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Dance with the devil

2025-02-09T17:30:22Z

Alvah:

Tabitha Mai Fallamhàin was a young woman of known beauty and grace. Though she lived on a farm, raised, cared and bred horses, the outdoor life had not tarnished her beauty. Perhaps it has added to it. Her golden hair shone like it was made of pure gold when the sun rays touched it. Her amber eyes were warm and radiant. 

One day a stranger from outside the community had come to the ranch, bartering with Tabitha’s father for a horse. The man seemed exotic, even if he seemed like them, something was off. Perhaps how he carried himself. 

Tabitha had caught the eye of this stranger. She had not taken her eyes off him either. 

When the bartering was done and a horse was bought she moved back to her own tasks knowing there was little chance she would again see this stranger. 

It was only a day later that the man returned with the horse. He rode up to Tabitha, with worry she asked if there was something amiss with the horse. The man spoke calmly how he wanted advice from Tabitha’s father, but he would also like to have some advice from the expert who had worked with the horses daily. 

Tabitha was charmed at the recognition of her skills and spent a while to give the man some advice on grooming, caring and riding. 

When the afternoon ended and the evening neared, Tabitha was ready to go home, the man stopped her with an offer. He would bring her gold as radiant as her hair, if they could spend some more time together. Tabitha declined, she had no use for gold. She had all she wanted. 

The man offered Tabitha a house for her own, where she could live and no one could tell her what to do. Tabitha declined the offer as she was happy with her family which she loved. 

The man offered Tabitha servants in that house, to fulfill her every wish by just a call. Tabitha declined this as well. She was happy to work herself and with her hands. 

The man offered to show Tabitha the outside, not just this community, but beyond seas and worlds. Tabitha hesitated, to see more, to fulfill her curiosity was sounding very tempting. 

She asked the man to tell more of the world outside. 

So they talked, for hours and hours. Tabitha was amazed by the stories and enthralled in the adventures. They talked to deep into the night, in the attic of the barn. On the blanket they lay in the hay where they later fell asleep entangled in each other’s arms. 

The morning after, Tabitha woke and saw what struck fear in her heart. The man was not of her kind, he was some stranger. She pushed herself away and ran to the house. 

Soon after Tabitha's father and brothers came for the man. But he had made himself scarce quick. Knowing trouble was brewing.
Tabitha distraught with the betrayal of this man pleaded forgiveness with the clergy and with her parents. But she had entangled herself with a devil. She was cast out. 

For a few months Tabitha lived in a hut on the outskirts of the community. She managed. She was not scared of living alone or caring for herself. 

But in those few months she had learned, the devil had planted his seed inside of her and it was growing into a devil child. At the gates of the community she pleaded and begged to speak with one of the clergy. She explained that if she gave birth of this devil child outside she feared to let loose the evil and did not want to make matters worse. 

The clergy was understanding and took Tabitha into a convent. There she gave birth to a golden haired, amber eyed baby girl.

The baby was immediately taken away, brought to another convent deeply hidden away in the forests. So, the child could be cleansed of the devil. And not infect another. 

That is where my story begins. [[File:Dionisia1.jpg|200px]]

The name they gave me is Soliana, I have been raised in the convent. Though raising might be a big word. I have been fed, clothed and was given a place to sleep. My days consisted of chores the moment I could walk and pick things up. 

Labor cleanses the person, that was always said. When the sun was in the highest point of the day, I had to perform the cleaning, everyday without fail. No matter if I was sick, weak or incapable of standing. 

My torso was bared and exposed to the sun, The sisters hit me with canes or strands. To chase the devil out they said. The sun rays could reach inside this way.

I only remember the pain and the fear. When I was older and I had behaved so well, the sisters allowed me to do some chores outside the walls. We were often visited by travelers who came for supplies, for aid. Or a place to rest. 

At one time an army of sorts passed through, they had fought. They were rowdy and loud. The sisters told me that I should be kind and caring to everyone that walked under the sun. We cared for their wounded. We fed them. We brought them our homemade mead. It was one of the specialties of this convent. The land around the building were fields of flowers of all sorts. The bees in their areas made the sweetest or spiciest honey. 

With that we made strong and tasteful mead, or so I am told. I am not allowed to drink. It might tempt the devil. 

When a group of the men drank and talked they praised the mead. Saying things like their commander was right and this was a fantastic spot to camp. That their commander had praised the mead and the women here. 

I just smiled and tended to my duties. It was strange though I knew there were different kind of races, people. Intelligent beings but I never realized that they would come here. Or how they looked. We did look somewhat similar in the broader sense of things.

Two arms two legs, two eyes, though those of our people are in the range between greens and yellows. Hair colors varied more in these people. My people had ranges of white to reddish colored hair. I had my extending nails but they had more stumps for fingers. Our teeth were different, though just slightly. Mine are bit longer, sharper. Theirs are more straight flat. 

I observed these people for a while and watched them leave they went up the mountains. 

When the group started to leave a thought came to me, I can just as well follow them. It would only took a moment to grab some things, a blanket, some bottles, dried foods. The rest nature could provide. 

Because of my diligence in my work and that i never acted out to the sisters in the convent they left me mostly do my tasks with little watching and checking. 
As long as i was there every day for the cleansing. 
By now i felt the lashes less and less, perhaps my skin had gotten thicker with scars. 
When i decided to follow the army it was easy enough for me to leave. I gathered some supplies. Nothing which the sisters would miss and it could be explained as simple as supplies for the army. 
I left at night after evening meal. That way they would miss me at high noon when it was time for the ritual. 
I followed the army. At first at a distance, but when i got noticed the men were not adverse of having me there. I had helped and cared for them when they had camped. Most knew i could care for the wounded. And I know the local flora to help heal the sick. 
And the men helped me getting used to the outside. 
I enjoyed their stories of their travels. Of their battles and other adventures. 
I went from camping outside their camp to being part of their camp. Some took it upon themselves to teach me how to fight. 
I took it upon myself to make sure if we had fresh producr to make some decent meals. That is always good for the body and the soul. 
I spend a year traveling with these people. But after a year i felt the need to search again for the man who hurt my mother. 
I told the men this and we had a good night singing songs and drinking. 
They gave me supplies and tools to survive my own journey. 

I went into the mountains.

What were my next steps going to be? Was I going to create a life for myself somewhere, or am I going to hunt down the man who caused the death of my mother and the life I had lived so far? 

I had little information about the man, he looked like those that just left. I had a vague description and a sketch of him. So I always remember the devil I spawned from. 

The mountains are kind enough to provide when you are kind to nature in return. 

I knew what plants to watch out for. I knew what was edible and what wasn’t. I wasn't a skilled hunter, but i had learned some snare traps to trap some smaller mammals. And the tools i got from the army were usefull in my survival 

Not long after I had found a cave. Made it my home, I had made a little bed with leaves and branches, a small fire-pit where I could cook and roast food. At least I had the wits to take a pot with me to cook in. 

It was a cold night when i heard a panting and a thumping sound outside the cave. At cold nights i had trouble sleeping. With a branch functioning as a torch i walked to the entrance. 
There was a off white huge dog sitting panting and thumping its tail. 
He seemed friendly enough. 
Since it was raining i offered the dog to come in, and so he did. 
I was very grateful for the very warm companion now sleeping at my side. 
Together we tended our little home. We became close friends quickly. Together we hunted for small mammals.

I spent my days, caring for the little garden patch I created, Caring for the little mushroom corner in the cave. Boiling water to clean. Now and then my new friend brought back some fresh kill. Which we could enjoy together. 

I had lost count of the days when I heard a sound, a sound not of an animal, I suspected a person was in pain. Now nature here has some traps, and I suspected that this person might have fallen into one. 

There are these large carnivorous plants. They are a root system the bushes are the diversion, growing sweet berries and sweet scented flowers. The ground underneath is often loose and easy to cave in due to the barbed roots. When someone or something falls in, it will be snared and slowly consumed. 

When I reached the root pit I could see a man trying to crawl out. He hung on to a sword he had slammed into the ground.
I rushed back to the cave to get some water I had started to boil in the pot and threw it over the roots the shock of it caused the grip to loosen and I could help the man on solid ground. 

He was quite severely wounded and fell unconscious after he was out of danger. I made a stretcher from some branches and strips of his and my clothing. 

It was a big and heavy man, with my trusted companion we dragged the man back to the cave. I made sure to clean and dress his wounds. And now and then I dripped some water or broth into his mouth so he got some fluids and sustenance into his system. I knew the venom of these plants were severe and he might not even make it. Many unwary travelers had fallen into such pits and not survived this. 

I was surprised that after only a few days he started to stir. I was making some tea and warming up some roots for food. Seeing him stirring made me first think he had a seizure but he opened his eyes and looked at me. 

I checked his wounds and saw they were already showing signs of healing. 

“You are one lucky man. “ I stated calmly. 

“I have seen men dying agonizing deaths due to these plants. “

He kept watching me as I grabbed a bowl and brought him some food. 

"Eat, you need your strength." Walking back to the little makeshift kitchen area i took a mug and poured some water in. Bringing it to the man as well. He was still looking at me...

With hands on my hips i looked at him and at the bowl.

"If you are not strong enough to eat i will feed you, but i have never been known for a soft healing hand."

The man laughs "You remind me of someone. But no I'll eat myself. I had just not thought of finding a person out here. I have been stuck in those roots for a while."
I look surprised.

"For a while??? Usually a man of your size dies within two days of being stuck in there. You must be remarkably strong. But happy i found you, it is not a fate i would wish upon my enemy."

Returning to the food i ladled some soup up for myself, poured some water and sat down to eat. By now the man started to eat as well hearing the sounds. Hearing appreciative eating sounds i smiled.

After the meal i take his bowl and nod to his mug.

"Want more water? "

I laugh. "Well i do have some mead with me. They are a specialty from the convent. Could not have let that gone to waste. So I took some with me. But seeing you only just woke up. If you can stand and walk i will open a bottle with you."

I clean the things diligently i have structure and ways i do things and that keeps me sane.


He is silent again and watches me tend to things in the cave. Eventually he lays down again and i see him slowly fade to sleep again.
I watch him most of the night but near morning the sleep wins and i drift off.

For the last weeks my dreams had gotten wilder, stranger and it was often i startled awake from a strange dream. But this time was different.
I wake with the scent of.... meat? Meat being roasted?! I jerk up, afraid my patient might have fallen into the fire. But instead of that i see him sitting near the fire roasting a few parts of a boar.

Rubbing the dust and gravel of my face and clothing i look at him shocked.

"You killed the boar? Those creatures are vicious. It could have killed you. Or at least harmed you. And i couldn't have saved you from that." While speaking i walk up to him and look over if i see any clear signs of wounds or other injuries.

He laughs and pats me on the shoulder.

"I am tougher than i look. I was looking for my things but got ambushed by this animal and all i could see were baked hams and bacon, like a cartoon. So i killed it and took it with me. Seemed you have been living a vegetarian lifestyle lately anyway."

I could not deny that it smelled wonderful and my stomach did start to growl with the smell of that cooking meat. I smiled.

"Well you bring the meat I'll have some vegetables and a wonderful dark mead that goes well with boar."

I left him to roast the meat and i prepared the rest of the food. I think from that moment we got an understanding. For the next days i went out foraging and gathering things to prepare for the rest of my journey and the man went out to search for his things. He didn't accept my help when offered, but he seemed to manage just fine.

One evening while we were eating he started to talk in a serious tone.

"I have found what i was looking for. So i must get on my way again. I know you do not have a set destination, and i really enjoy your cooking. Why not join me? Though i must warn you that there is a good chance that you can never return here. So i need to know something. "

I was slowly chewing my food while listening then swallowing and chasing it with a gulp of mead i ask him.

"What do you need to know? I think in our talks you have learned all there is of me. It is not much. "

Normally he does smile or at least has a more relaxed expression but this time he looked dead serious.

"You are from a convent, do you believe in an afterlife? That your soul goes to somewhere after you die?"

I take a long drink emptying my mug of beer. Filling it up again and filling his mug i release a long breath in a sigh and answer.

"I do not fully understand. But if you are asking what i believe after death. Those who die in the grace of the sun will return to its radiance, those like me who have been born of a devil will not, I will be returned to the earth to grow into the blessing of the sun again"

A slight shrug and a heavy sarcastic tone added to the end.

"Is that okey with you?"

The man nods. "Does it matter where you die?"

Getting slightly nervous now with all the talk of dying i shift uneasy.

"No, it is just a way of saying in a nicer form that your body will be nothing more then compost. I do not really believe what the clergy and the preachers tell us. If that was true I would have already run rampant into villages cursing the land and acting all evil. Instead I am just looking to see if I want to have revenge or not."

His face clears and a sudden roar of laughter. Again i look surprised. What in the world is going on with this man. When he stops laughing he asks
“Revenge him? On who? “

I stare in the fire for a bit and then exhale a deep breath. 

“The man who caused my mothers death, and who caused me to be blamed for being a devil child. He was an outsider, pretending to be one of us. During a playful night impregnated my mother. She was exiled until she found out I was growing inside her. She gave me up to be cleansed, and she gave herself over to the preachers to be healed as well. She did not survive this. This man then just left. I want him to know what he had done to my mother. “

We are both silent for a while. Then i break the silence. "So i took the liberty of making a traveling pack for you as well. I hope you do not mind i used some of the skins of the beasts. I did not have the time to fully cure it but it should be good enough. I packed a bottle of the dark mead you like and dried fruits and meat. Broth.

I would like to travel together but I feel my paths leads me to somewhere else. I just need to get away from here."

The man nods
“Tomorrow I will leave, and I will bring you to a place where you can easily travel around. I suggest to take a ship and learn what you can on your travels. “ 

I nod in agreement and after we had finished the bottle I took first watch. In the morning he was already standing and ready to leave. 

“We can better start walking over the side of the mountain. “

The man laughs shakes his head and produces a pack of cards. Staring into one he opens what seems to be a doorway to another place. Pulling me along we stand on sunny area. A beach. He points me into a direction. 

“They are always looking for deckhands there. Go search for a ship willing to take a new one in and travel. We might see each other again. “

I thanked the man for his kindness and with that we part ways.
After i had waved the man goodbye and wished him luck on his travels i went to the docks. 
Together with my furry friend. We watched the ships. Watched the people. We put our ear to the ground if there were job openings on a ship. It took a good two days until i found a shipscrew talking about hiring fresh meat on their ship. 
With a positive mood and good hope i went to the captian waiting in line between all other sailors. 
I was asked what my experience was and what I could bring to the ship. I told them i had served as cook and healer for an army for a good year. And now was seeking experience by ship. 
The captain looked at me with a long silent gaze then his gaze went to my companion and he raised an eyebrow. >
"Suppose that mutt is joining as well?" 
I nod and kept my hand protective on his head.
The captain then points to the ledger to sign my name and i could join his crew.

There were not many women on the ship and the men were not keen on personal space. 

One of the sailors tried to make advances towards me, i was not to keen on that and often told him no. I had even struck him across the face at a point. But he still took no no far an answer. 

One of the higher ranking people on the ship had watched me push away this man several times. At an evening when i was cleaning up my little medical corner she approached me.
"Join me on the deck within half an hour. i will teach you some things."

Hessitantly i showed up, the woman taught me to fight in closer quarters. She said that if i trained with her and showing the men this they would more likely back off. 
And so they did. I had gained a new level of respect from the crew. 

For a while I had given up on my search. Well not given up, I had not found any news or clues, so I would just make sure I survived and made a life of myself while hoping to find new clues. 

Working from ship to ship. Now and then seeing familiar people. I had made a sailor of myself that no man or woman dared to touch. There are some still with scars on their cheeks of my rejection. 

When I started to work on a new ship with new crew I would eventually ask again if they knew this person I had a picture of. And luck had it. One day another showed me a picture. It had a signature even. They said that is what those royals do if you ask politely. Collect signatures with the pictures. 

I saw the man that doomed my mom. I asked the sailor with the deck where he collected that signature he told me Amber port. This man often frequents a bar there. Since it is one of our stops there is a chance I could get a deck myself and ask for a signature. It sounded like a marvelous plan.

We arrived at Amber docks. I found a place that sold these decks of cards. What a silly thing to do. But finally it would possibly get me close to this man. 

I waited and waited. I let the ship sail away knowing I would find my target here. I had saved up enough coin to survive for a bit. 

A week went by, the man came indeed to the bar the sailor had said. Observing him drinking. Waiting till he got enough in his system that would intoxicate a man of his size. I had experience enough of measuring that by observing sailors. 

The time came to strike. With a pleasant and meek smile I approached the man. Not making eye contact. I held out the cards with his on top.
It was a mistake I made I looked up. He recognized something. He hesitated. It was now or never. I lunged towards the man with knives in both hands. The man pushed himself back from the table with his boots and rolled back from his chair. THe sailors he was drinking with tried to grab me. Extending my nails i scratched one of them from eyebrow to jawline. When he had grabbed my wrist i roundhouse kicked another in the nose. But that was all i could manage to do before the sailors had struggled me to the ground. 

I failed. Sorry mom.

((My add))
The man looked down as a couple sailors rolled me over. He held my knives and examined them expertly. "Well arn't you a salty wench. Its not till after that most wenchs try and kill me. SO what made you so annoyed with me?"

With a proud and determined look on my face i hissed the words out between my teeth.<\br>
"My name is Soliana daughter of Tabitha Fallamhàin, and you killed my mother. "

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2025-02-04T21:46:52Z

Alvah:

Running from Sanctuary

2025-01-19T18:25:48Z

Alvah:

Dionisia.
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The days are tedious and monotonous, it is the same since i arrived here in the convent.
I think i was around a year of 14 when the town council dragged me up the mountain. They said there was no saving my soul unless i gave myself to the service of the convent.

My mother had died of a plague that had been going around, but as i was old enough to work the produce stand we had i was allowed to live on my own and take care of my own things. My neighbours did keep an eye on me and my aunt and uncle, my mothers brother, checked in regularly as well.

Things went well enough untill there were a couple of thieves that stole from my stall. The stupid thing was it wasn't even that much i would have not missed the income. But i suspect that i was just tired and overworked and feeling like shit.
There were three guys.

One kept me distracted one was the lookout one stole a crate of food from behind my counter.

I noticed just in time before the one with the crate got away i snatched him by the arm not thinking i could hurt him. But he screamed, he screamed in pain. I got startled and let go of him. One of the others came at me in defense of his friend. He wanted to strike me but i grabbed a tool from under my stall and smacked him right in the head. I heard a sickening crunching noise and a weird smell of blood and.... i think someone shat themself.

The third i never saw he ran away. But it was clear he got the authorities.

The correctional priest came with two other law officers.

I was honestly still shocked at what had happened so i just stood there. I had no urge to run away. I defended my stall and goods right? I protected my livelyhood and income.

The moment the authorities were in front of me they started asking questions. I answered them as best as i could. But i did not fully understand they said i had to have kept bashing on the man his head.

I tried to explain that i had no clue what came over me but i just reacted and hit him once with what i had in hands reach as he was going to attack me.

The priest and officers looked at eachother. The two officers went to the man who had come and get them and took the one whose arm i apparently broke to the doctor.

The priest stood closer to me and started to speak about a story hoe strong feelings like grief or sadness or anger could lure evil spirits to nest in ones body and mind. Who then take over in strong emotions.

Was that it? Was i possessed? After that i just went with it. Noone goes against the priests or officers here. They are absolutly good people. They handle to the best of the people.

I ended up in the sanctuary in the mountains. Women who are troubled or possessed or in another way need help are taken in there.

It is a simple life but a good life. You want for nothing. You are busy during the day with farming crafting, brewing, writing and studying and meditation. It depends where your strengths are.
Mine were ofcourse used in the growing of crops but i also seemed to have a good understanding of cooking and brewing. So i was busy and i liked my tasks. I was eventually allowed some freedom to get creative with what i made.

Years passed and i felt at ease calm and happy with my life. Living alone in the farm of my mother wasn't a healthy life for a child anyway.

I think it was after 6 years or so. A new sister came to the sanctuary. And things changed. Her behavior was borderline mean. She questioned everything. But later on it was clear for some that she liked to cause trouble between other sisters. Stirring trouble.

The head sister though she noticed but told us to be patient and give her the space to grow and learn and fin her place like we got.

So we did. But it never changed it just became part of the way things go. So whenever we felt something was off we double checked and asked around if Sister Abby had a hand in it. If so... never trust the situation.

It was bound to happen at a point but our head sister died of old age. A new one needed to be chosen.
We had not figured sister Abby would have a hand in this but she did. And however she did it. She stepped up as the new Head Sister.

This was not going to be the same as it was.

We noticed it early on. Our daily tasks changed. No room for creativity or own creations. We had to follow one strict path. The calm and joyous nature in the sanctuary changed. It became gloomy. No more music was played... Head sister Abby said it clouded our minds and made us susceptible for evil spirits.
No more brewing. For alcoholic beverages were evils work.

If that wasn't bad enough some sisters disappeared. We heard later they were transferred to other sanctuaries which were more closed and like prisons.

There came talk in the halls who would be next. My name came forth more and more.

Well screw that. I am an adult now. Thabks to the first years in the convent i am taught in ways of taking care of myself. If i am able to get far away enough from this city, and this sanctuary i am sure i can build a new life for myself.

So i left. Sadly i had no other clothes then my habit. But with a sack on my back and an extra layer of cloth underneath my habit i waited for the next transport to come pick up produce to bring it down to the city.

When they were loading that up i was able to sneak away. It helped i have been living here for years that i know the most shadowy spots and best places to hide.

The transport was loaded in and during those noises and the focus on the open gate i moved the other way. Up the mountain.

Was i certain how i was going to go further from just walking up the mountain. No, but i knew it wasn't healthy for me to stay in the sanctuary.
Days, weeks i walked on the mountain. I used the peaks ridge to travel to the west instead of having to climb and descent everytime.

I hoped to see something down the mountainsides which would indicate i was far enough. But it was only forests, no city or village in sight.

I slept in caves when i could find one or in a tall tree. Never on the ground.
If i had found a good cave i sometimes took a break of a few days.

Like this time as well. I had slept in the cave and no animal had come and claimed it. So i decided to allow myself a longer rest. Gather some more food and prepare it for the journey.

It was when i had a basket fool of roots berries mushrooms and other edible foragings that i heard a sound.

Mind you my habit looks very less like one. It had gained tears that i patched but i lost the veil i turned that in a sack to carry more things. Though it was still discernible as a habit.
When following the sound i heard that it was groans of pain from a man. I hadn't run into anyone since i had left. I was surprised to see someone. But seeing he was wounded and nearly unconcious i decided to help.
I could not allow a man to die on this mountainside. And having someone to talk to would not be bad for a change.
The loneliness did get a hold of me at times.

I made the man a stretcher and carried him back to the cave. I checked his wounds and it was clear he had fallen into a root pit.
They are plants with spiked roots those roots eventually casue the earth to shift above it and make it loose enough for animals or people to fall in. When it notices a disturbance in the roots the roots start to coil and tense grabbing anything that is near them.

Yes it is a big carnivorous plant. If only the upper part of the plant would give a warning. It is always a beautiful flowering bush sweet flowery scent.

It took a few days but the man woke up. I had carefully dripped water or a weak broth in his mouth and made sure the wounds weren't infecting. I must say i had thought the wounds would have taken longer. The venom the roots inject in its victims can take a week to break down, at least.

But a few days and he was stirring. I was actually in the middle of cooking while singing a little song mom always sang.

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Songtext
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I don't know how long he was watching but when i looked up i saw his eyes open and looking at me..

"Good morning. I think" a say with a smile and laddle in some soup in a bowl i had carved from some wood with a handcarved spoon i set it next to him help him sit up a bit and prop him up against the cave wall with the cloak behind him.
I point to the bowl of soup.

"Eat, you need your strength."
Walking back to the little makeshift kitchen area i take a mug and pour some water in. Bringing it to the man as well. He still looks at me...

With hands on my hips i look at him and at the bowl.

"If you are not strong enough to eat i will feed you, but i have never been known for a soft healing hand."

The man laughs
"You remind me of someone. But no i'll eat myself. I had just not thought of finding a person out here. I have been stuck in those roots for a while."

I look surprised.

"For a while??? Usually a man of your size dies within two days of being stuck in there. You must be remarkably strong. But happy i found you it is not a fate i would wish upon my enemy."

Returning to the food i laddle some soup up for myself, pour some water and sit down to eat.
By now the man starts to eat as well hearing the sounds.
Hearing appreciating eating sounds i smile.

After the meal i take his bowl and nod to his mug.

"Want more water? "

He looks ate with a slight grin and says
"Well, rather something stronger but i guess that is not an option. "

I laugh.
"Well i do have some fine meads and beers with me. Even a stronger spirit i brew the first moment i entered the convent. Could not have let that gone to waste. So took it with me.
But seeing you only just woke up. If you can stand and walk i will open a bottle with you."

I clean the things diligently i have structure and ways i do things and that keeps me sane.

He is silent again and watches me tend to things in the cave.
Eventually he lays down again and i see hom slowly fade to sleep again.

I watch him most of the night but near morning the sleep wins and i drift off.

For the last weeks my dreams had gotten wilder, stranger and it was often i startled awake from a strange dream. But this time was different.

I wake with the scent of.... meat? Meat being roasted?! I jerk up, afraid my patient might have fallen into the fire. But instead of that i see him sitting near the fire roasting a few parts of a boar.

Rubbing the dust and gravel of my face and clothing i look at him shocked.

"You killed the boar? Those creatures are viscious. It could have killed you. Or harmed you. And i couldn't have saved you from that."
While speaking i walk up to him and look over if i see any clear signs of wounds or other injuries.

He laughs and pats me on the shoulder.

"I am tougher than i look. I was looking for my things hut got ambushed by this animal and all i could see were baked hams and bacon, like a cartoon. So i killed it and took it with me. Seemed you have been living a vegetarian lifestyle lately anyway."

I could not deny that it smelled wonderful and my stomach did start to growl with the smell of that cooking meat. I smile.

"Well you bring the meat i'll have some vegetables and a wonderful dark beer that goes well with boar."

I leave him to roast the meat and i prepare the rest of the food.
I think from that moment we got an understanding. For the next days i went out foraging and gathering things to prepare for the rest of my journey and the man went out to search for his things. He didn't accept my help when offered, but he seemed to manage just fine.

One evening while we were eating he started to talk in a serious tone.

"I have found what i was looking for. So i must get on my way again. I know you do not have a set destination, and i really enjoy your cooking. Why not join me. Though i must warn you that there is a good chance that you can never return here.
So i need to know something. "

I was slowly chewing my food while listening then swallowing and chasing it with a gulp of beer i ask him.

"What do you need to know? I think in our talks you have learned all there is of me. It is not much. "

Normally he does smile or at least has a more relaxed expression but this time he looked dead serious.

"You are from a convent, do you believe in an afterlife? That your soul goes to somewhere after you die?"

I take a long drink emptying my mug of beer. Filling it up again and filling his mug i release a long breath in a sigh and answer.

"I do not fully understand. But if you are asking what i believe after death. Those dying with a tremendous amount of strong emotions will turn into evil spirits haunting those alive corrupting their spirits. Those possessed like they thought me to be are placed in a convent. Those who die in peace will return to the earth to feed it with their body. And the spirit will be gone. "

A slight shrug.

"Is that okey with you?"

The man nods.
"Does it matter where you die?"

Getting slightly nervous now with all the talk of dying i shift uneasy.

"No, it is just a way of saying in a nicer form that your body will be nothing more then compost."

His face clears and a sudden roar of laughter. Again i look surprised. What in the world is going on with this man.

We are both silent for a while. Then i break the silence.
"So i took the liberty of making a traveling pack for you as well. I hope you do not mind i used some of the skins of the beasts. I did not have the time to fully cure it but it should be good enough. I packed a bottle of the dark beer you like and dried fruits and meat. Broth.

Though if we travel together we can still share."

He nods
"It was not needed but thank you for your care. If you want we can travel together. Though my mode of transportation will be slightly different. But when we arrive at my destination i would live to taste that bottle you are holding on to."

A frown comes over my face.
"Let me think about it. First rest. I'll take first watch. "

When i wake up i nearly jump... those dreams get to me at times. I turn and see him watching me thoughtfully. Almost staring. It makes me feel uneasy.

With quick fingers i orden my hair into a thightly braided bun. I might not have a full habit but keeping my hair out of the way is something i just like during my day.

"Uhm good morning. Is something the matter?"

He shakes his head and stands up.
"Hm no. Lets get ready to leave. "

I nod and quickly gather my things prepare the packs and have breakfast ready to eat fast and on the way.

After eating he doesn't walk out of the cave but to one of the larger cave walls. Again i look a bit confused. And with a broad grin as if he is going to do an amazing trick he takes out a card stares at it and i see an actual portal appear....
So yes i do look shocked an amazed and slightly scared probably.

He holds out his hand to me but clearly keeps focusing on the portal... what type of magic....

My fear screams i shouldn't go. But rationally... what do i have here. Nothing i am on the run. With no guarantee of a stable life. At least with this man i will probably experience adventure. And he needs someone to make sure he eats well.

After a deep breath i nod and take his hand and he leads me through.

Running from Sanctuary

2025-01-18T14:45:57Z

Alvah:

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The days are tedious and monotonous, it is the same since i arrived here in the convent.
I think i was around a year of 14 when the town council dragged me up the mountain. They said there was no saving my soul unless i gave myself to the service of the convent.

My mother had died of a plague that had been going around, but as i was old enough to work the produce stand we had i was allowed to live on my own and take care of my own things. My neighbours did keep an eye on me and my aunt and uncle, my mothers brother, checked in regularly as well.

Things went well enough untill there were a couple of thieves that stole from my stall. The stupid thing was it wasn't even that much i would have not missed the income. But i suspect that i was just tired and overworked and feeling like shit.
There were three guys.

One kept me distracted one was the lookout one stole a crate of food from behind my counter.

I noticed just in time before the one with the crate got away i snatched him by the arm not thinking i could hurt him. But he screamed, he screamed in pain. I got startled and let go of him. One of the others came at me in defense of his friend. He wanted to strike me but i grabbed a tool from under my stall and smacked him right in the head. I heard a sickening crunching noise and a weird smell of blood and.... i think someone shat themself.

The third i never saw he ran away. But it was clear he got the authorities.

The correctional priest came with two other law officers.

I was honestly still shocked at what had happened so i just stood there. I had no urge to run away. I defended my stall and goods right? I protected my livelyhood and income.

The moment the authorities were in front of me they started asking questions. I answered them as best as i could. But i did not fully understand they said i had to have kept bashing on the man his head.

I tried to explain that i had no clue what came over me but i just reacted and hit him once with what i had in hands reach as he was going to attack me.

The priest and officers looked at eachother. The two officers went to the man who had come and get them and took the one whose arm i apparently broke to the doctor.

The priest stood closer to me and started to speak about a story hoe strong feelings like grief or sadness or anger could lure evil spirits to nest in ones body and mind. Who then take over in strong emotions.

Was that it? Was i possessed? After that i just went with it. Noone goes against the priests or officers here. They are absolutly good people. They handle to the best of the people.

I ended up in the sanctuary in the mountains. Women who are troubled or possessed or in another way need help are taken in there.

It is a simple life but a good life. You want for nothing. You are busy during the day with farming crafting, brewing, writing and studying and meditation. It depends where your strengths are.
Mine were ofcourse used in the growing of crops but i also seemed to have a good understanding of cooking and brewing. So i was busy and i liked my tasks. I was eventually allowed some freedom to get creative with what i made.

Years passed and i felt at ease calm and happy with my life. Living alone in the farm of my mother wasn't a healthy life for a child anyway.

I think it was after 6 years or so. A new sister came to the sanctuary. And things changed. Her behavior was borderline mean. She questioned everything. But later on it was clear for some that she liked to cause trouble between other sisters. Stirring trouble.

The head sister though she noticed but told us to be patient and give her the space to grow and learn and fin her place like we got.

So we did. But it never changed it just became part of the way things go. So whenever we felt something was off we double checked and asked around if Sister Abby had a hand in it. If so... never trust the situation.

It was bound to happen at a point but our head sister died of old age. A new one needed to be chosen.
We had not figured sister Abby would have a hand in this but she did. And however she did it. She stepped up as the new Head Sister.

This was not going to be the same as it was.

We noticed it early on. Our daily tasks changed. No room for creativity or own creations. We had to follow one strict path. The calm and joyous nature in the sanctuary changed. It became gloomy. No more music was played... Head sister Abby said it clouded our minds and made us susceptible for evil spirits.
No more brewing. For alcoholic beverages were evils work.

If that wasn't bad enough some sisters disappeared. We heard later they were transferred to other sanctuaries which were more closed and like prisons.

There came talk in the halls who would be next. My name came forth more and more.

Well screw that. I am an adult now. Thabks to the first years in the convent i am taught in ways of taking care of myself. If i am able to get far away enough from this city, and this sanctuary i am sure i can build a new life for myself.

So i left. Sadly i had no other clothes then my habit. But with a sack on my back and an extra layer of cloth underneath my habit i waited for the next transport to come pick up produce to bring it down to the city.

When they were loading that up i was able to sneak away. It helped i have been living here for years that i know the most shadowy spots and best places to hide.

The transport was loaded in and during those noises and the focus on the open gate i moved the other way. Up the mountain.

Was i certain how i was going to go further from just walking up the mountain. No, but i knew it wasn't healthy for me to stay in the sanctuary.
Days, weeks i walked on the mountain. I used the peaks ridge to travel to the west instead of having to climb and descent everytime.

I hoped to see something down the mountainsides which would indicate i was far enough. But it was only forests, no city or village in sight.

I slept in caves when i could find one or in a tall tree. Never on the ground.
If i had found a good cave i sometimes took a break of a few days.

Like this time as well. I had slept in the cave and no animal had come and claimed it. So i decided to allow myself a longer rest. Gather some more food and prepare it for the journey.

It was when i had a basket fool of roots berries mushrooms and other edible foragings that i heard a sound.

Mind you my habit looks very less like one. It had gained tears that i patched but i lost the veil i turned that in a sack to carry more things. Though it was still discernible as a habit.
When following the sound i heard that it was groans of pain from a man. I hadn't run into anyone since i had left. I was surprised to see someone. But seeing he was wounded and nearly unconcious i decided to help.
I could not allow a man to die on this mountainside. And having someone to talk to would not be bad for a change.
The loneliness did get a hold of me at times.

I made the man a stretcher and carried him back to the cave. I checked his wounds and it was clear he had fallen into a root pit.
They are plants with spiked roots those roots eventually casue the earth to shift above it and make it loose enough for animals or people to fall in. When it notices a disturbance in the roots the roots start to coil and tense grabbing anything that is near them.

Yes it is a big carnivorous plant. If only the upper part of the plant would give a warning. It is always a beautiful flowering bush sweet flowery scent.

It took a few days but the man woke up. I had carefully dripped water or a weak broth in his mouth and made sure the wounds weren't infecting. I must say i had thought the wounds would have taken longer. The venom the roots inject in its victims can take a week to break down, at least.

But a few days and he was stirring. I was actually in the middle of cooking while singing a little song mom always sang.

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Songtext
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I don't know how long he was watching but when i looked up i saw his eyes open and looking at me..

"Good morning. I think" a say with a smile and laddle in some soup in a bowl i had carved from some wood with a handcarved spoon i set it next to him help him sit up a bit and prop him up against the cave wall with the cloak behind him.
I point to the bowl of soup.

"Eat, you need your strength."
Walking back to the little makeshift kitchen area i take a mug and pour some water in. Bringing it to the man as well. He still looks at me...

With hands on my hips i look at him and at the bowl.

"If you are not strong enough to eat i will feed you, but i have never been known for a soft healing hand."

The man laughs
"You remind me of someone. But no i'll eat myself. I had just not thought of finding a person out here. I have been stuck in those roots for a while."

I look surprised.

"For a while??? Usually a man of your size dies within two days of being stuck in there. You must be remarkably strong. But happy i found you it is not a fate i would wish upon my enemy."

Returning to the food i laddle some soup up for myself, pour some water and sit down to eat.
By now the man starts to eat as well hearing the sounds.
Hearing appreciating eating sounds i smile.

After the meal i take his bowl and nod to his mug.

"Want more water? "

He looks ate with a slight grin and says
"Well, rather something stronger but i guess that is not an option. "

I laugh.
"Well i do have some fine meads and beers with me. Even a stronger spirit i brew the first moment i entered the convent. Could not have let that gone to waste. So took it with me.
But seeing you only just woke up. If you can stand and walk i will open a bottle with you."

I clean the things diligently i have structure and ways i do things and that keeps me sane.

He is silent again and watches me tend to things in the cave.
Eventually he lays down again and i see hom slowly fade to sleep again.

I watch him most of the night but near morning the sleep wins and i drift off.

For the last weeks my dreams had gotten wilder, stranger and it was often i startled awake from a strange dream. But this time was different.

I wake with the scent of.... meat? Meat being roasted?! I jerk up, afraid my patient might have fallen into the fire. But instead of that i see him sitting near the fire roasting a few parts of a boar.

Rubbing the dust and gravel of my face and clothing i look at him shocked.

"You killed the boar? Those creatures are viscious. It could have killed you. Or harmed you. And i couldn't have saved you from that."
While speaking i walk up to him and look over if i see any clear signs of wounds or other injuries.

He laughs and pats me on the shoulder.

"I am tougher than i look. I was looking for my things hut got ambushed by this animal and all i could see were baked hams and bacon, like a cartoon. So i killed it and took it with me. Seemed you have been living a vegetarian lifestyle lately anyway."

I could not deny that it smelled wonderful and my stomach did start to growl with the smell of that cooking meat. I smile.

"Well you bring the meat i'll have some vegetables and a wonderful dark beer that goes well with boar."

I leave him to roast the meat and i prepare the rest of the food.
I think from that moment we got an understanding. For the next days i went out foraging and gathering things to prepare for the rest of my journey and the man went out to search for his things. He didn't accept my help when offered, but he seemed to manage just fine.

One evening while we were eating he started to talk in a serious tone.

"I have found what i was looking for. So i must get on my way again. I know you do not have a set destination, and i really enjoy your cooking. Why not join me. Though i must warn you that there is a good chance that you can never return here.
So i need to know something. "

I was slowly chewing my food while listening then swallowing and chasing it with a gulp of beer i ask him.

"What do you need to know? I think in our talks you have learned all there is of me. It is not much. "

Normally he does smile or at least has a more relaxed expression but this time he looked dead serious.

"You are from a convent, do you believe in an afterlife? That your soul goes to somewhere after you die?"

I take a long drink emptying my mug of beer. Filling it up again and filling his mug i release a long breath in a sigh and answer.

"I do not fully understand. But if you are asking what i believe after death. Those dying with a tremendous amount of strong emotions will turn into evil spirits haunting those alive corrupting their spirits. Those possessed like they thought me to be are placed in a convent. Those who die in peace will return to the earth to feed it with their body. And the spirit will be gone. "

A slight shrug.

"Is that okey with you?"

The man nods.
"Does it matter where you die?"

Getting slightly nervous now with all the talk of dying i shift uneasy.

"No, it is just a way of saying in a nicer form that your body will be nothing more then compost."

His face clears and a sudden roar of laughter. Again i look surprised. What in the world is going on with this man.

We are both silent for a while. Then i break the silence.
"So i took the liberty of making a traveling pack for you as well. I hope you do not mind i used some of the skins of the beasts. I did not have the time to fully cure it but it should be good enough. I packed a bottle of the dark beer you like and dried fruits and meat. Broth.

Though if we travel together we can still share."

He nods
"It was not needed but thank you for your care. If you want we can travel together. Though my mode of transportation will be slightly different. But when we arrive at my destination i would live to taste that bottle you are holding on to."

A frown comes over my face.
"Let me think about it. First rest. I'll take first watch. "

When i wake up i nearly jump... those dreams get to me at times. I turn and see him watching me thoughtfully. Almost staring. It makes me feel uneasy.

With quick fingers i orden my hair into a thightly braided bun. I might not have a full habit but keeping my hair out of the way is something i just like during my day.

"Uhm good morning. Is something the matter?"

He shakes his head and stands up.
"Hm no. Lets get ready to leave. "

I nod and quickly gather my things prepare the packs and have breakfast ready to eat fast and on the way.

After eating he doesn't walk out of the cave but to one of the larger cave walls. Again i look a bit confused. And with a broad grin as if he is going to do an amazing trick he takes out a card stares at it and i see an actual portal appear....
So yes i do look shocked an amazed and slightly scared probably.

He holds out his hand to me but clearly keeps focusing on the portal... what type of magic....

My fear screams i shouldn't go. But rationally... what do i have here. Nothing i am on the run. With no guarantee of a stable life. At least with this man i will probably experience adventure. And he needs someone to make sure he eats well.

After a deep breath i nod and take his hand and he leads me through.

Alexandra Etapaq

2025-01-18T10:28:17Z

Alvah: /* the final steps down */

===New Orders:===
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Days have passed, Alexandra had prepared the rest of the move through Etepaq.
A full on invasion seemed useless, so the plan was made to send all the troops back home and remain with a core group that would do the battles per arena. Working their way up.

At a night Alex is in her tent. It is alot more quiet with the troops gone, at least she didn't have to babysit the Bright Edge groups anymore. Arlo had already left angry with her.
Drinking a bottle of some sort of liqour she tosses now and then pieces meat in the air for the little dragons to catch it.

Hearing footsteps outside she calls
"come in."

Hirem walks in, Alexandra hands them another bottle and points to a folding chair.

"Things are arranged, we can move tomorrows, start our battle campaign. "

Alexandra nods
"Good. We can work faster without the masses of troops. Without to many eyes watching over our shoulders. "

She looks at Hirem and smiles
"You still want to join me when going back to Amber? I keep my promise, i told you i'd introduce you, or Arlo will, he might be angry with me, but he does always keep his promise. "
Alexandra takes a long drink and lights a cigarrette on a candle.

Her other hand she holds in the flame staring at it. For a moment a look in her eyes changes. A slight grin appears on her face.

"We should burn the fields of those herbs. Which makes the people so complient. Cause a riot. Anger the masses against the big guys. "

She tosses another 2 bits of meat in the air and watches her Pseudo- Dragons swoop down.

"We could wait for the antidote, but this would be faster. Fire is faster. "

She looks at Hirem,
"I just want to get out of here. This was another failed attempt of me to gain some sort of pat on the back. Since i became one of the family, or well it came out, i have been failing my way through. All i got was lies, manipulations, shit and grief.
When i was an Elite things were easier. My loyalty was undying, my love for everything Amber was fed to me by a silver spoon.

I start to detest those feelings, I will never go against the ways of Amber, that would be wrong. Perhaps i just need to start feeling something else. "

Alexandra looks at Hirem with an apologetic smile.

"I am rambling, i am slightly drunk, and i am feeling less then i usually do. "

she holds her hand into hte fire again and shrugs
"I feel no heat, thanks to my dad... i feel no cold... also thanks to my fathers blood. I don't feel that unwavering sense of duty and loyalty anymore."

Alexandra hisses and throws back the rest of the bottle.

"We move tomorrow, let the rest know. If you run into Shaz Far, let him know he can go his way with his group. No need to hold back. "

she stands up and stretches.
"I saw a small lake nearby and going to try and sober up before sleeping."

===A Cold Bath and a hot night:===

Undressing and stepping in the cold water Alexandra looks perhaps even more annoyed. She washes quickly.
She then hears footsteps behind her and quickly turns and takes the knife she had kept around her ankle in hand.
A wide grinning Shaz Far stands at the side of the water.
"What a nice view this night."

Alexandra rolls with her eyes and turns again to finish her washing up and sobering up before walking to the edge of the little lake.

"What can i do for you? Or did you just come to stare at the full moons?"

Shaz Far looks for a long moment at Alexandra ass she takes up her clothing and starts to dress.

"Aren't you in a mood. The war getting to you? Things getting to rough?"

Alexandra gives Shaz Far an annoyed glance

"No, just crisis of faith i guess. Or midlife crisis... existential crisis. I don't know. Realizing things don't matter. But that doesn't matter, have you heard of the changed plans?"

Shaz Far nods with a serious look
"Mmhmm that too was a reason to seek you out, making sure it was really your order and not your drunk version speaking. "

Alexandra closes her blouse and looks up at Shaz.
"Yes i am serious, i feel the ways i've tried to approach it won't work. We need to play the game as they expect it to be played. All towns not siding with us will be wiped out."

Her face dead serious and her tone flat and cold

"Go ahead and do what you do best. You won't hear a word from me. This is the way we will reach the top quickest and with the most show of power."

Shaz Far raises an eyebrow
"As you wish General. I will rally my forces tomorrow and start to march along the towns. "

Before he turns to walk away he hessitates

"You are not falling apart right? That we need to prop you up with a stick to pretend you are still in charge?"

Alexandra turns "I am not falling apart, just realizing it doesn't matter. Realizing i don't feel anymore."

She starts to move away from the lake leaving Shaz Far behind her.

For a moment she walks alone but after a moment she hears heavy footsteps behind her. Annoyed she adds

"I don't need an escort. "

For a moment silence.
Then in a tone she had not heard from Shaz before
"It is getting to you, isn't it? That Abyssal Mark? You are fighting it to much."

Alexandra is silent for a moment, in a calmer voice she answers.

"It is not just the mark. It is the lying my parents both did around it, the realisation that i will never be as usefull or well regarded as i was as an Elite, that the manipulation from the others is annoyingly obvious, that i feel like i miss half of the senses. Can't feel heat, can't feel cold.
I used to feel this overwhelming sense of loyalty and duty, and i don't anymore. I don't seem to care.

And yes, yes, i am whining and complaining, shouldn't be doing that. I am just now seeing these things now. And i am in the middle of a war that doesn't even feel as my choice. "

Shaz Far stops and so does Alexandra, she turns to face him.
Before she can utter a 'what' Shaz grabs her by the back of the head and presses their faces together in a painful, hot kiss.

When he releases her he grins "Did you feel that?"

Alexandra her first instinct was to hit him across the face. Though her hand stops and she litteraly jumps him. Grabbing his face.

There were rumors started that night that wild animals had come closer to the encampment.

===The March===

The next morning Alexandra stands before the troops, the CCC troops are send back towards the Jeweled Road and from there Amber. With a small core group they move further together.

Alexandra had not seen Shaz Far anymore after their bestial moment. But she knows he is going to have fun in the villages ahead.

Sending a messenger along the troops the word is spread to break up camp and start moving. Alexandra starts to move herself with a few people that camped near her.
She knows the troops will follow. Riding Scully and her dragons resting on her shoulders she follows the path.

For a while they travel in silence. A tension is growing and noone really dares to speak up, or question a thing about the new orders.

At a point they reach a village, it is clear Shaz has been there with his forces. Eyes turn to Alexandra but she just calmly rides through it. She takes out her red sword and while riding she stays behind a bit.
She calls upon the fire and burns the village down. If there were survivors, now there are none.
Hours they travel. Until nightfall. Hirem suggests, breaking the silence "Perhaps time to set up camp and wait for the rest of the troops"

Alexandra, who has been riding in silence the whole day nods
"See to it, i see how far Shaz Far got."

She turns Scully and goes along the path. Followed by worried eyes of those making camp.

That night another village burns down, the fields around it as well.

This continues on for several days. The opposition is not great, not that Alexandra had expected that. There wasn't alot of problems before. Except for the trainwreck.

It is not after 2 weeks that Alexandra meets up with the group of Shaz Far. Appearantly they have encountered now more resistance, a well armed group. Alexandra leaves Scully at a safe distance, she then stands near Shaz Far.

"Really, something you couldn't handle? " Her voice has a touch of amusement in it.

"What seems to be the trouble?"

Shaz Far shrugs "They are well armed and held up in that building, we are just planning on an attack. Send out a few scouts to see what they have in there. "

Alexandra nods calmy "Then let's wait for a report. "
It is not long after that the scouts return.

"A warehouse, they are living there with alot of people. And also keep a weapon storage, vehicle storage all that. Seems a small community. "

Shaz Far looks at Alexandra "Orders General?"

Alexandra thinks for a moment and gestures with her head
"Let's go in and discuss their terms of surrender. Have you troops on standby."

Shaz Far gives his orders and Alexandra and he walk towards the warehouse building.

"We come to discuss terms. No violance. "

Two men and a woman step eventually outside, they are clearly more of the militant types the way they are dressed and hold themselves.

They gestures for Shaz Far and Alexandra to move closer. When they are a few meters from the group of three and closer to the warehouse one of the men start to talk.

Alexandra is not paying attention, she sees on the side of the building a partially opened door. Vehicles and the pungent smell of fuels and other chemical fluids.

Calmly she looks at the group. The building. A sense of untamed hatred fills her. For a split second she is wondering where this intense feeling of hate comes from. But it only lasts a fleeting moment. A slight smile appears. She feels at least something.

With a motion of a gun from her hand she points at the barrels that seem to hold flamable substances.

"Bang." With that she shoots a ball of fire dripping what seems like, with molten material. She waits till it makes contact with the barrels.
They explode, fires start to spread so fast. Alexandra tilts her head and then looks at Shaz Far

"Solved. " With that she turns around and starts to walk back to the troops waiting. Shaz Far following her. Not looking back to the fire and the explosions.

===Those we leave behind===

Alexandra sits in front of her tent, she smokes and drinks and watches the smoldering fires in the distance.

Footsteps behind her stop.

"You know they are leaving right?"

Alexandra shrugs

"as well they should, if they don't like my ways, it wasn't their war to begin with. Wasn't mine either, but at least i'm starting to have fun. "

Shaz Far sits down near her on an empty chair.

"So you will continue. "

Alexandra hands him the bottle she was drinking from

"Why not, it is not that i have anything else to do. Seems Azcala keeps being an issue, so why not. I don't like to leave unfinished bussines behind. "

Shaz Far laughs "Hm you seem to still care enough to finish it, or that this place is a problem, for someone saying she doesn't care or feel. "

Alexandra looks angry at Shaz Far and fire starts to lick her fingers and hands.

Shaz Far laughs even louder "Oh please, kitten, that doesn't harm me and you know it. You are just getting familiar with this, i have lived with it for ages. For me it's nature. For you it is turmoil. "

Alexandra grabs the bottle back and takes a big drink.
"Shut up. Don't lecture me. They've done that enough. And yes, i am a walking contradiction. All i am is angry, frustrated. "
Alexandra stands up and starts pacing while drinking and smoking.

"I started no questioning anything, loyal to Amber, to the crown, to the unicorn. Everything.
That moment you dragged me through the lava, at Laravella her place. That is the moment everything changed. Slowly. But things started to change.
I thought i could just continue with my normal way of doing things. But noone looked at me the same way. Everyone suddenly expected more of me.
My accomplishments meant absolutly nothing. Or got stolen from me. "

She stands before Shaz and points with her bottle.

"You know, there is a shadow of Amber. Where Deirdre is the ruler and all beasts and monsters come from. I found it. Followed the stakes that lead the beasts through shadow. Lead an whole army. Found a shadow version of myself which was a bit unsettling.
Solved the problem.
And who came running in, and adopted a dragon and showed it off in Amber. Duncan. The asshole. He was then all celebrated and the talk of the town as he could start a freaking dragon Weir in Amber.
And i got to do double the work as Duncan was busy recruiting people for the Dragons.
After that he took me to Chaos. To spend some time. But that was just the beginning of the end."

Alexandra continues to pace.

"So then i think i keep my nose clean, lead the Rangers. Keep Arden organized, keep the conflicts away and care for the land and people.
But i kept failing at that.
Then i realized. What the hell am i doing.
So i let myself be talked into doing this... but what am i doing here? For who? Noone cares what happens here. "

She looks at Shaz Far who seems to be listening with amusement.

"Yeah yeah, i sound like a spoiled brat and i know that hearing myself as well. But when you do all these things for others thinking there would be some appreciation, there isn't. Even royalty needs a pat on the back.
As an elite it was simple. I would get promoted, perks, rewards. It made all way more sense. Now i am just looked as a pathetic excuse of a royal who can't find her footing.

SO i figured. Perhaps my footing isn't in Amber anymore. Perhaps i need to just go and figure shit out for myself. "

She hands the bottle back to Shaz but realizes it is empty and takes another from the crate opening it, drinking from it and then handing it to him.

Shaz blinks
"You are truely a basket case. Thankfully you got your looks working for you."
Alexandra flips him off but says nothing.

"So you figure shit out by burning a tier of Azcala down. Why not. You do not hear me complaining, it was quite amusing what you pulled at the warehouse. I think you pushed some people away from you there.

But seems you do not mind that fact do you?

So.... what were your ambitions as a young Alexandra. What did you hope to become?"

Alexandra looks surprised.
"I don't know, i was already an elite, Guard to the Royalty that is quite a rank to manage at my age.
But i had hoped to switch to Ranger. Perhaps somewhere in command, i had been trained by Julian. I think i felt even more presure to show him i was doing well then anyone else. "

Shaz Far snorts
"Julian, right the guy who up and left everything behind, to follow his dick. Great rollmodel."

Alexandra looks at him with a look of slight annoyance.

"I know perhaps not the best. But who else at that time? Now... i don't know. I don't look up to anyone anymore. Well not figuratively. Physically.. yeah. You are taller then me.
And... my god have you met Alexandir Kos Korag? That guy is enormous! "

Alexandra starts to laugh

"Ah that too. I was send with an important mission, dire need to bring this message to Alexander. So me and Scully rode like the wind.
Coming there he already knew shrugged it of and left.
Talk about feeling used, and feeling absolutly useless.
So that Nur Al Din can stuff it with his dire messages. "

She sits down again and lights another cigarrette offering one to Shaz.

"So you know, i stop doing good, because clearly i suck at it. I just do me now. How dirty that might sound."

===the final steps down===

Hirem comes up to Shaz and Alex, he is out of armor, having just swam, in a loose arming shirt, and boots. His belt hangs two daggers. He drops into a camp chair, a hand of burbon in his hand. "Long bloody day."

Alex raises.an eyebrow. "Yes they are, but what makes it especially long or bloody today?"

"We lost the CCC people. They marched out en mass led by Sir Hannah. You know that of course. We also are loosing the Chad forces. Arin was at the lake. He and Tarooos informed me that they are done. They are packing at the moment. 70,000. Sir Cantor is staying with the centaur banded pairs and the beserkers, and a few of the crazy ones. .

Shaz says, Good Riddence."

Hirem looks at him with scorn

Alex shrugs. "They should, if they don't want to stay. Let them go. They appointed me general. But if they don't like it anymore, good riddance. We can deal without. " Alex looks between Shaz and Hirem and shakes her head.

Hirem says, "Deal with who? How? Why? This place is pointless. Its a trap. These people are not resiliant. We are not accomplishing anything here. I think this place may be a shadowtrap. Killing these people does no good. We are running around this land and i think the dead resurrect someplace other places on this tier. What ever the deal is here we are not conquering. Our dead are not ressurecting. That why we lost the CCC people and CHAD."

Alex starts to laugh loudly, almost a tone of mocking in it. "They realize this now. And now the CHAD is leaving. It was their damn idea to go fight here. " She stands and takes ip a new bottle "And newsflash. Anything we do in shadow is freaking pointless. "

Shaz smiles, "You tell him, Kitten. We fight for the fun of bloodshed. Benedict taught me that."

Hirem scowls at Shaz," Alexandra, this place is a trap. The only way to win here is not to play.
Leave this place. Pull up stakes and sett everyone loose. Your Amber forces will do thier duty to the last one. Do your duty to them and lead them out to the Jeweled Road and back to Amber."

Alex frowns "Again they are welcome to leave, you know what. You are right. I'll fullfil my duty to them, they are dismissed. Let them fuck off. Go. Don't need them and don't need any sense of duty to them. From the Jeweled Road they can find their way. And yes this is a game. And it's fun. It's the most fun i had in ages. Burn shit down kill some folks, keep on moving. " She lights a cigarette "Heh. Duty.... talking about an unbeatable game "

He stands, coming close. "Alex... Come with me. Lets leave this play behind and find someplace less steeped in blood. "

Shaz steps in, pushing Hirem back, "You leave if you have no taste for war. This is a place of violence and the people here know it. They are sheep and we are the slaughter. "

Hirem straightens, looking at Shaz, whose hand remains on Hirem's chest. Hirem looks at him and says lowly, "Remove your hand from me or we will see who is the sheep."

Shaz laughs, " I've wondered if you had stones. Maybe now iss a good time to see if you are a stalion or a gelding."

Alex pulls herself away from Hirem and takes a few steps.away. giving Hirem and Shaz space. "Hirem. Leave if you can stand it here. I am not done yet." She doesn't get in between the two men and stands to the side, smoking and drinking

Hirem says, "Its not a matter of done. Its a matter of futility. Thats the trap. This place plays on the mind. Ive felt it too. Hopeless Futility. just bloodshed. If you don't go back to Amber at least get out of here! " He steps to face her, shaz steps in front, driving his Rasak blade deep into Hirem's belly.

Hirem turns and and slices down with the bottle, breaking it on Shaz's wrist, and gripping the wrist and blade. his other hand around, his war blade in his hand slashing shaz across the face, opening a deep scar exposing teeth and ripping open both cheeks.
Shaz tumbles back in shock. Unleashing the dagger, his wrist still in Hirem's grip.He summons his maudu in the form of a shortsword. Sliginging it at Hirem's arm.

Hirem twists from the path of the blade enough to recieve a deep scar across his chest. But his blade had fallen below shaz's and cleaves the right hand from his wrist.

Hirem backs away acrobatically. as Shaz stars in shock at the worst wound he had ever recieved. The stump of his wrist bleeding.
Hirem stands, sword in one hand, severed hand in the other. A dagger sticking from his belly.

Alex sits down on a chair watching the two men fight. "Are you two done? Hirem. Hypocrite. Acting with disdain around the bloodshed yet you fight so viciously and brilliantly bloody. Are you continuing until one is dead? Talk about futility."

Shaz howls, pulling his maudu as a short sword up to advance. Hirem says, "This was his choice....And yours it seems. " He backs away defensive, whistling for his Afkir horse. Shaz moves in on Hirem, who stops, raising the Sign of the Pattern before him. Shaz falters, uncertain how to advance.

The horse trots up at a gallop and Hiram, the consummate horseman leaps into the saddle. "I fight when there is a cause. There isn't one here. Leave this place Alexandra of Amber." He turns his horse and gallops. Shaz drops his blade, raising his sign of the Logrus. but looses time to shape into his chaos form.
Shaz howls

Alex shakes her head. Takes up a big cloth and walks up to Shaz. She doesn't speak she wraps his stump thightly. Silently she gets into her tent to grab her medical kit. Assuming Shaz has lowered himself to sit, if not she pushes him down. "Sit still. I'll help you until your shapeshifting starts to work."
Her voice is cold and commanding

"I'll have his head! The bastard...I'll hang him in the Black Forest of the Abyss!"

Alex nods "Yes, yes, in time that sounds good. Now stop talking and let me stitch your face."
She takes up needle and thread offers Shaz a big drink before she goes to work.

Alex works calmly and precisly pulling the tissue of his face carefully together to stitch it.

"Why did you attack Hirem? He didn't convince me to go back. I was going to stay. And Hirem just wants someone to introduce him in Amber. Told him Arlo was a better option. "

She pushes the face of Shaz up and to the side inspecting her work. As if positioning a mannequin.

Alexandra Etapaq

2025-01-18T10:21:30Z

Alvah: /* Those we leave behind */

===New Orders:===
[[gggggjj]]

Days have passed, Alexandra had prepared the rest of the move through Etepaq.
A full on invasion seemed useless, so the plan was made to send all the troops back home and remain with a core group that would do the battles per arena. Working their way up.

At a night Alex is in her tent. It is alot more quiet with the troops gone, at least she didn't have to babysit the Bright Edge groups anymore. Arlo had already left angry with her.
Drinking a bottle of some sort of liqour she tosses now and then pieces meat in the air for the little dragons to catch it.

Hearing footsteps outside she calls
"come in."

Hirem walks in, Alexandra hands them another bottle and points to a folding chair.

"Things are arranged, we can move tomorrows, start our battle campaign. "

Alexandra nods
"Good. We can work faster without the masses of troops. Without to many eyes watching over our shoulders. "

She looks at Hirem and smiles
"You still want to join me when going back to Amber? I keep my promise, i told you i'd introduce you, or Arlo will, he might be angry with me, but he does always keep his promise. "
Alexandra takes a long drink and lights a cigarrette on a candle.

Her other hand she holds in the flame staring at it. For a moment a look in her eyes changes. A slight grin appears on her face.

"We should burn the fields of those herbs. Which makes the people so complient. Cause a riot. Anger the masses against the big guys. "

She tosses another 2 bits of meat in the air and watches her Pseudo- Dragons swoop down.

"We could wait for the antidote, but this would be faster. Fire is faster. "

She looks at Hirem,
"I just want to get out of here. This was another failed attempt of me to gain some sort of pat on the back. Since i became one of the family, or well it came out, i have been failing my way through. All i got was lies, manipulations, shit and grief.
When i was an Elite things were easier. My loyalty was undying, my love for everything Amber was fed to me by a silver spoon.

I start to detest those feelings, I will never go against the ways of Amber, that would be wrong. Perhaps i just need to start feeling something else. "

Alexandra looks at Hirem with an apologetic smile.

"I am rambling, i am slightly drunk, and i am feeling less then i usually do. "

she holds her hand into hte fire again and shrugs
"I feel no heat, thanks to my dad... i feel no cold... also thanks to my fathers blood. I don't feel that unwavering sense of duty and loyalty anymore."

Alexandra hisses and throws back the rest of the bottle.

"We move tomorrow, let the rest know. If you run into Shaz Far, let him know he can go his way with his group. No need to hold back. "

she stands up and stretches.
"I saw a small lake nearby and going to try and sober up before sleeping."

===A Cold Bath and a hot night:===

Undressing and stepping in the cold water Alexandra looks perhaps even more annoyed. She washes quickly.
She then hears footsteps behind her and quickly turns and takes the knife she had kept around her ankle in hand.
A wide grinning Shaz Far stands at the side of the water.
"What a nice view this night."

Alexandra rolls with her eyes and turns again to finish her washing up and sobering up before walking to the edge of the little lake.

"What can i do for you? Or did you just come to stare at the full moons?"

Shaz Far looks for a long moment at Alexandra ass she takes up her clothing and starts to dress.

"Aren't you in a mood. The war getting to you? Things getting to rough?"

Alexandra gives Shaz Far an annoyed glance

"No, just crisis of faith i guess. Or midlife crisis... existential crisis. I don't know. Realizing things don't matter. But that doesn't matter, have you heard of the changed plans?"

Shaz Far nods with a serious look
"Mmhmm that too was a reason to seek you out, making sure it was really your order and not your drunk version speaking. "

Alexandra closes her blouse and looks up at Shaz.
"Yes i am serious, i feel the ways i've tried to approach it won't work. We need to play the game as they expect it to be played. All towns not siding with us will be wiped out."

Her face dead serious and her tone flat and cold

"Go ahead and do what you do best. You won't hear a word from me. This is the way we will reach the top quickest and with the most show of power."

Shaz Far raises an eyebrow
"As you wish General. I will rally my forces tomorrow and start to march along the towns. "

Before he turns to walk away he hessitates

"You are not falling apart right? That we need to prop you up with a stick to pretend you are still in charge?"

Alexandra turns "I am not falling apart, just realizing it doesn't matter. Realizing i don't feel anymore."

She starts to move away from the lake leaving Shaz Far behind her.

For a moment she walks alone but after a moment she hears heavy footsteps behind her. Annoyed she adds

"I don't need an escort. "

For a moment silence.
Then in a tone she had not heard from Shaz before
"It is getting to you, isn't it? That Abyssal Mark? You are fighting it to much."

Alexandra is silent for a moment, in a calmer voice she answers.

"It is not just the mark. It is the lying my parents both did around it, the realisation that i will never be as usefull or well regarded as i was as an Elite, that the manipulation from the others is annoyingly obvious, that i feel like i miss half of the senses. Can't feel heat, can't feel cold.
I used to feel this overwhelming sense of loyalty and duty, and i don't anymore. I don't seem to care.

And yes, yes, i am whining and complaining, shouldn't be doing that. I am just now seeing these things now. And i am in the middle of a war that doesn't even feel as my choice. "

Shaz Far stops and so does Alexandra, she turns to face him.
Before she can utter a 'what' Shaz grabs her by the back of the head and presses their faces together in a painful, hot kiss.

When he releases her he grins "Did you feel that?"

Alexandra her first instinct was to hit him across the face. Though her hand stops and she litteraly jumps him. Grabbing his face.

There were rumors started that night that wild animals had come closer to the encampment.

===The March===

The next morning Alexandra stands before the troops, the CCC troops are send back towards the Jeweled Road and from there Amber. With a small core group they move further together.

Alexandra had not seen Shaz Far anymore after their bestial moment. But she knows he is going to have fun in the villages ahead.

Sending a messenger along the troops the word is spread to break up camp and start moving. Alexandra starts to move herself with a few people that camped near her.
She knows the troops will follow. Riding Scully and her dragons resting on her shoulders she follows the path.

For a while they travel in silence. A tension is growing and noone really dares to speak up, or question a thing about the new orders.

At a point they reach a village, it is clear Shaz has been there with his forces. Eyes turn to Alexandra but she just calmly rides through it. She takes out her red sword and while riding she stays behind a bit.
She calls upon the fire and burns the village down. If there were survivors, now there are none.
Hours they travel. Until nightfall. Hirem suggests, breaking the silence "Perhaps time to set up camp and wait for the rest of the troops"

Alexandra, who has been riding in silence the whole day nods
"See to it, i see how far Shaz Far got."

She turns Scully and goes along the path. Followed by worried eyes of those making camp.

That night another village burns down, the fields around it as well.

This continues on for several days. The opposition is not great, not that Alexandra had expected that. There wasn't alot of problems before. Except for the trainwreck.

It is not after 2 weeks that Alexandra meets up with the group of Shaz Far. Appearantly they have encountered now more resistance, a well armed group. Alexandra leaves Scully at a safe distance, she then stands near Shaz Far.

"Really, something you couldn't handle? " Her voice has a touch of amusement in it.

"What seems to be the trouble?"

Shaz Far shrugs "They are well armed and held up in that building, we are just planning on an attack. Send out a few scouts to see what they have in there. "

Alexandra nods calmy "Then let's wait for a report. "
It is not long after that the scouts return.

"A warehouse, they are living there with alot of people. And also keep a weapon storage, vehicle storage all that. Seems a small community. "

Shaz Far looks at Alexandra "Orders General?"

Alexandra thinks for a moment and gestures with her head
"Let's go in and discuss their terms of surrender. Have you troops on standby."

Shaz Far gives his orders and Alexandra and he walk towards the warehouse building.

"We come to discuss terms. No violance. "

Two men and a woman step eventually outside, they are clearly more of the militant types the way they are dressed and hold themselves.

They gestures for Shaz Far and Alexandra to move closer. When they are a few meters from the group of three and closer to the warehouse one of the men start to talk.

Alexandra is not paying attention, she sees on the side of the building a partially opened door. Vehicles and the pungent smell of fuels and other chemical fluids.

Calmly she looks at the group. The building. A sense of untamed hatred fills her. For a split second she is wondering where this intense feeling of hate comes from. But it only lasts a fleeting moment. A slight smile appears. She feels at least something.

With a motion of a gun from her hand she points at the barrels that seem to hold flamable substances.

"Bang." With that she shoots a ball of fire dripping what seems like, with molten material. She waits till it makes contact with the barrels.
They explode, fires start to spread so fast. Alexandra tilts her head and then looks at Shaz Far

"Solved. " With that she turns around and starts to walk back to the troops waiting. Shaz Far following her. Not looking back to the fire and the explosions.

===Those we leave behind===

Alexandra sits in front of her tent, she smokes and drinks and watches the smoldering fires in the distance.

Footsteps behind her stop.

"You know they are leaving right?"

Alexandra shrugs

"as well they should, if they don't like my ways, it wasn't their war to begin with. Wasn't mine either, but at least i'm starting to have fun. "

Shaz Far sits down near her on an empty chair.

"So you will continue. "

Alexandra hands him the bottle she was drinking from

"Why not, it is not that i have anything else to do. Seems Azcala keeps being an issue, so why not. I don't like to leave unfinished bussines behind. "

Shaz Far laughs "Hm you seem to still care enough to finish it, or that this place is a problem, for someone saying she doesn't care or feel. "

Alexandra looks angry at Shaz Far and fire starts to lick her fingers and hands.

Shaz Far laughs even louder "Oh please, kitten, that doesn't harm me and you know it. You are just getting familiar with this, i have lived with it for ages. For me it's nature. For you it is turmoil. "

Alexandra grabs the bottle back and takes a big drink.
"Shut up. Don't lecture me. They've done that enough. And yes, i am a walking contradiction. All i am is angry, frustrated. "
Alexandra stands up and starts pacing while drinking and smoking.

"I started no questioning anything, loyal to Amber, to the crown, to the unicorn. Everything.
That moment you dragged me through the lava, at Laravella her place. That is the moment everything changed. Slowly. But things started to change.
I thought i could just continue with my normal way of doing things. But noone looked at me the same way. Everyone suddenly expected more of me.
My accomplishments meant absolutly nothing. Or got stolen from me. "

She stands before Shaz and points with her bottle.

"You know, there is a shadow of Amber. Where Deirdre is the ruler and all beasts and monsters come from. I found it. Followed the stakes that lead the beasts through shadow. Lead an whole army. Found a shadow version of myself which was a bit unsettling.
Solved the problem.
And who came running in, and adopted a dragon and showed it off in Amber. Duncan. The asshole. He was then all celebrated and the talk of the town as he could start a freaking dragon Weir in Amber.
And i got to do double the work as Duncan was busy recruiting people for the Dragons.
After that he took me to Chaos. To spend some time. But that was just the beginning of the end."

Alexandra continues to pace.

"So then i think i keep my nose clean, lead the Rangers. Keep Arden organized, keep the conflicts away and care for the land and people.
But i kept failing at that.
Then i realized. What the hell am i doing.
So i let myself be talked into doing this... but what am i doing here? For who? Noone cares what happens here. "

She looks at Shaz Far who seems to be listening with amusement.

"Yeah yeah, i sound like a spoiled brat and i know that hearing myself as well. But when you do all these things for others thinking there would be some appreciation, there isn't. Even royalty needs a pat on the back.
As an elite it was simple. I would get promoted, perks, rewards. It made all way more sense. Now i am just looked as a pathetic excuse of a royal who can't find her footing.

SO i figured. Perhaps my footing isn't in Amber anymore. Perhaps i need to just go and figure shit out for myself. "

She hands the bottle back to Shaz but realizes it is empty and takes another from the crate opening it, drinking from it and then handing it to him.

Shaz blinks
"You are truely a basket case. Thankfully you got your looks working for you."
Alexandra flips him off but says nothing.

"So you figure shit out by burning a tier of Azcala down. Why not. You do not hear me complaining, it was quite amusing what you pulled at the warehouse. I think you pushed some people away from you there.

But seems you do not mind that fact do you?

So.... what were your ambitions as a young Alexandra. What did you hope to become?"

Alexandra looks surprised.
"I don't know, i was already an elite, Guard to the Royalty that is quite a rank to manage at my age.
But i had hoped to switch to Ranger. Perhaps somewhere in command, i had been trained by Julian. I think i felt even more presure to show him i was doing well then anyone else. "

Shaz Far snorts
"Julian, right the guy who up and left everything behind, to follow his dick. Great rollmodel."

Alexandra looks at him with a look of slight annoyance.

"I know perhaps not the best. But who else at that time? Now... i don't know. I don't look up to anyone anymore. Well not figuratively. Physically.. yeah. You are taller then me.
And... my god have you met Alexandir Kos Korag? That guy is enormous! "

Alexandra starts to laugh

"Ah that too. I was send with an important mission, dire need to bring this message to Alexander. So me and Scully rode like the wind.
Coming there he already knew shrugged it of and left.
Talk about feeling used, and feeling absolutly useless.
So that Nur Al Din can stuff it with his dire messages. "

She sits down again and lights another cigarrette offering one to Shaz.

"So you know, i stop doing good, because clearly i suck at it. I just do me now. How dirty that might sound."

===the final steps down===

((Last part to describe Alexandra her stepping into madness))

Alexandra Etapaq

2025-01-18T10:18:53Z

Alvah: /* The March */

2024-01-27T16:09:55Z

Alvah:

<div style="text-align: center;"><big>'''Warband of the Etapaq Campaign'''</big></div>

<div style="text-align: center;">[[banner image]]</div>

The banner has Alex's device with the red blade above it. Below it has many other devices shown smaller.

<div style="text-align: center;">Unit Membership</div>

Jake Whitetail, CHAD force Commander.

Kirgor the Red First Command

King Arin of Freestate

Sir Tarooos

Ascorbic

Hibbit

Aklgeax

Silent

Shaz Far

Rugir

Damian

Hannah

---

Battle of Ratchul

Alexandra Warband

2024-01-27T16:09:38Z

Alvah:

Running Sheet Alexandra Mira

2023-07-19T06:16:03Z

Alvah:

<big>'''Alexandra Dejana Mira'''</big>
'''Nicknames:''' Dandelion (puff); Chipper; Spiker.

[[File:Alexandra-tazilwere1.jpg|275 px]]

'''''Active since December 9, 2021'''''

'''Father:''' Brand

'''Mother:''' Fres Mira

'''Children:'''

'''Description:''' 
1.75m tall lean muscled.
High blonde near platinum. Light blue eyes. Pale skin except for some freckles on nose and cheeks. 
Generally a smile on her face. 
Usually wears light colors and greens. 

'''Hobbies:''' 
Archery is her life. She goes nowhere without a bow.
Unless she has her violin with her Alex loves to play music and sing.
And whatever she carries, always will she have drawing materials with her. 

=='''Ranks'''==
*Knight of Amber-Elite
*Lady of Amber

=='''Points{151}'''==

'''''Total: 151=68 Stats+50 Powers+15 Skills+0 Items +0/0 allies/Enemies 4Stuff+ 14 Storage'''''
==='''''Advancement'''''===
*+10 Ambercon
*+4 Character Quiz.
*2021 Anniversary Advancement.
**10 Pips- Advancement: in Storage
**3 Pips to Endurance: added

==='''Permanent Bad Stuff'''===
*1 Bad Stuff. Amber Death Curse Effect-Laravala.

=='''Statistics {68}'''==
*Psyche: 12
*Strength: 15
*Endurance: 23
*Warfare: 20

=='''Powers {50(65)}'''==
*(50) Pattern imprint.
*25 (10) Partial Shapechange (Brand)
*(5) Abyssal Mark
*30 (10) Trump Artistry
*5 (5) Power Words

==='''Patterns walked'''===
Primal Pattern (first) 
Enraged Pattern beasthold
Imprinted by Stone of Arden

=='''Skills {15}'''==
*3 Drawing and painting
*2 Music instrument Violin.
*1 Singing
*1 Dance (formal)
*1 Balalaika

*2 Horsemanship. 1 Rasak-Military Horsemanship. Joust specialist.
*1 Fencing. Dueling specialist.
*3 Archery. Civilian Cohorts Champion
*1 Running & Parkour

*1 Rasak-Military Technology
*1 Rasak-Military Command and Communications.
*1 Rasak-Medical Training
*1 Rasak-Cooking. Butchering. General gardening. Preparation. Cast Iron. Open Fire.

=='''Allies & Enemies {0/0 = 0}'''==
===Allies===
*1 Even of Hale
*1 Arloxedra
*1 Akgleax of Earth [[https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Dufiro#Akgleax_of_Earth]]
1 pip to allocate
===Enemies===
*3 ENEMIES
1 pip to allocate

=='''Companions'''==
===Sir Karieeena===
*Elite.Sir Karieeena of Camolin.
*Elite Notation [[https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Elites#Karieeena_of_Camolin-_Active]]
*Running Sheet [[https://wiki.rpg.net/index.php/Running_Sheet_Karieeena]]
[[File:Karieena.jpg|150 px]]
===Arden Horse "Scully"===
*2 Vitality Chaos
*2 Movement double
*4 Endless Stamina
*4 Combat mastery (Combat mount)
*2 Armor vs Guns
*2 Speak & Sing (extremely well trained with a high animal intelligence.)
*2 Danger Sense
*2 Resistance (Resistance to the tampering of outside magical elements)
*4 Seek in Shadow
*4 Regen
*1 limited shape change (Horse can change the coloring of its fur creating camouflage pattern or brightly colorful patterns)
**Bonds to Alexandra Mira
*Subtotal 28

=='''Items {}'''==

==='''Signature piece'''===
This will take capturing. Brand has the information on it.

==='''Knives'''===
===='''Nasty Place Graduate Blade '''====

[[File:BenBlade1.jpg|100 px]]

*Deadly Damage 4
*Rack Spell-1 Return to Hand/Return to Forge on death
*Shadow Wide *4
Additionally:
*2 n/n forms; knife, longsword, rapier, cooking knife.

[[File:Alexonioncuttingknife.jpg|100 px]]

==='''BoarTusk Knife'''===

[[File:Boartuskknife.png|150 px]]

Gift from Duncan after having skewered a boar.

==='''Thin Blade'''===
[[File:Brandknife.jpg|150 px]]

Gift from Brand for her 10th birthday. 4" blade. Resembles and is sued as a common eating dagger.
*1 Confers Mobility
*4 Deadly Damage. Heart Seeking. Vein Seeking
*1 Sensitivity. Connected.
*2 Danger Sense
*2 Find in Shadow.
*2 Ability: Call to Hand. Call to Brand's Hand-Wielder included.
*1 Rack Spell-Cariac Arrest cast on thrust.
13 pips

x3 Horde

Total. 39 Pips.
===='''Eric Knife'''====
*[[file:ericknife.jpg|150 px]]
*2 Double Speed.
*4 Deadly Damage.
*1 Ability: Call to hand
==='''Dragonhorn recurve Bow'''===
[[File:Alexbow.jpg|600 px]]

Given by Julian during training, and trained with bow. Ranger standard bow.

*2 Double Speed
*2 Combat Reflexes
*2 Vs Guns
6 pips

X4 Shadow Wide- Ranger made.

Bow handles well enough to let those with great strength fire twice as fast. Come easily into hand and is hard to drop. Can be used as a cudgel or quarterstaff. Bow Strings do not break but do wear out. Incredibly hard to break and can be used in many non-archery fashions. Used by rangers for climbing.
===='''Duncan's Dragonhorn recurve Bow'''====
*4 Double Speed
*4 Combat Reflexes
*2 Vs Guns
*2 Summon to Hand.
*1 Self Heal.
*2 n/n Forms: Recurve Bow, Quarterstaff, Short bow, extra long bow, Olympic balance bow.
*2 Ability: Arrows fired by the bow may be summoned back to the wielder

Duncan's bow began as a Standard Ranger bow but its been added to. It isn't his signature piece though.

==='''Abyssal Mark tile'''===
[[File:FIreTile.jpg|300px]]
A small tile 3" per each of the 5 sides.
The top looks like flat fire.

==='''Violin'''===

[[File:AlexViolin.jpg|150 px]]
Carried in a case usually on her person.

==='''Blue Violin'''===
[[File:BlueViolin.png|150 px]]
*1 Extra Hard
*1 Ability-Molded to Alexandra. Always in tune.
*1 Ability-Summon to Hand.
==='''Margot Plates'''===
*Entree Plate: Sausage, Cheese and Mushroom Omelet.
*Second item: Sausage and cheddar Hardtack.2 Hard boiled eggs. Mixed cheese slices. Dollop of Mustard. A banana,a bundle of grapes, a couple of wedged oranges, a wedged lemon, and a wedged lime.

=='''Shadows{}'''==

=='''Stuff{4}'''==
*-1 Bad Stuff-Permanant. Death of Laravalla
*5 Good Stuff

=='''Miscellany'''==

=='''Trumps'''==
3 top person trumps.
* Duncan
* Brand
* Arlo

3 top location trumps. 
* Duncan's Wyer
* Mountainlake (drawn herself)
* Castle Amber


*King Random Deck (given by Dworkin after walking the pattern)
*Bursain deck.

'''Own drawn trumps'''
Several locations in Arden. New ranger camps.
Beasthold within the walls near the cliff.
Mountainlake where she met the Rose temple caravan.

==='''Timeline Alex'''===

'''5272'''
- Alexandra Dejana Mira is born from Fres Mira and Brand Barimen 
- Stories about youth and caregiver????? 

'''5273'''
- Alexandra 10 years causing trouble in Amber. 
[[Alex_needs_new_friends]] 
[[Alex_dreams_of_drowning]] 
'''5274'''
[[Alex_and_Hannah]]
- Alex joined the Rangers for a 3 year trip
[[Alex_and_the_Rangers]]
[[Drunken_Alligator_Wrestling]]
'''5276'''
- Returned from Ranger trip 
- Send off after a CCC event to serve in an army in Shadow. 
[[The_story_of_the_Jasmine_flower]]
[[Flowers_will_bloom_again_in_spring]]
'''5277'''
- Returned depressed and more secluded 
- After a few months Fres send Alex off to a more diplomatic training in Shadow.
[[Ride_on]]
[[Marianna%27s_Fate]]
'''5278'''
-Returned to Amber but asked if she could travel again after a short stay.
[[Lost in Words]]'''
Returned to Amber more calm and less restless.
'''5279'''
- Started in military service for 10 years 
'''5282'''
-Rasak and start of her Guard Elite time.
[[Dance_Like_No_One%27s_Watching]]
[[Sing_Like_No_One%27s_Listening]]
'''5285'''
- First assignment as Protective Elite of Kris son of Caine.
'''5287'''
- Tazilwere invaded, Laravella Killed, Royal parentage outed. 
'''5288'''
- Alexandra gained Rank of Second Warden.
'''5289'''

Making deals in college

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Vek et al
THe place is as imagined. Courtyards and grottos and trees and gardens created by druids for thousands of years. Edible plants area priority.
Besides the massive tower the area for 10 square miles is dedicated to supporting generations of bards. taverns, libraries, book stores, music shops, supplies. residences, hotels,
The streets are clean. the alleys are well maintained
The entire city must not be this way for Giitha to look like she didi

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Curious to the perhaps.less cared for areas she tries to wander further. She has a trump to get to her place so that shouldn't be an issue.
But no place she knows has not a poorer side or shadier side.
Not that she looks for trouble just to know where it is.

Vek et al
It is the capital of a masive shadow spanning empire so its not got a lot of crime. Most places have been cleaned or rebuilt. When she finds the harbor she learns is a 500 mile wide collection of harbor towns serving the entire planet as well as ships sailing out to places in the ocean with portals off into shadow

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Quite impressed by the whole place, clean well maintained and seemingly prosperous.
She strolls a moment along the harbor but not being a fan of open water and ships, she decides to go back.
Perhaps she can find someone to listen to. She has to find out when and where lectures are given.
And Fort has spoken of the library, so that os a must for her. Alex loves libraries

Vek et al
Finding the library towers isn't hard. With the exception of Samwell tarly.
It isn't the Library of Amber but it has the same feel
She knows her little draggon will make a place here

Alexandra Dejana Mira
She'll take the white dragon Teague with her next time.
This first time here she strolls along the shelves with books. Reading their spines. In the meantime searchjng for a free reading nook or spot.
Alex first looks for something on history. Perhaps the curiosity of her mothers origin from this place makes her want to read it.
If she find something on history Alex sits at a free spot and huddles up to read.

Vek et al
There are thousands and thousands of history books
she recognizes librarians and sees students speaking to them and getting answers

Alexandra Dejana Mira
If there are so many she has to start somewhere, she'll try and look for something on the black road war here. If there are still to many she'll ask a librarian on something of that subject.

Vek et al
In the York/Amber section are many books on the topic including Corwins original chronical. There are also many books on the battles fought along the black road. Further exploration turns up tales of many Chad members years before Chad existed. Including Fort

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex just makes a decision she tries to find something where the conclusion of the black road war is described. See if she finds passages about her mother.

Vek et al
There are stories of all the Amberites fighting in the black road war unless their story is told in corwins books like Random being in prison and bleys being missing. Also brand missing.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex just takes the day reading through some books. She also takes the corwin chronicles to read through that bit. With the assumption it might be thr same bit of fiction as back at home.
And of course. Finding stuff about Fort

Vek et al
Does she suspect the Tosian/Amber Deirdre to be her mother?

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Fres had told.her that yes. When she had taken her to the broken down Amber where Benedict sort of camps

Vek et al
right. that reminds me. Its a quick read for her to figure out that her mom is the Dierdre from the connected Tosian worlds. She somehow survived Patternfall but was exiled when Koob came
But the timeline somehow does not make sense for some reason
The Black Road War is in 3000 in Amber, when the Tosa/York had it. the Devestation of Koob was 3499.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
((Power of reading.))
Alex spends her day in the library studying finding references and learning about how things are connected. And how things don't make sense or do make sense.
After the day of straining her eyes in books she notes for herself which books might hold more information she might find interesting. Or might help her.
It would be a nice side project for her to study besides being busy becomming a Bard.
When she puts the books back and stands she feels her stomach rumble so time to find food.

Vek et al
but Deirdre brought her to Amber in 105

Vek et al
With such an emphasis on gardening for Food, indoor gardening, community eating she finds people offering food long before hitting the dining hall.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Then Alex chooses to eat out in the gardens. Instead of inside a dining hall.
She feels it is not mandatory anyway.
She accepts some food here and there and sits on a nice spot. Watching people. Sketching those she sees.
Letting her surroundings inspire her.
When she is done eating she'll stay on her spot for a bit. Humming some songs while drawing.
Untill the light is to low to properly draw

Vek et al
There are many styles of cafeterias throughout the lower levels of the tower. Most dedicated to different regional foods. Lectures on those regions often are taught there. Some cafeteria are generally utilitarian.
While alcohol is common in the cafeterias she learns that there are no official taverns or drinking halls in the tower.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
If there is an interesting lecture going on in a cafeteria she'll sit in. Listen to the lecturer.
Alex decides to male the first night not a late one and after a lecture and food she returns to her room. Via trump because, why not.

Vek et al
"Well, thats clever......." A thin man is sitting cross legged in the doorway, draped with the sheet. "Giitha said you had her sheet and was 10 floors up. THat makes you a student. I'm Jenks. 3rd School for life. I'm here to work a trade."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex looks st the man she nods
"I'm Rubyn just started. And trade? What kind of trade?"

Vek et al
"I'm an oathbreaker, I'll tell you that up front. Not my damn fault but it happens. I broke an oath to Grog and his friken... anyway, i can't write anything down. If I write something the item bursts into flames. Now I'll get it fixed someday but till then I have classes. 3rd School is a lot of copying and writing. What I can do is carpentry. Stone work. Painting... I could have a door up tomarrow."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex nods. In the meantime she puts some food down for her 3 pseudodragons, while listenjng to Jenks.
"So Jenks, you need someone to write and copy your schoolwork. And in the meantime you get me a door? How long for would you need my assistance?
And wouldn't my position at school be affected by helping you?
Mind you i don't say no... just want to have some more information before answering."

Vek et al
"I have about 6 papers to write. I'll say them out loud. 2 are in Ichilian. Do you speak Ichilian? You just got here i am told and its a 1st School language. I have two documents to copy. I'll read them. The librarians know about my curse. What'll I do? A door for sure. and I am open to some other stuff within reason. Im not building a Wendian Pleasure hall you know..."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex shakes her head
"I do not know the language yet but i am a fast learner.
So the librarians couldn't help you? "
She looks around then pojnts to the small window.
"Could you help fix that. Make it bigger more open so my dragons can fly in and out easier? "

Vek et al
"The Librarians will help you find a book, a scroll, a document, and they will certainly help you find a bottle of quaffing wine the drunk old frucks. None of them are above 10ths school because they all got stuck in Library Sciences. But they won't write a note or a scroll or certainly a paper for you no matter what. "

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex nods.
"Alright
So could you also help with the window? For the amount of work needed? A door and a window and i help you through school."

Vek et al
He nods. And walks to the wall, now that he has permission to enter. He takes a small hammer out and wraps the wall. "Want a window and a window seat? 2m wide and tall. , 1m deed. We can figure out the window later but have the top half able to open at least. These garrets get stifling hot in the summer. Door with a lock. I'll walk you over to the storage. They have a thousand years of tables and bunks and trunks and bedframes. Sure you can find furniture there. "

Alexandra Dejana Mira
"Sounds good. A window with a window seat. Can use all the space i can get.
And yes it needs some airing then if it gets so hot.
And please storage sounds great. Don't need much. A little desk or table to write on would be great though. Since i just got myself more work." She winks.

Vek et al
THe next day he brings up hammers and tools. He has also chalked an area on the ground, 12 floors below so people don;t ger hit with stuff he tosses out.
He starts knocking things out, tossing things down. He then brings up carved wood trunk, with a bench.
"Ok, in time I can build a 4mx3m balcony. But that will take a lot of work to build baack home before moving here. Till then, chest with a padded seat. Wood door opening half up, giving lots of breeze. Door with a lock on the front.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex looks around she nods impressed.
"Well as you work perhaps i can start to copy some work for you. Then we are both busy with our respective parts of the deal. "
"It does start to look like a nice place. "

Vek et al
He nods and says, "I'll start reciting. Venki Fairhand's Working of Winds. Page one......"

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex aits at a little writing spot and starts to write in her very fine handwriting ((i imagine as a very skilled artist she has learned this as well)).
The recited words. In the meantime she learns new things as well.

Vek et al
He speaks common slowly so you get every word

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex diligently works on the writing.
She looks at her white dragon now and then inviting him to her shoulder to read along. He loves to try and read of course.
She keeps.up the writing as long as he speaks the words. And wants to stay busy with her room.
Does Alex understand what she isnl writing down?

Vek et al
He smooths the walls and plasters them. Sitting and talking for her to write. He feeds the dragons bits of cheese and they start to like him despite being coarse.
The subjest matter is about the differant types of winds and how they are generated. It sound like later books might talk about controling local wind.
the second day he hangs the door. It fits, despite being a bit out of square. It hasa a simple locke

Alexandra Dejana Mira
When the door hangs she make sure to bring some more food and drinsk inside her room. Apparently needing to invite and host for guests when a door is there.
While he is busy hanging and fixing the door Alex of course writes.
Assuming this work for him might take a while Alex will keep her promise and write what she can now for him.

Vek et al
He takes her to a huge storage area. He says its where everything in the cells of dead bards or bards who gave up cells gets tossed. There is a little bit of everything.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex picks a simple barrel like table few stools not chairs somethign she can easily stack away ina corner. A simple drawercabinet with a flat top that can also function as writing surface next to be storage.
Something that can function to hold up her bed roll but also be a storage space.
"This should do. More wouldn't fit anyway. Lets get the stuff up."

Vek et al
He pulls out a book case. "You'll be getting books. And your dragons will havea place to sleep on top

Alexandra Dejana Mira
"Good point."
Looking at the stuff she ponders uf she wants to take rhe long route or the perhaps bit cheaty way.
Looking at Jenks she shrugs.
"20 floors is high up. Do you mind me using a little trick to get up faster? "

Vek et al
"You got a trick that makes this easier on my back? Lets see it!"

Alexandra Dejana Mira
"It's how i suddenly appeared in my room while you were waiting there.
We still.have to carry stuff just not as far."
With tbat she turns takes out a trump but keeps it low enough so it will hopefully not show to clearly to Jenks what it is. She then focuses to open rhe trumpgate.

Vek et al
He looks.."Quite a trick...." He starts moving furniture in. He lets her possition things. It took him 3 days to do what looked like reasonably heavy labor. But he took breaks and brought food and cheese to do dictation.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
If there is onlu copying and dictating work to be done Alex will be focused on that then, in a now way more comfortable place to stay.
She does ask in between.
"So when is this curse of being an oathbreaker done? Can it eventually be lifted?"

Vek et al
"Once I make it out of third School I plan to go to Eldimior. Lots of wizaeds there. I'll take 4th school and see if I can make some friends. "

Alexandra Dejana Mira
"Sounds like a plan
Well happy to help with a good deal.
And i'm.syre friendships cab be made."

Vek et al
without the second window. Call that an inset book shelf with a small dragon weyr.
Throughtout the week it took to finish he went over and about. He inset a book case, paneled the floor. Built the window/ Mainly to keep taling for her to write.
He also cut a small fireplace that he said is not typical but the wall was thin enough.
After he is done and she is done he is delighted by the work. Wishes her well. Tells her that his 3rd floor will be available when he leaves. But with her card trick, a 12th floor is not bad. even if it can be cold

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex thanks him as well for the marvelous work. And now this room is so wonderful she'll keep it.
After the deal is all done and they go their own ways again.
Alex feels she needs to be more active outside.
First she renews her trump of her room.
Then she locks her door and goes outside. Now the window is big enogh the dragons can come and go as they please.
It is time for Alex to show her face more, sit in on lectures and listen to other bards play.

Vek et al
Gaitha keep showing up. She seems less threatened by Alex
one evening a week later, after meeting a few people and attending a few lecture she has Gaitha and a couple othe 1st school girls enjoying hospitality though both brought extra bottles of wine and cheese to have Alex store them.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
If it is not to excessive Alex will store some things for the girls.
They girls and Gaitha are very much welcome when she is in her room.
Alex will.make sure she has always food and wine on the table.
Alex will also ask what their plans are at college, what directions they take.
She tries not to be to motherlu, but she does care so more a sisterly care.

Vek et al
Gaitha shows up nightly. Not talking about her day, what she did to make her coin. But she talks about afternoon lectures.
The other 1st school girls are as confused as Alex

Alexandra Dejana Mira
If Gaitha doesn't want to share, then Alex will nogt push. She does give her all the space and respect if she wants tk share.
But discussing lectures is fun and educational either way.
She does ask what all thr girls do. With music, writing and such.
And if they have dared to play their work in public yet.

Vek et al
Late one eve is a tenative knock at the door.

Vek et al
Opening the door is and elderly man in worn clothes. His fingertips black with in. His head bald and his beard white.
Leaning in he says, "Little Sister, is there a chair i might use? I brought wine and it will go well with any cheese you have. I have no desire to disrupt your gathering but i thought it time we met." He has a book pouch with a key on one side of his belt. A pencil fit and knight on the other, he has leaned a walking stick outside he door.
Looking to the girls, their eyes are wide is surprise.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex of course always polite and friendly, invites thebman in.
"Please come in. "
Seeing the reaction of the girls she is very curious now.
Alex puts some more food in the table and an extra (selfmade) glass for the wine.

Vek et al
He steps in, putting three bottle on the table, dusty with age.
"I am Alkien. A scribe. I was so interested in meeting you. I am afraid I have shocked your friends. Please ladies, uncork those so they can breath. I am afraid my job here has shocked your friends. The yellow is drinkable now. A pale mead."
He says in Thari, "And there are things we can talk about while they pour."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
She smiles at her friends
"You know where all the stuff is."
This time Alex looks shocked.
In Thari she replies
"I had not really expected to hear that language anytime soon here.
What did you want to discuss?"

Vek et al
"I had not expected to feel the touch of the pattern. And the Greater one at that. I never moved that high.. Once i was Martin. But its been many ages since then. I have lived longer as Alkien then I ever did Martin. Still, I thought it important to regard you and let you know that if you are in need, I am at your service. I shall not interfere with you."
He lays a coin with a hole on the table. Turning he gives a similar but smaller one to Gaitha and the two girls. They look at them wide eyed.
"Keep a couple of those bottles stocked away for when we talk. For any time I can be of service. "

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex looks surprised, slightly shocked
She looks thr man over again. Recalling the image of Martin from her Amber she tries to place them together.
She can't help but chuckle.
In Thari she says
"I had not expected Martin would end up as a scribe. My apologies might seem rude but i try to place the Martin i know next to you.
Though i know it doesn't work like that. There will always be differences.
I thank you for your offer Alkien, and i appreciate the discretion. Just here to hopefully make it as a bard."
She looks at the wine and the girls.
In the common language she continues
"We, well not really Gaitha she knows what she si doing. But the rest of us are trying to find our way here. "

Vek et al
He nods, "We all just have to make our way....It was pleasant to meet you ladies. 1st School is a good time to learn letters, lettering scribal arts. Come and let me teach you those and ill give you all the larger coins. A clean clear writing hand will make your life easier as a bard. "
He nods and exits

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex lets him out and inclines her head politly at her leaving guest.
She then turns to the ladies and nods.
"He is right. It has helped me alot. Clean and neat handwriting. "
She poors some more wine for all who wants.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
After a good night of drinking and talking and making sure all are returned safely to their rooms.
Alex sleeps.
The next day she will look for new lectures perhaps she can even catch on of Fort.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex will also try to figure out what the code of conduct is for playing music in public around the tower

Vek et al
There are lots of methods from formal group classes to one on one sessions. There are also lots of other ways like small groups and concert groups.
A common way to make coin is setting out a hat in public parks, playing in taverns, joininig small oncert groups\

Alexandra Dejana Mira
I think for Alex it is fitting she starts her music playing solo, in song and violin, in a nice part of the park so her dragons can fly about as well.

Vek et al
As the people in the businesses of the city go about their business many stop and listen as the woman plays and the dragons flit about

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Her days will get a bit more structured.
Alex will attend classes, lectures during the day, before dinner she'll spend a good time in the library reading up on several things. After dinner Alex and her dragons and perhaps now and the one of the other girls or all of them will play new material or improved material in the park.

Vek et al
In time the habit she sets up is very differant from anything she knew before. Forgetting her weapons comes as a surprise to herl2

Alexandra Dejana Mira
At first being shocked to have forgotten her weapons but soon she enjoys the feeling she doesn't need them. She is not always needed to be readu to fight or hunt.
She enjoys some less tense living.
And as she enjoys that feeling more she feels more free to perform. If they don't like it she'll hear it anyway.
Writing more new material for song and violin. Writing stories drawing pictures with it.

Vek et al
Its common for players to match up on occasion or more often. Gaitha likes dropping by Rubyn's spot to join her with piccolo. One day she asks is Alex can come with her? She is buying something and wants someone tall to make the seller not echeat her."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex of course will.help Gaitha. And she enjoys the moments they are playing together.
"So what did you buy, and why are afraid they will cheat you?:

Vek et al
"Well, they deal in stolen goods. Ive brought them stuff over the years. I don't think they are gray guild..They have something i want but 6 gold rings is way too much for it 2 gp is good. Its broken and has no strings. But I need a big person to go with me.."
SHe looks sad, "6 Gold rings is 600 rats... its taken years to get that much. People don't chip in for piccolo players but its all my hands can hold. Except for a kneife or a rat hook."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex studies Giatha.
"Okey, if you say 2gp is a fair price i'll go with you and have them not cheat you.
So you sold rats to them or did you actually sell stolen goods tk them?"
Alex tries to sound casual.

Vek et al
As they walk she says, "I Rat on the docks. A good fat rat brings a copper when cleaned. I then tan the hide over on Tannery row. 10 good rat hides go for a copper. It costs a lot to cover school costs. Over only brought them stuff when things were to good not to steal"

Alexandra Dejana Mira
"Alright, so do you manage the costs for school that way or is it difficutl?"
Alex realizes her luck, school being payed for her and she had no issues with getting stuff from somewhere.
"And i won't tell of the other stuff. I get you need to make ends meet."

Vek et al
"They call me Dock Warden because ive been hunting rats for 3 years. I brought something to these guys that was worth enough to cover tuition my first year. Since then...its hard. Sometimes I go up to the Swells, the rich people area and pick a few pockets. I do that as tuition comes around"

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex nods thoughtfully
"I see. Well usually the rich ar less bothered if stuff gets missing. "
"How do other people manage? To pay tuition? I'm sure you're not the only one struggling?"

Vek et al
"They walk. Schools are usually far apart. They travel from one to another. On the way they sing, they play, they tell the news. They work farms. They do anything really to make coin. Don't let how crowded the tower is make you think the whole city is bards. There are a lot of sailor bards. They sign on as sailors for trips all over the globe. Its good money but hard work. They sign on with merch guilds. Anyone except CHAD of course. They join churches. Ya do what you gotta do.

Vek et al
Eventually she takes Alex into a dark shop lit by dim glowing lights. ITs dusk. 3 disreputable figure sit about the shop. around is all kinds of junk. A pawn shop filled with pawned itens and stolen items. One laughs, "Its the Rat Girls! So is this your big sister? She the one skinning cats?"
"Bastard... Hes Ruckus...He owns the place. Let me see my harp!!"
The guy says, "Well, its my harp but we have had some interest in it. The price is 10 gold rings. " THe harp he hands her is much more beaten up then the picture and its missing strings.
"NO!!! YOU SAID 6!!!!! AND THATS TOO many!!! i HAVE 6!!!!!! "
Rukus says, "Sorry Rat Girl. Its 10 gold rings today. Say... How about we take the 4 gold rings off your sister here in trade. How about it big sister? "

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex listens to the exchange between Giatha and Ruckus.
She looks thr harp over and nods.
"So for those 6 gold rings i of course assume you will be adding strings. Tuning it and of course fix the resonant box and the lacquer. Yes?
A businessman like you can see that is only fair for such a price.
But of course i have to first inspect the strings if they are not to dried up or moldy"
For now ignoring the part of the trading Alex of bit.

Vek et al
The three laugh, "You must be the funny rat sister. If we did all that it would sell for 30. Its 10, as is."
Gaitha said, "BUT YOU SAID I COULD HAVE IT!!!!!!!" A tear sounds in her yelling."
Ruckus leans down toward her, "ITS 10 rings. So go killl some rats or steal something or get big sister to cover it.!!!"
Gaitha looks arond wildly, her heart breaking, holding the harp in both hands. She whispers, "steal something......" She turns and bolts out the door. The fences look surprised then start laughing.
One says, "Get her!" Two large rotwielers eleap out from under the table chasing Gaitha into the street.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Seeing Giatha screaming and nearly crying she feels, sorry for Giatha her desperation and anger towards the men.
When the Rottweilers are send after Giatha she turns and runs after her. Alex can handle Rottweilers but she fears Giatha might not.
Sprinting as fast as she can to catch up to Giatha.
Alex her plan is to take both Rottweilers their scruff in hand and pull them down and out of Giatha her way. Letting Giatha escape.

Vek et al
She can easily grab a pair of dogs, She is holdign them casually as she eturns to see the three fences rungin, knives in both hands

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex walks back with the two rottweilers in hand. She tells the dogs sharply to sit. Emphasize on the hard sounds.
Looking st the fencers she shakes her head.
"You will leave this be.
I have returned you your dogs.
Those knives will not help you.
It will only end in tears and some doctor bills. Which surely will become more then the outrageous profit you just lost."
If the dogs sot and remain sitting she'll lettl their scruffs go and pet their heads gently. ((Still an animal person))
"Trust me. It is not worth it."

Vek et al
(Hard sounds and psyche domination?)

Vek et al
Ruckus yells, "Lets see what kind of bard are you? " He moves in stabing low with the left and rising the right arm high.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Hopefully they react to the hard sounds if not then she commands them again with a touch of psyche
Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex stands ready for the man to attack. She waits till he is close enough to not be able and switch tactics.
Alex sidesteps to the man's left making it harder to stab with the right. And as she steps she does a well placed punch in the side and an elbow to the left kidney.

Vek et al
Ruckus, having human stats, crumples to the ground. his companions stop suddenly, having a lifetime of running into seriously trained warriors. They stay back, slipping knives into thier sheathes

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex doesn't act further either. She points to the dogs and Ruckus.
Hoping she hasn't killed him.
"You took a gamble and lost, take them back and leave it be."

Vek et al
"Rat Girl owes us 20. Tell her to stay away from the Maze or the Groin till that's paid off. Thats the vig. Interest is one a week. She never did anything this stupid'
Alexandra Dejana Mira — vandaag om 04:08
"She owes you nothing, you leave this be. You tried to rip her off with that piece of firewood. "
Alex looks the dogs over ir they at least have been treated well. She disguises her looking over by petting them.
"She has a big sister now willing to defend her. So let this go. It's best for all of us."

Vek et al
They start backing away, "This isn't over.. " Then they turn and move away fst

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Did they take Ruckus and the dogs wirh them?

Vek et al
They took Ruckus. Looking at the dogs she sees them looking at her with deep watery eyed devotion.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex looks at the dogs, then back at where the guys left to.
She sighs.
"Well i live in a small room but we'll make it work i guess."
If her dragons are around her she introduces them to the dogs.
"And please play nice."
Alex returns to the tower. Hoping to dind Giatha and talk to her.
Alex is now curious why this harp is so important to her to risk her life on it.

Vek et al
She finds Gaitha in her tiny chamber. Having seen it once she had not visited again. Despite having a window seat it is little more then a 2 m across and 2 m deep. It has her bed set up in the window a tiny chair and table. It has a elong small trunk. It is dark but run down.
She sits in hte windoe seat grasping the harp to her chest when Alxe finds her.
"Please don't hate me....I'm sorrry.... so sorrry.. I just ...they keep changing the price... its so... so much rat blood just to get what i have..No one pays to hear the piccolo ...I'm sooo sorry Rubyn....I'll understand if you hate me just don't take my harp away...please...."
SHe continues to whimper and plead

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex tells the dogs to wait in the corridor she then enters the the room carefully. A sisterly smile on her face.
She kneels down near Giatha.
"I get your frustration, i will not take the harp away. It is yours. "
She lays a hand on Giatha's shoulder.
"I do not hate you, i am not angry.
I am however, worried.
The first time i saw you, you were carrying that door.you had found. Fixing it in place. I saw a strong young lady fending for herself.
It was stupid of me not to ask further about you. "
She sits down on the ground near Giatha.
"Tell me, why is this harp so important to you, to risk your life."

Vek et al
"I don't know. It was in their junk pile. It was my size. They said I could have it for 3 Silver rings. It had strings then. I played it...It made me so happy. I came around leaving copper rings against buying it. They the price would go up. They they said someone broke the strings but i know they did it...5 silver rings.. 6 silver and 7 copper... no matter how much i gave them they kept raising the price... They have 2 goldrings worth of my rat money.. I stole things for them because they said they would smash it to pieces if i didn't.. "
SHe whimpers.
"Then today.... not just 6.... I have 4 goldrings worth.. They want 10... I... i... I'm so sorry."
As she whimpers a rotwieler steps and puts its head lovingly in her lap."
Alexandra Dejana Mira — vandaag om 04:55
Alex pats the dogs head who comforts Giatha.
"They are crooks, and general assholes. They used your love for something to control you. Some people are evil like that. "
Alex thinks for a moment then a smile appears.
"I might have an idea to fix your harp. It is a long shot. And it may take a bit. But if i fix this for you. Promise me. Leave those guys be. They are still very upset. And i'm sure Ruckus will as well when he ever wakes up. "
Alex carefully and gently wipes away Giatha's tears.
"Don't be sorry, they drove you to a breaking point. Assuming they could keep using you, they miscalculated the fact you have a protective sister."
Alex winks. She then stands.
"I have to go to my room for a moment. Stay here i think your new friend will.keep you company. May i have the harp for a moment? You will get it back."

Vek et al
She gives it to Alex, afraid she will give it back to the fences. She bets the dog's head as it climbs into the window bed with her.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex nods and smiles.
"Be back in a bit."
To the dog she says
"Keep her warm and safe."
With the other dog and her dragons and harp in hand she trumps up to her room.
Making sure the door is closed she calls for Akgleax. With the hope she can reach her from here, and in the calling making clear she has a potential deal to make

Vek et al
Moments pass and a second and third call is made. Then a sparkling light begins and a chuckle. Moments later she begins appearing..
"Alexander!! mY FRIEND!!! What a surprise!!!"\

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex smiles
"Akgleax how lovely to see you, thank you for answering my call.
How have you been?"

Vek et al
"Oh thhe Illuminar are a wacky crew. silly and serious....

Alexandra Dejana Mira
"That is an interesting combination."
Still holding the harp Alex looks at it then back at Akgleax
"Can i bother you for a deal?"

Vek et al
"Of course! Who is this poor broken friend of yours?

Alexandra Dejana Mira
"This belongs to a very sad young lady a few floors down. She worked hard to buy it, but then fencers kept upping the price and mistreating the instrument. But the young lady felt such joy playing it when it had still strings. I want to make it right for her.
And who else to ask then you."
"Could you make it better? I will pay the price so the young lady can continue her bard college unencumbered."

Vek et al
She looks it over...."Its Beloved. Hmmmm.,... There are a few problems but nothing some glue couldn't fix. Nothing structural. I can feel its owner...I can give you sandpaper, buffing wax. And in a few days strings. Silver ones and gut strings, It will take its Beloved to restore it the right way."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex frowns.
"It was in a pawnshop. I do not know who it's beloved is.
How can i find out?"
She smiles
"And you know me never shy of doing work with my hands."
She nods to Akgleax
"What will it cost?"

Vek et al
SHe holds it, "I see a small girl, worn with hard work. Her mind full of music. The blood of tiny lives on her hands... a hunter.. Hunted her self. Holding the harp, pouring her hopes and dreams and mind into it. She is not far from here.
oh by the Wishers.... Alex, where have you brought me?"

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex nods
"That is the girl who i ask your help for. Her name is Giatha. She is downstairs a few floors.
Oh and to answer that last question, we're at the bardic college in Wall.
Is that a problem?"

Vek et al
"Wall? The college at Wall? On Tosa? You owe me nothing. Just let me walk out the door. If I can stay i will help your friend restore th harp"

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex nods
"Oh before we leave my room. There is someone intereted in meeting you as well. Fortunadus. He, she, should be here."
Alex then unlocks the door.
"Oh i go by Rubyn here."
She then opens the door.
"Lets meet Giatha i'm sure she will be an eager student to learn to restore her harp."

Vek et al
Gaitha is sitting with the rotwieler weeping when Alex and Akgleax enter her room. She looks up at the harp in Akgleax's hand. She stands. Akgleax walks up and kneels, "Is this yours? ITs a very pretty harp. My name is Akgleax. I am an expert worksman and can help repair and restore it. Have you seen Alex's Blue Violin? I made that. I dont want to 3judst do it, i wannt to show you how t do it. Would you like that?"
Gaitha looks wide eyed to Alex. "Really?"

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex smiles and nods
"Yes Gaitha, if you want to learn from someone Akgleax is the best, she has the greatest love for music, bit like you. She can and will help you. If you accept"
She then looks at Akgleax, "Lets keep my name Rubyn for now okey? It's how i'm registered here."
Alex calls her blue violin to hand, Gaitha has seen it before but to put emphasis on the great workmanship of Akgleax.

Vek et al
Gaitha smiles, "Oh yes! Oh yes!" She reaches and brings the damaged harp into her lap

Alexandra Dejana Mira
"There you go, Gaitha, stay away from the Maze, from the Groin, the people there might still be a bit. touchy on you taking your harp back.
Akgleax, you can for now use my room if you need a place to sleep. "
"Do you need anything to start? if not i'll leave you two to restoring the beauty of this instrument."

Vek et al
Akgl smiles, "I have my tools.. None of the wood is rare so I should be able to summon it. The little one ad I should be fine."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
ALex inclines her head to Akgleax. And gives a wave to Gaitha
"Then i will leave you to do what you do best, thank you again i am so grateful you are willing to help this young one filled with love for music. "
Alex raises a sisterly finger
"Gaitha, listen well to Akgleax, and don't forget to feed the dog, he seems to taken a liking to you."
With that Alex leaves with the other dog and her dragons in tow, to probably play some music in the park.

Alexandra Journals

Alexandra Journals

2023-07-08T19:39:44Z

Alvah:

Duncan and Alex talk on Duty

2023-07-08T17:44:39Z

Alvah: Created page with "Alexandra Dejana Mira "Duncan, whats your relationship with Zach? Are you two okey or are there past tensions? In case we do run into him later?" Vek et al "We..."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
"Duncan, whats your relationship with Zach? Are you two okey or are there past tensions? In case we do run into him later?"

Vek et al
"Well, we're cousins...."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex looks slightly sarcastic at Duncan... raised eyebrow and all.
"Well that doesn't answer a thing.
I know some of the family really like to hang ojt together... some of them really got together. "
She points her finger between them with a quick brow wiggle.
"And there are those who want to get together if it means hugging each other with blades between the ribs and such... "
A slight chuckle. 
"I was just thinking of before going to Hepplewhite's after we done our adventure trip. If we should give Zach a heads up we are coming over.
Give him a chance to flee or be there. Whatever is his preference. "
She looks up at Duncan taking his hand and wrapping his arm around her.
"You kmow when the news came out that i was one of Brand's kids. He was the first to contact me and offer me a... well job is big word. He offered me a chance to explore and feel useful.
On the other hand you knew of course. But your dad had broken us up. "

Vek et al
"Zachary and Vance and I spent some time together along time before Benedict discovered him. He had done his Star Trek world already but hadn't gone back to live it the way Benedict found him. We did a bridge between prop driven WW2 planes and early jets. An extended conflict that was fought mainly in the air. Sweet, maneuverable fighter plans. Vance was a natural at them. Zach and I got quite good at them."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex chuckles
"Ah men and planes... i know Asher is very much into that as well. Flew once with him in a fighter plane. 
Do not know if i would make it my occupation for a while."
Turning to Duncan she smiles
"But also coild be that i have not been raised or brought in contact with any technology higher then steampowered stuff i guess.. might have to ask Vance for a ride on one of his... planes? Fighterjets? I don't know what its called within Vulsara.
Though i doubt it could beat a dragonride."
Laying her head agajnst his shoulder she shrugs.
"But no time after this vacation duty calls again. Can't spend to much time away.

Vek et al
He agrees, "I know. Time is relative. In Amber doubly so. We haven't been gone too long. And..the trap Random set hasn't been sprung yet. So we are waiting a bit longer.."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex looks up surprised..
"What??? Trap? What are you talking about."
She then thinks and clearly an idea pops up.
"Jaque.. his group. He'll try and assume power while we're out. He was clear in his disliking of my position and he kept complaining about the way yhings were done.
But don't get me wrong. He has followers but not all. People can get hurt. Please tell me some measurements of defense have been workdd out. "

Vek et al
"Jaque? Maybe. But that's not who Random is fishing for. Benedict, me, Gerard, Caine all on vacation at the same time? Looks like Random is a king lazy on home defense, over confident of his position. An impression he is pushing on several Golden Circle realms to stir up the rebellious in nature. There are always a few shadows close to home just a hair away from treason. Its hard to seeit sometimes because of the nature of shadow. So we are faking an opening, see who swings for it."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex looks at Duncan as if she sees water burning.. or perhaps anything stranger.
"Thats insane. Why? So they make a hasty attempt. But what are the chances some actually have prepared a long time and this was perfect timing for them? "
She steps out of his arms and looks quite stressed at this.
"I know greater minds then i have thought about these things. But the people that could get hurt in such a foolish attempt? Have you thought about that? Those in the crossfires...
Just to see who might be having a treasonous itch? "
She bites her tongue to stop rambling.
"Yeah nothing i can do.... just wait with the rest of you..."

Vek et al
"Have you heard of the Trabaline? A massive shadow system. Huge. Its tech level is equal to Ambers. Ships, troops. A form of aerial warfare using magically powered triplanes. They hated Amber. About a thousand years before patternfall this shadow gathered all its people into a religious war and came roaring into Amber with almost a million troops, horses, ships, planes, and legions. Have you heard of this great war Amber fought?"

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex frowns thinking hard if she had heard or read about it. She then shakes her head.
"No i do not think i've heard of it. But might have missed it in the library. What does it have to do with this situation? Tactics?"

Vek et al
"Oh they hated Amber. They were Unicorn cultists too and felt the Amberites worshipped the Unicorn wrongly. And their shadow was extremely close to us too. They dedicated their whole shadow to destroying Amber, brought their forces in by sea east of Ober and east of the Green Waters. Came roaring in through Arden killing anything they could. They bombed Rebma from above with a flotilla of ten thousand ships. They had a history of hating Amber that lasted a thousand years in their realm. Care to guess why you never heard of them and why they are not in the history books or why their tactics are not taught at Rasak?"

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Looking in a mix of a bit annoyed and not yet convinced she shrugs.
"I don't know. Did it even happen? Or were they diverted to a shade?
Perhaps nothing is recorded to prevent repeating from others.. many reasons why it would not have been recorded... but i bet you are going to tell me." She says with a bjt of a smile

Vek et al
He frowns," We had never heard of them. The first we knew of the attack was when some children playing on the reef at the Green Water found the ships wrecked on the rocks and alerted the navy. Well, they told their dads who were in the navy. They went and found them and then passed it up the chain till Gerared and Caine went and looked. After that Julian and I went and found their land forces. Llewella found their forces that were attacking Rebma. "

Vek et al
He shakes his head. "The Trabaline were 2 centimeters tall and breathed an argon heavy air. Once they followed trails toward Amber they got to a shadow close to Amber they suffocated. Their ships were under a third of a meter tall.. The rocks on the Green Waste looked like a cargo ship full of toys had been dashed. In Arden the poor dead things had probably been there for months. Tiny, dehydrated dead soldiers and horses. Benedict came back from shadow to examine them. He said they were extremely well organized. Extremely well prepared. Lots of food animals and spare equipment. Lots of support troops. If they had been two meters tall and breathed our air they would have been formidable. Oberon wasn't sure if he was joking or not."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex frowns and tilts her head
"Okey that almost does sound like a joke. But then again all is possible within shadow. But what does it have to do with this situation? We know of many shadows around Amber and its people so they could form a threat. "

Vek et al
"Random believes that if there is an enemy we don't know about ready to make war it is better to let them think he is unready and get them to jump then to wait till they are able to fight us when we are at our best. How long do you think it would take Benedict, Gerard, Caine, you and I to get to Amber if we needed to? How long do you think troops trained by Ben and Gerard would take to mobilize if they are just at home with family, within running distance of horse and ship? Are the Rangers less prepared because we are here? Jaque is Jullian...He can manage a war in Arden for the 3 minutes it takes us to get there. Same in every other arm of the service. Benedict is on vacation fighting some war in shadow for fun. The Army is still there. Hell, Bleys is in the castle. He could lead the armies of Amber for the hour it took Ben to change uniforms and show up on the field."
"Us being out of Amber does not make it less safe. It would take some big damn magic to put Amber in danger and that might happen even if we were all in the Royal Hall for court."

Vek et al
'By the way, this is Random's plan, not Benedict's. Ben is...annoyed...but a vacation is a vacation."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
"It didn't sound like a plan of Benedict. But okey i can see the point and the tactics. I just have to move my mindset more to the fact i can be there any second.
Though inwould be a drop in the bucket compared to those you just named. When it comes to tactical support. But i csn help. And will damn well fight for Amber and her people. "
She sighs and runs a ahnd through her red curls.
"Okey okey i am not worried. As long as no call has gone out to head back we're good. And can enjoy free time."

Vek et al
He kisses her forehead, "I know. In the end its not the enemies we know that are a danger to us. Azcala is our main danger and even it isn't the enemy we expected years ago. They came out strong but when they sent Puma and Jaguar cultists to kill citizens of Amber in the allys of the city they really shoved a cactus up their own arses. Random saw the primal Eagle land at Cabra and between he, Ben, Julian, Bleys, Alro, Caine, and Delwin have been running a covert war in Azcala ever since. Random has a three front cold war going on against them and its all cardplaying and misdirection. He called in CHAD to be the face of the war and do all the killing and dying fighting Azcala. He had Delwin in Azcala practically from the day the Key was released learnign about the people and as it turns out, creating a couple kids to be part of their royal line. He has Finndo unlocking their magics and subverting thier sigil. In 50 years Tonacat's whole riegn is falling apart. Hell we have a son of his and several of his grandchildren working for us. And Delwin has been supplying the Azcalan rebels on one hand and seducing one of Tonacat's daughters on the other. As for our other enemies, Flora is wooing Maylon with grandmotherly kindness and Bleys and Brand are dealing with their mother. We have two Princes of Regor practically trying to hand us the whole kingdom if their Father retires. All of that is politics dear. You and I are the tip of the sword. When it comes to fighting we can get there in minutes."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Smiling at the kiss she looks up at Duncan a slight smile
"Plans within plans within plans. Politics and cardplay are so close to one and another. No wonder Random is so good at it."
Alex sinks in thoughts then nods
"And here i figured i could mean something for things like with Regor or Arden. But it is no matter that i am a guard an elite or a daughter of Brand. My function stays the same. Just more people will be watching my actions and moves. "
She smiles bright at Duncan.
"It is a soothing thought. It is what i know to do and what i can do. I am a trained soldier. And i live for duty and for Amber... so i'm good with it. I do not need to know all tactics. I should not step above my station and be curious."

Vek et al
He frowns, "You disregard yourself too much, dear. 'And here i figured i could mean something for things like with Regor or Arden' You are vitally important to Amber, to me, to Arden. I blame your mother for her cavalier treatment of you growing up making you think so little of yourself. It angers me when i hear her speaking through you. Our role in Arden is to protect the people of Arden as much as to protect Amber. IN those roles you are more important in many ways then I am. Almost no one would bring a complaint to me. Never to Julian. But you have a greater strength to see what is in the best interest of the people of Arden then I ever will. Maybe growing up in the warrior class of Amber makes you more approachable even now. Fres is a card player too.."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
On her turn Alex frowns to Duncan.
"My mom has the best in mind for me. I am sure. And the way she raised me has been with the best interest. I am loyal to Amber. To Arden. To the royal family."
She says that with such a stern look and rehearsed voice. It is clear she has said this alot in her life. 
Shaking her head she sighs. 
"I know mom is a cardplayer. I know she has more plans and ideas then that i am aware of."
Again a hand through her hair.
"Yeah i am more one of the people then one of the royals it seems. Or well it is how alot do approach me. Maybe you are right and that is my strength."

Vek et al
Desri moved Sadashi out of the apartment next to Donovans. Didn't talk to Sadashi and sadashi probably only used it one night anyway

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Aaah i see

Vek et al
Gonna see how Donovan likes being smothered.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Whahahaha well Donovan choose for this

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex does laugh at something Duncan said.
"And still not many see the worth of me or believe i can fulfill the function of Second Warden."

Vek et al
"I think you are mistaken. Deeply mistaken. I have said so and you don't believe me. Do you think I would allow anyone as Second warden unable to fulfil that role or to fulfil mine? Do you think Random would purposefully put someone in your role as a lark? You are young but there is great strength in you, great power. Great intellect. You think people do not see you as worthy? I tell you it is that many people who do not like you as second are afraid of what a position of authority like that might turn you into. A force to be reckoned with, politically, personally, physically, and ,magically. If you think people doubt your abilities i tell you they are afraid you can do what is required and much more. As I know you can. Now, a fixed wing has great maneuverability but an ultialight has more openness. Hang gliders or Sail planes are what Random likes so i suggest we start there. What say you, beloved?"

Vek et al
"Oh...Sail planes can be two seaters as well."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex looks at Duncan wondering. She does hear his words and a slight smile appears with a firm nod.
"I think i understand what you mean, dear.
That what Random told me that people have been against me in this position might be indeed what you said. People who might see purely the past ambitions of my father. Or his insanity. My mothers wit and political actions. Some might purely see the Abyssal Mark which might in their minds one day corrupt me. "
She inhales deep and exhales with a more relaxed face.
"I know where my strengths are and i will always try and do the right thing. "
A grin hearing their options.
"Sail planes... is that anything with water. If yes then Hanggliders it is.. and to be honest feels more like a flight like dragons have."

Vek et al
"The procure shows sail planes off Desert mountains.. Atlas Ariel excursions it is.. We are spoiled by dragon flight of course, but its a differant feel"

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex laughs
"Ah yes dragon flight. But might be fun for my pseudodragons to be able to fly along us. I am thinking of getting my white dragon. But a good chance he is just enjoying himself in our little reading nook in the library. Reading everything he can get his talons on. "
She nods
"Lets get flying!"

Vacation in Alamond

2023-07-08T12:53:05Z

Alvah: Created page with "Vek et al She says, "I and mine perform at the Temple of Salindoasa, on Yellow turnings. You would be welcome to join. Now, Lady of Amber?" Alexandra Dejana Mir..."

Vek et al
She says, "I and mine perform at the Temple of Salindoasa, on Yellow turnings. You would be welcome to join. Now, Lady of Amber?"

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex stands up and takes with great care the violin.
She then takes seat on the appointed place. She is still torn between two songs.
The song she wrote for Jasmine she promised Jasmine to write and perform one day. Or the one about knowledge kept... she smiles why not bring a good gesture forth like Duncan.
With closed eyes she starts her first notes of the song of Jasmine.
((have not written it myself yet RL but you'll get it soon.))
She plays it through and surprising only shed one or two tears.
With a slight smile she then brings the tone to the next song.
She performs the next song remembering her travel with the scholars with a smile.
When she is doen Alex brings down the melody to calmly flow away.

Vek et al
Honoli smiles, "ah... Eastern music... wonderful.. Wonderful.. The instrument is yours. Hold a moment." She kneels and touches the violin and it feels slight changes to perfectly fit Alexandra. "If you are here on a yellow turn, please come visit the temple and join the orchestra for a day."
==='''Blue Guitar'''===
*1 Extra Hard
*1 Ability-Molded to Duncan. Always in tune.
*1 Ability-Summon to Hand.
you don't pay the points. ITs just how the thing rates.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Awesome thank you
Alex smiles and politly inclines her head
"Thank you and when we are here then and have the time i would love to. "
She looks at her new vioin with a broad smile.
Bumping Duncan with her hip she grins
"Was a good idea of yours, dear."

Vek et al
He picks up a strap and puts a few gold dragon wings in the bowl beside it. He clips it on and slings the guitar behind his back, smiling," I feel the proper bard with such a instrument. We should find a place to play. "
On of the Spasa says, "Down past the glass workings corner is a open plaza. Its has strolling food vendors and places for playing. Galasta Busker's Square. You can make a fair amount busking there."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex smiles up at Duncan nodding to the spasa.
"That sounds like fun. And how much fun woulf it be for people seeing and hearing two Amberites play. "
She winks.
"Lets have some fun dear. "
She bows her head again to the dufiro present.
"Thank you again for allowing us to trade for these wonderful instruments. "
"And i would love to play some more on this beautiful instrument."

Vek et al
One of the Spasa says, "Lady of Amber, i can answer your question." Honali tssks at the Spasa but moves off to work on a flute at her work bench.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex frowns looking at the Spasa then raising an eyebrow as they are tssk'ed away.
She looks at Honali with a questioning look.
"Did i ask a question?"

Vek et al
She bows and says in Alex's voice, "And how much fun woulf it be for people seeing and hearing two Amberites play."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex laughs
"Ah it was more a rhetorical question something i like to find out myself." ..she bows her head once more.
"Thank you again. "
Loooking up at Duncan.
"Shall we go?

Vek et al
she shrugs, "Pity...might have been fun..." she walks to her mistress and starts handling branches ready for fluting.
Duncan steps out to the street, feeling quite the bard all of a sudden

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex nods to the Spasa with a smile and follows Duncan.
She grins at him as he shows his bardic style suddenly.
" well my musical partner in crime. Lets have some fun. "

Vek et al
"Does that busking plaza sound good? "

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex nods
"Does sound like a lot of fun. To you to? I would say in for a penny in for a pound right? And you wanted to go local." ..she grins to Duncan starting to walk the instructed direction

Vek et al
After a few moments he says, "Native.. Its strange. The abyss is right over there. Not a 1000 meters away. Yet here is a city. Look...Apartments, business, restaurants. Sure. of a chaos fashion and shaving out into shadow in a million ways... but many people born, live, and die in this place. There.. clothes...Lets go native....." He walks over and into a clothing store.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex turns as she looks at where the Abyss is or where Duncan says it is
She swallows.
This does create a sense of fear in her.
Hearing about clothing she nods quick.
."yes lets ho native in style. " she walks after him.

Vek et al
"Ah.. No....I think i'll fall down a lot..."

Vek et al
He settles on one of the two. she can pick. Brawn man in colorful kilt. Or heavy coated man

Alexandra Dejana Mira
First option would look fantastic

Vek et al
He buys both. the other might be good for evening wear.
The kilt hands his daggers as well.
her turn

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well, duncan says,"I can't tell if these are styllish or scary"

Alexandra Dejana Mira
"Lets go for the fairy jellyfish..."
"Looks just to happy to ignore"

Vek et al
the jelly fish change colors too

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Awesome!

Vek et al
Duncan and Alexandra, on the town in the String District of the Fane of ZIlla, the are for musical religions and deities..

Vek et al
Finding a place in the plaza, away from other performers but with good traffic, they start playing, riffing for each other

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex playing for fun is a whole different Alex. She just becomes one with the music and with Duncan making brilliantly musical pieces.

Vek et al
its spontaneous and they both give each other back up and solos. After a couple hours the crowd is reasonable and they have tossed a variety of coinage at their feet. Looking out they see the Spasa from Honoili's place watching, eating some kind of fried animal leg.

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex nods to the Spasa seeing them and letting them know she saw them. Not that she thinks they're hiding something.
Alex does keep focussinf on the musical.play with Duncan.
Though a worry comes to mind. Perhaps something is up... why was the Spasa so eager to asnwer the rhetorical question about performing..
Alex keeps a more vigilant eye out

Vek et al
DUncan whispers, "THat Spasa is watching... Not hiding. Listening... tossed a few of those green gems. SHould we see what she wants?"

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex nods.
"Lets perhaps they have some news to share. "
She starts making her way to the Spasa

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She bows "You play wonderfully. I would boast of it knowing the creator of the instruments you use but they only show your talents."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
A big smile on Alex her face.
"Thank you! Very kind of you to say. And hey to perform well you need the proper tools. "

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"And the proper place. While i play here often, such as you two should play in a better venue. There is a gathering tonight in the Hall of the Count of Dresdil, a musical deity from the Cynasure regions. Many dufiro attend. well... mostly spasa.. its a joint.. the Avasa act too good to slum it with us spasa.. but well.. if you played there many would gladly faint away. good food-Spasa of Growth ya know. Good drink-Spasa of Blending... good music, Spasa of song, like myself, Akgleax of Song. IF its too low for you, leave, but think of it.. THe hall is down away and into the left..." She gives direction.

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"I would only ask, if you play, that you tell them i invited you. Dufirosim trade in reputation you know..."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex looks at Duncan and shrugs
"Doesn't sound like a bad place we could at leash check it out right? And more reason for us to playnmore music."
She smiles at Akhleax of Song.
"When we join in for some music and fun we will mention you invited us
I am Alex by the way."

Vek et al
She nods, "Yes.. Alexandra, Daughter of Brand.. Duncan, Son of Julian... I have cards.."
don't let me keep you up. its the middle of my day

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Was about to say i have to get up ag 6 so i need sleep.
Please keep the story going if you feel like it. Yoi know what Alex does. Play damn good music. And steer clear of the Abyss 👻 👀
Scares her

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Later in the evening, after a nice chaotic dinner and still dressed to the nines they arrive at the temple mentioned. It is a brightly colored place that looks like a cross between a shopping mall and a rave. Several well armed creature at the door seem to be Spasa of either Combat or Defense worksing as bouncers. They look like teenagers with too much armament. After they enter the lights make a chaotic display and the music seems like a mad cacaphony.
Duncan smiles, "Don't say I never take you anyplace interesting! "
A bar area is clear and waiters walk around with trays of concoctions. A well-dressed man steps to them leans in and says under the noise, "Are you the ones Akgleax invited? Come with me. If you aren't the ones Akgleax invited follow me anyway. What could possibly go wrong?"

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex laughs hearing Duncan.
"Well you are right can't say that anymore. This isnreally something. "
To the man who leans closer to them telling to follow she nods to the question they are the ones Akgleax had invited.
"Yes we are. And sure lead the way."
She grins to Duncan.
"In for a penny in for a pound right? Lets follow this man."

She gestures to the man to show them where to go.

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The man weaves among the crowd on the main floor down a side corridor. In them are many room from the side of bed rooms to the size of a medioum sized b ar. In them people are listening to differant music. But its close to Chaos so there is a wide range of things going on. Orgies. Rammstein playing over a BDSM club. and more. as the corridor goes on it gets quieter. SOme rooms are clearly storage of boxes and barrels.
Coming to a end of a hallway is a room the size of a medium sized bar. ITs quiet at the moment. People of all knids of shapes are eating finger foods and drinking. There are a row of barrels people are dipping out of. As you look around there are also people in demonic chaos forms, chatting.. There is a n air of restlessness.
He enters, " Your host---" He points to a creature pushing through the crowds, good naturedly it seems.
"You come at the invitation of Akgleax of Song? She says you both Amberites? Musicians?" "

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex follows looking at some rooms and others she quickly glances away. She is not prude but you do not have to oogle everything of couse.
Entereing the bar and feeling the restlessness makes her look at Duncan for a moment. Then being shown the host she waits patiently till the host arrives and speaks.
When the host speaks she inclines her head politly and answers.
"Yes, Akgleax of Song has invited us." Looking at Duncan and then back at the host she nods again.
"yes both Amberites and both musicians. why the questions?"

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"Akgkeax made promises far beyond her lowly station. If she were lying she would feel my lash. But she was not... so I shant beat her. If you choose to play, she will have my word when she reaches for Avasa of Earth. I am Shlvx of Music. Avasa. Welcome Amberites. We have pig meat and duck meat. We have Hendrake War Ale and Channicut beers. Of course when have the Hall's Wine of Song.. All here came with Akgkeax's promise. We are eager if you would honor os in sound."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex frowns at the words of the big elephant like person.
Hearing then that Akgkeax her words were not fully believed she smiles.
Looking at Duncan and then back at Shlvx she incilnes her head again .
"SHe invited us to come play and we came here. To indeed play music. Thank you for your welcome, it is very much appreciated. "
Alex figures that besides hopefully having a fun place to play music together with Duncan she also makes a dufiro grateful to them.
Nudging Duncan she says.
"Lets first get a drink. And then where should we play?"

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Shlvx starts walking to the barrels, " The red barrels are Hendrake Ale, the Brown are Channicut. The bottles yonder at the house wine. a hearty quafing wine. As for where, The round in the center of the hall rotates. The stage is over there. Say where and I will clear it of attendees."
Alex sees a very drunk Akgleax squirm through the crowd, a mug in each hand. She is beaming with joy. "SEE! SEE!!!!! Shlvx, I did not lie nor boast!!! " He pats her head with his trunk. "I know little flower, i know...I won't forget. by the teats of nur's cat, i can't forget!!!"

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex nods and looks at Duncan.
"What you want to drink? Lets get a drink and get to playing seems people have been gathered specifically for us. " ..
Then seeing Akgleax drunk but her chipper self Alex chuckles to herself.
"Yes yes we came as agreed. We are getting a drink then we'll play."
Looking at Duncan.
"What do you want to start with?"

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She leaps on a chair by the barrels. "Take seats! Take Seats.. on the stage.. I'll bring tankards of each! No waiting!"
Duncan says, "I guess not all dufirosm are warlike."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex shrugs
"So it seems but then again i know very little about them"
She nudges Duncan to the stage.
"Lets get some music going you pick the starter. I'll join in."

Vek et al
She leaps and grabs tankards and expertly dips the big thing, grabs two glasses. She nabs a couple bottles and pushes through the way toward the stage."
Shlv says, "Make no mistake lord, little Akgle was born an earth elemental and is a Spasa of Earth, She can stand to battle. But its not her nature. She serves an Avasa master craftsman as I can see you know. "
Duncan nods, "Yes, we got our instruments there just today."

Alexandra Dejana Mira
Alex is just highly amused by the blue hairdled beauty who seems to be in quite the rush having them play.
She takes a tankard and takes a sip to test the strength. As during playing she has no time to test the potency of the concoctions.
Alex takes op her violin and waits for Duncan to be ready to start playing.