than enough chaos thank you very much.
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Posted: Mon Nov 13, 2023 9:28 pm
There was a pull, seemingly dragging her back to her homeland in her heart that she could no longer ignore. She had asked Ushiwa to accompany her but he and the children could not for one reason or another so she found herself nearly in Zena. It was a long, long journey and she was so ready to sleep in an actual Inn. The further she went the colder it got. Flashes of memory from a time near forgotten plagued her as she went past landmarks she remembered passing with Kellye and the rest of their orphan theifly band. It was long disipated, except for Kellye who had remained tied to her in one way or another over the years. She barely remembered the others and their myriad of stories, she felt little loss there.
Despite everything, despite the years intervening. She still missed the parents she had once had lost too time. Her heart still wailed for them in the dark peace of night. Still haunting her dreams, with faces long forgotten, names barely recalled and a longing that had never ceased and never waned. Her Mother in Law and Father in Law occupied that part in her heart now, and she would be eternally grateful for the care and love they had selflessly shown her year after year, welcoming their grandchildren out of her and by their son Ushiwa. Ushi had eclipsed all that plagued her with love and constant companionship. She adored her new family fiercely but it was time to face the demons left by time, old scars mostly healed.
She walked into her old village, getting stared at askance by those people who still recognized the orphan girl who had been but shoulder high to a radaku when she lost her parents. Tears leaked out of her eyes unheeded. She had had to come here. She moved towards the place where she had once a long time ago had a family. She felt hollow, echoing inside like no emotion could or ever would dwell within her again. It was something she could properly explain to no one. No one who had not gone through similar turmoil at such a young age. She was old now, at least in comparison and had long ago regained the ability to speak after the trauma of her parent's death and the realization that no one else wanted her. That she was alone. Well she was far from alone now, part of a mega family that was slowly making its own village between the clients, the family and the people they randomly adopted here and there to become a part of the Ninyelt fold.
Still she felt dark echoes in her heart and eventually she stood before the burnt foundation of the place that had been her home. Perhaps someone had dwelt there once after her vacate. Or perhaps the superstitious villagers had burned the place in the hope they would dispell the ghosts of her parents. Her heart still squeezed and a small little girl part of her, the girl she had been so very long ago wished that Ushiwa's mother was here with her now to hug her and tell her everything was alright. For now memories unbidden, scars bleeding fresh washed her mind in a time long ago and she saw for the first time in a long time the faces of her parents lost to her forever. Their image reawoken from ancient scent and sights within the small village so far away in Zena from the tropical bustling paradise she now inhabited. How different were her people, from her ancestors, though she supposed at least one of her ancestors had in fact originated from Matori itself. Her heart squeezed again and she cried out from the emotion brimming within her as she turned from the place that had once been home. That could never be again because she had given her heart to the wolf of Matori and forever there it would stay, in her home. This was but a memory a burned out husk of two lives that had been cut short by cruel fate. Perhaps this compulsion was why she could no longer work the metal that had been her life until now. Perhaps the ghosts of her past haunted her forge and forced her to pay attention to her family instead a family that needed her more than the coin she could make shaping metal to her will.
"Who am I to be split asunder
by ghosts not born of rain or thunder
for all know who travel here
a storm waits and then is clear
triple is the regret of kin
for those of life and fin
No more to be plauged by time
I dispell this by way of rhyme."
A simple chant and yet all the more freeing for it made up on the spot to change her thoughts, her fate. Old magic dwelt within her family line just as it did with Ushiwa, for them it didn't really express itself but with each new set of children they had, their magic was stronger and stronger as if by having more they were drawing it out of the ancients blood that ran in their veins. Kechi had none, but Ushiruin and Daanu were rife with it. Call her selfish but she craved more children, more family more continuation of her line and Ushi's as she did her next breath, he was not the only one to want more children. Perhaps not until she became a master smith what with the dispearance of her daughter to be with that ranger. Kechiri was fine, a mother knew these things but Sae was relatively sure what that pesky girl of hers was up too sequestered with a handsome iceling ranger. Not much different than what she had been up to with her Father over the last however many years. She still remembered when the handsome Ushi had found her among the blossoms of spring to begin the long summer and joy of her life.
She was no longer the little orphan girl that had fled Zena. She bared her teeth to the wind, cold and heartless as always the same wind that had stolen the souls of her parents so long ago. But had it not..where would she be? Certainly not queen of her domain, well respected in one of the most powerful families of Matori, certainly not that, they were all but royalty of their own making. At least in her and Ushi's mind. Kiyelt did happen to be a noble, Nin was an orphan like her and had been adopted by a shifter male along with her iceling sister Ristadis, who was head of the only other main branch of the family with Umen another Matorian as her husband.
That, with them was her home. This was a burnt up heap of dream and memory and snarling she turned from it and marched herself to the nearest gods darned Inn where she could get a bloody ale and drown her sorrows for coming all the way up to this heap to stare at ruins and cry. It had been something she had been compelled to do and now she resented the cold and wind and snow. Perhaps had she been here for the fire, she might have had more closure, to hear the spirits of her parents burn along with the foundation of her old home. Tears fell unheaded as she rushed to warmth and stew and good stout beer. The warmth of the raging hearth fires was what she craved. She had lost her resistance to the cold and emotion of Zena the northernmost tip of Tendaji. Not for the first or last time did she wish that Ushiwa had been able to accompany her here on this sacred needed pilgrimage. She had gotten what she had come for and was too tired to hit the trail back already. Food, sleep, peace, those were the things she desperately needed right now. Tears froze on her face and her hair felt crispy with the suddenly much colder wind. She yanked her shawl closer and screamed up at the place that sucked the joy from people like her. How different and pleasant her home and family were now form the place that had forced her to steal for her very bread. No family had taken her but a group of other orphans who loved in their own desperate way.
People may have stared, she did not care if they labeled her crazy. She reached the thick wooden door of a local in and crashed inside trying not to throw her coin at the forehead of the innkeep as no doubt her daughter Kechi would have done in her stead. Her daughter lacked refined manners, despite her best efforts, though at the moment consumed with a cold passion, (so much for being cathartic) Sae most sympathized with her daughter at the moment.
"A room please." She bit out.
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2024 3:32 pm
Familiars
Zanteer
There were two that immediately caught her eye. One with delicate light green fur with black and sky blue spots and another that was a mash of colors horizonally stacked. A seagreen topped by bright blue topped by navy and then a splash of l lime on the topmost part of the ruff that made him look so stunning. She liked the behaviour and personality of both.
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Posted: Sat Jun 29, 2024 5:42 pm
Motherly Musings
She had finally done it. She had created a creature that would drive her eldest daughter crazy, just as Kechiri had been doing to most of them (except her Dad), since birth, and she had done it nearly in Kechiri’s own image too. Except the hair, that had been a delightful surprise, she loved Ushi’s Mom too after all. Plus that dark teal was so fetching. The difference being of course that Seathra adored her as well. That had also been a delight. Saeruin had never figured out why Kechiri headbutted with her so hard, nearly right from the start too. Though Sae thought that what was once carved in stone might just be changing now that Kechiri herself was a mother. Funny how that tended to change ones perspective wasn’t it?
She smiled though as she remembered meeting her grandson for the first time. Born in secret though he had been, the parents had soon sought the iron clad safety of the family stronghold, the ranch.
It had certainly made her feel better. She shook her head to clear it. And then she had been busy with two adorable little infants who were not so little. Time sure did go fast didn’t it. Soon she would release her little monster and her brother on the world.
“Batter up, Kechiri.” She smiled. She loved all her children. But Kechiri loved this sort of drama. Sae had to be dragged into it but once there she was willing to play the game.
She also wondered when her daughter would give her another grandchild. She had put her career which meant much to her on hold to have Vhallas and it would be soon enough that she would want another, Sae thought.
Kechiri had waited a long time to have kids, it had made Sae anxious that she might not get any grandkids at all, but Kechi had been smart and waited for the right man for her. And Rao was definitely that man, he had been all but family already because of his friendship with Thallassa. It had been easy (at least for her) to adjust. Ushi wasn't going to be happy about any man near his daughter but even he had to admit that she had found a very good fit. Sae was happier about that than anything else, that her daughter might have a love like she had with her Father, that after all was key to a happy life, surrounding yourself with good people and kids.
She shook her head and sipped her tea, her mind wandering a bit while she planned out her day. She was semi retired and only worked on pieces that she liked, no more continuous grind. She had burnt out that time long ago and she preferred to not do that again, besides she had worked hard to build the practice and now she had spare time to spend with her people. Those few that she chose to expose herself to anyway. She loved this place and was glad that Kellye had brought them down from Zena. He was also happy, though he had found an unexpected mate, she was a sweet beauty and Sae was happy for him too. In fact she now had few things to worry about which was a nice change after all of these years of concern at one level or another.
She began by making breakfast. Ushiruin was home, Kechi and co, were on their island, but her mate should also be coming in to eat, plus the two littles that were still asleep. They were so cute. News had come down the runner line that Vallen and Isaris, shifter associates and friends of the family that specialized in radaku had welcomed two new daughters into the family, she would have to write them and her aunt and uncle congratulatory notes. Babies were always a blessing. It had taken Umen and Rista some time to catch up to Nin but well, Rista was younger than she and had had some exploring to do first.
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