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Author Topic: Carry On the Dawn  (Read 141 times)

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Carry On the Dawn
« on: Sep 09, 17, 12:23:20 AM »
Goddess bless this miracle - she had no idea how she'd found such a forested paradise, but it had saved her.  She hadn't heard the beat of leathery wings, and she hadn't been found by her father... so that was something.  Of course... she had no idea of where she was... and she certainly didn't know if there was anything edible... but this spring had brought a bit more life back into her bones.  How long had it been since she'd had fresh clean water?  A few days, at least.  She hadn't been able to leave that cave for far too long.

The exhausted priestess groaned as she sat up, rubbing at her cheeks and neck as if she had just slept in the wrong position for hours on end.  Maybe she had.  She'd been feeling a bit delirious... but this place was obviously real.  A pulse of Craft made sure of that.  She wasn't caught in an illusion - or if she was, it was created by a Jewel far darker than her own.  Possible, but unlikely.

She barely caught the whisper of movement from the trees before she found her eyes travelling up tall legs to look at... well.. a member of the Blood that she'd never seen before.  A female, in leather and red fabric.  The pale skin, the blonde hair, the icy eyes... the pointed ears.  She blinked, her lips parting in surprise as the female looked her over. There was a familiar 'ping' of rose off her shields, and the female in front of her seemed a bit startled. 

But she offered a hand.  "Be at peace, Priestess... we will escort you to safety."

Well... that was better than she supposed she could expect.  There was something rather.. predatory... about the female in front of her.  She lifted her hand, accepting the hand up.  In the process of being hauled to her feet she was able to look around... to catch sight of the others that were surrounding them.  They were warriors, all of them.  She knew the look.  They were alert, and just as curious about her as she was of them.

She'd never seen anyone like them.  All of them had the fair skin and pointed ears... and all of them moved more like mountain cats than the people of her homeland.  She stumbled, a little, and found herself caught up by the strong arms of the female in front of her. "Sorry... I'm just.."

"Tired, hungry, and wounded.  We will take you to our Queen.  Shieldmaid, contact Prince Gilthoniel to tell him of our honored guest."

Honored guest?  She had to wonder if that phrase was just a fancy word for prisoner... but considering she was surrounded and had no idea of where she was, she could hardly afford to argue.  So instead she murmured her gratitude, allowing herself to be swept along the dark woods as if on some magical ride through a tale.

These woods seemed to never end... and the sky was even harder to catch sight of as the Red Cloaked females escorted her along barely visible paths.  The entrance to Solstice's city was sudden - and it was breath taking.  "All Mother be praised..."  Her eyes widened, but she had no time to take in all of the sights.  AS quickly as they entered the city, they had entered the estate.  She was escorted to a room, and left with two guards within her suite. 

At least here her aching feet could rest... and she could absorb the beauty of the place with a bit more time than a few blinks.  She could see the Craft woven into everything - the floor, the walls, the very blankets upon the bed.  Her strange eyes swept over it all, admiring and taking in all that the room had to offer before she could bring herself to observe the guards, then down at her dress.  "Er... I suppose I should clean up?"  One of the guards showed her about the room.  She was able to bathe, to dress in a clean robe... and to rest.  Perhaps she had been out in the mountains too long, but the bed was the softest thing she'd ever slept in.

It was like sleeping upon the clouds in the sky.  It was like ... like being drowned in bliss.  But at the sound of people moving about int he halls, she woke with a gasp.  There was no pulse of wings... it wasn't her father or his people - not unless they'd taken to walking.  She seriously doubted that.  Her father's people would make far more noise than this if they'd found her.  No... it was likely more of the same people that had brought her here in the first place.

Not that any of the guards had really explained where they were to her.  They hadn't said who they were, or what Territory they were within.  But from the look out the window?  At least she could see the sky - as well as the dark and yet lovely entrance to the forest that this place seemed carpeted by.  It was beautiful - and strangely terrifying.

"Are you hungry, Priestess?"

She took a breath, forcing her heart to calm before glancing at the female near the door.  "I am... and please.. Eliisa.  My name is Eliisa."

Offline Solstice Moriwen

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Re: Carry On the Dawn
« Reply #1 on: Sep 22, 17, 11:59:37 AM »
**My Queen…** was all her Master of the Guard said. Two words with the slightest of inflections to indicate that he needed her presence for some important but not dire matter. Solstice, in her study, straightened slightly, her mind focusing on her male so sharply that the weighted silence itself was all that was needed to indicate to him to continue speaking. **There is a Priestess here. The Red Cloaks found her.**

This information, presented without further details or context, was nothing abnormal and the silence between them held the slightest hue of perturbation as to why he was alerting her to this. **Elaborate,** she commanded him after a moment.

The heartbeats of quiet that followed told Solstice that Prince Gilthoniel was wrestling with how to word something, which further perturbed Solstice. Her Master of the Guard was a gruff sort of man, polished when around her, but not so inexperienced as to have simple, or complex, matters fluster him or render him speechless. Indeed, this stoic trait was one of the reasons she had allowed him to breed with her, because she knew that he would be a dependable and stout father. **She is...not of our Territory,** he eventually said.

Those simple words held a dark weight to them, a weight that made Solstice still. Her first thought was that it was impossible. Dea al Mon was closed to the other Territories. Trespassers were executed without question. But she had known Prince Espadon for decades and he was no fool. If he said the Priestess was not from the Children of the Wood, she was not.

And that was very perturbing.

Solstice rose slowly and gracefully from her desk, gliding out of her study with the same stately, unhurried pace she used at all times, with only the command of, **Escort me to her,** to her Master of the Guard, who would either assign someone to meet her or bring her there himself.

He had posted guards at the door to the suite and as Solstice approached she could see that one of the servants was attending to their foreign guest. "Are you hungry, Priestess?" the servant girl asked.

From within, Solstice heard, "I am... and please.. Eliisa.  My name is Eliisa."

Eliisa. What an odd name.

The servant went within to see to their guest and Solstice stepped into the threshold. At first look, the woman did not appear to be too different from the Dea al Mon, with pale skin and hair dark enough to be from an impure bloodline like some of the Children had. But her eyes...Solstice started with that striking golden brown and from that little detail, she noticed other things: the sculpting of the woman’s cheekbones, the golden tint to that pale skin, the red highlights to her hair. And most importantly, the blunted roundness of the woman’s ears.

The servant passed the strange Priestess a small bowl of broth and then, noticing Solstice in the doorway, stepped towards an inconspicuous spot in the room, letting the Queen take the spotlight. Solstice tipped her chin up slightly as she spoke, her words cool and without emotion. “Be welcome into the Territory of the Dea al Mon, Priestess Eliisa.” She stepped two paces forward, her fingers steepled near her waistline as she continued speaking. “You are in the Oberaula District,” she informed the woman. Then, tilting her head regally, she said, “I am Solstice Moriwen, Queen of this District.”

Solstice stepped closer, saying, “Refresh yourself first. And then, I shall ask you questions about where you came from and how you came to be here.” She waited with statuesque patience while Eliisa did as she commanded.

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Re: Carry On the Dawn
« Reply #2 on: Sep 22, 17, 12:21:36 PM »
The scent of Queen in the air struck her before the words did.  It had her hands changing the grip on her bowl of broth, though her stomach rumbled rather embarrassingly as she held off on eating.  She turned to face the door, her eyes moving to look at the pale beauty stepping through the threshold.  The female was looking her over before speaking, and Eliisa was grateful for the quiet...

Because the look of the woman caught of her off guard.  Such pale skin, and hair... that could happen.  But the ears?  That still struck her as so strange. The coolness of that voice had her startling, just a little... enough to remember her manners.

Her bow was Protocol perfect, very well practiced and graceful, despite the pain of bending while so hungry.  She'd had seven decades to perfect her Protocol in a Territory ruled by those who took small slights as grave insults.  Sure, since Kalvar Elbremov had freed them of the cruel rule of his fellow Eyriens things had been easier... but it didn't change the fact that her father was Eyrien, and that he'd expected his daughter to be perfect.

When it came to bowing, she did not disappoint.

Refresh yourself first.. OH thank the All Mother.. She straightened a bit and settled the bowl upon the nearby table.  "I thank you for the hospitality, Lady Moriwen."  She settled into her seat, lifting the bowl with more grace than her stomach really wanted her to.  She took careful sips.

It wasn't over-flavored... good.  She was slow about it, not wanting to upset her under-fed stomach in front of a Queen who was so... so...  statue-perfect.  Her father would have approved of this one, even if she wasn't of his people.  The thought had her lowering the bowl, setting the half empty dish to the side before she forced herself to rise.

"I have never heard of Dea al Mon... and truthfully, I am not sure how I arrived.  I was in the mountains, stumbling through the caves to avoid the Jhinka.  The next thing I knew.."  She glanced towards the window again.  This land was ... alien.  Beautiful, but alien.  Nothing like the forests, plains, and mountains to which she was accustomed. 

She took a breath, bringing her eyes back to the Queen before lifting her chin.  "I am Eliisa Lyyke, a child of Rhiland."

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Re: Carry On the Dawn
« Reply #3 on: Sep 22, 17, 10:31:58 PM »
Solstice watched this foreigner without emotion or trace of what was going through her mind. She merely observed, standing statuesquely in place, with her eyes the only movement betraying her as living. This alien knew her Protocol-perfect bows, which Solstice inwardly approved of, and the Queen did not fault the Priestess for not knowing about the Dea al Mon. They were a people secluded, sequestered away from the lesser races. It made absolute sense that the woman had little insight into such a people.

Conversely, Solstice, being an educated woman, had heard of a race called the Jhinka, though she had never experienced them. And she knew where Rihland was but, again, had never crossed into its borders. Likewise, Solstice could only imagine but could not fathom the emotional turmoil this woman was going through. Social obligation demanded that she say, “You are safe here, Priestess Eliisa Lyyke.” And she was, indeed, safe. No one would dare harm this alien Priestess unless Solstice gave the word.

Solstice turned her head just enough to look over her shoulder at the guards, seeing how many ears were listening in on their conversation, and then turned her attention at the servant. “See to it that further appropriate refreshments are brought to us. And bring to me the Court Healer,” she commanded gently. The servant bowed and hurried off, leaving Solstice alone in the room with the Priestess and the guards waiting outside.

“Please,” Solstice said with a slight motion of her hand. “Be seated. Your journey has been arduous. There is no need to remain standing in my presence.” To emphasize her permission, Solstice herself sat, perching delicately on a chair that was definitely not the sort of chair she was used to sitting in.

“You are, obviously, quite far from what you consider home,” Solstice began. “And while the Dea al Mon enforce a closed Territory, we are not an uncivilized people, executing everyone who steps foot into our realm. We are merely cautious.” She tilted her head to the side slightly. “But you, as a Priestess, will most likely be welcomed here without reservation.” She meant this, but she would not reveal why until later. The more pressing matter of Eliisa’s health came first. Finding a cure for the Waste came afterward.

“You may ask of me whatever question you would like,” Solstice went on to say. “And while I will answer truthfully, I may not answer all of them immediately because some questions may require their explanations postponed until a more suitable time. Regardless, you have nothing to fear and you will come to no harm here. The Brood have not penetrated the boundaries of my District for years.”

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Re: Carry On the Dawn
« Reply #4 on: Sep 22, 17, 10:49:32 PM »
She settled as the Queen did, settling her hands in her lap while she gave the Queen her attention.  She wanted to finish the soup.  She knew she had to give her poor stomach time to settle after what she had already given to it.  She was no Healer, but she had seen the results of over-eating for the malnourished, and it wasn't pretty.

She'd like to not embarrass herself over much in front of the beautiful Ice Queen.

..as a Priestess, will most likely be welcomed here without reservation.  She blinked at that a bit, lifting an eyebrow.  But she didn't pester Solstice with questions as to why.  Not yet.

"The Brood?  Are they like the Jhinka?  Er...  you know.. predatory monsters that devour a person?"  She slowly brought the bowl back to her lips, sipping carefully at the broth. 

It was nice to have an actual room again... and better to not have to worry about Jhinka or her father winging in to steal her away.  If the Territory was closed...  She thought about that.  She'd heard of shields that could keep others out of a land, but she'd never thought to SEE one.  She couldn't remember actually seeing one, come to think about it.

It must have been some sort of... fluctuation. A temporary weakness, perhaps?  But if it wasn't temporary..

She cleared her throat.  "I was found by the guards not far from the cave that I came in from.  I've never studied spells that lock a Territory away... but if you are concerned about it, I could perhaps try to retrace my steps.  To be honest..."

She thought about it.  "I don't remember a shield, Lady Moriwen... but I do remember an odd... sensation.  Like the back of my skull 'clicked' before I stepped into the forest.  I don't remember many details.  I was very thirsty, and I heard water."  She shook her head.

She'd been in those caves and mountains too long.  Going out for snow had helped, but the Jhinka were so numerous.  She hadn't dared to go out for long.  She'd dashed from place to place, cave to cave... and all the while she'd known that this was how it would end. 

Except it hadn't.  She hadn't ended in the caves.  She was instead some sort of... honored guest?... to a pointy-eared race known as the Dea al Mon.  Things almost seemed to be a dream.

"If it is not insulting to ask.. do you have any histories that I could study?  I have never had to learn a new culture so quickly.. and I would like to avoid accidentally insulting anyone, if it's possible."  Her own people had been rather insular until recently.. the Eyriens ruled, and the Rhilanders ... survived. 

Now that Kalvar had taken over, the borders were open again - but that didn't mean there had been a massive influx of people.  Even the Glacian refugees were not so large in number that she'd had to worry about anything.  This... this was different.

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Re: Carry On the Dawn
« Reply #5 on: Sep 28, 17, 03:09:12 PM »
"The Brood?  Are they like the Jhinka?  Er...  you know.. predatory monsters that devour a person?" the alien Priestess asked.

The Queen of Oberaula was glacially silent. She knew of the Jhinka, the winged race with no Craft, no Jewels, an aberrant race of malformed Eyriens as some would say. Savage, bestial. She had never met one but she had met the Brood and the same could be said about them -- malformed Dea al Mon, twisted by a curse into savage and bestial creatures that now wreaked havoc upon their ancient society, devouring both flesh and spirit. But where the Jhinka had numbers and lacked intelligence, the Brood had both -- and the call of an Ebon Gray Healer Priestess known as Genesis.

“There are many similarities between the Jhinka and the Brood,” Solstice finally informed Eliisa, “but the Brood are far worse.” Calmly, she added, “But you have nothing to fear here, for they cannot penetrate into my territory.” It was a hubris backed by experience and fact. The Brood had given up trying to overtake Oberaula. Instead, they had taken Euphrasia Jannalor’s territory, forcing the Green Queen out. Solstice assumed that the reason the Brood had defeated the Green was that she had not used it, but why that was remained a mystery.

Solstice listened impassively as Eliisa relayed how she had stumbled into the Territory but had not encountered the resistance of a Shield nor the mental tug of a Web. How..unusual. “When you have regained your strength,” the Queen said, “we shall both traverse back to where the guards discovered you and attend to that matter.” But in the meanwhile, she sent a quick mental note to her Master of the Guard to have the rest of the borders scoured for weaknesses. If this one Priestess had stumbled through, then perhaps other things could follow...or escape.

She did not think the other Territories would appreciate the diplomatic “gift” of the Brood.

Her mind halted reviewing these implications as Eliisa asked, "If it is not insulting to ask.. do you have any histories that I could study?  I have never had to learn a new culture so quickly.. and I would like to avoid accidentally insulting anyone, if it's possible." To that, Solstice inclined her head once, regally.

“I shall have two servants at your disposal, to see to your needs and your education. Should you wish to leave this room, a guard will escort, for your own safety, Priestess, for you are not a prisoner, but you do not know our land and our ways. I do not wish for you to become lost so soon after being found.”

“I have a great many books of history that I can have brought to you or one of the servants can take you to the library,” Solstice offered. “I will do my best to make myself available to you at least once a day so that you may ask further questions or make other requests. Now, if you are adequately refreshed, tell me about Rihland and why you sought to leave it.”

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Re: Carry On the Dawn
« Reply #6 on: Sep 28, 17, 05:09:49 PM »
The Brood are far worse.  Of course, the Queen was quick to make clear that she was safe here.  Still... it was disheartening to think she'd managed to escape the swarm of Jhinka AND her father's hunting party only to stumble into a place infested with something worse than the Jhinka.

Just her luck.

Two servants to see to her needs... and her education.  It made her sound as if she was some errant child that needed to be attended to.  The image made her smile, but she didn't argue the point.  She supposed, as a stranger... she would have to be treated gently for a while.  Especially if they had monsters worse than the Jhinka to contend with.

She wasn't exactly helpless - but she was no trained warrior either.  She'd rather not have to worry about using a weapon.  Besides, plenty of people here seemed martially capable.  She wasn't going to argue about having escorts while she was here.

Especially as the Queen did not say she couldn't leave - she just couldn't leave alone.  Fair enough.  She was a stranger, a guest - one completely new to the area.  An alien, unknowable area.  Fortunately, Solstice was willing to let her read about her people.  That soothed her nerves more than any assurances about her not being a prisoner could.

The District Queen will make herself available to me once a day?  Something is going on -- it has to be.  She doesn't seem the sort to be overly welcoming just out of a sense of ... obligation.

Rhiland.  She asked about Rhiland.  Eliisa's hands settled on her lap, smoothing the loaned robe out a bit.  "Rhiland has a... strange history.  My father's people have ruled it for a very long time now - or at least, they did until two years ago.  Two years ago, a Black Jewelled Prince by the name of Kalvar Elbremov destroyed the two main fortresses of Eyrien might.  He was Eyrien, of course.. but he had taken a Rhilander for a wife.  Apparently, during one of their sweeps, she was taken for questioning."

Eliisa's tone made it clear that 'questioning' was a very poor thing to have done to oneself. 

"She did not survive the event.  He was.. furious.  After his temper cooled, he realized he had left our Territory with little leadership... and so he took command.  Many of my mother's people think that one set of tyrants has been set aside for another... but I don't think I agree.  He might be Eyrien, but..."  She frowned.  "He has loosened the Prohibitions, a little.  Not as much as I would like, but a little.  He is trying to give our land back to us, rather than continue to give blessings to Eyriens. My father... disagrees with him.  Quite a bit."

She shifted her weight.  "My father joined the Rebellion.  He was trying to make me come alone with him as well - I chose to run instead.  Obviously... I cannot fly.  So I took to the mountains, where it would be easier to hide.  Unfortunately... the Jhinka took notice of me as well."

And that... as they said.. was the story.  Sure, she left out some of the details.  Yet it would give Solstice the ... overall picture.  "I did not want to fight my mother's people, Lady Moriwen.  And I did not want to suffer the consequences of denying my Father.  He has ... never been a kind male."

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Re: Carry On the Dawn
« Reply #7 on: Sep 29, 17, 10:07:02 AM »
"Rhiland has a... strange history…”

From those words flowed a convoluted series of events, some of which Solstice understood, some that raised more questions, and some that she could even remotely relate to, as much as her frozen heart allowed it.

A Black Jewel ruled Rihland now, was what she learned, but what she wanted to ask was how the Queens fit into that new shift in power. Did this...Kalvar Elbremov keep their counsel and merely rule in their place? Or were they under his Black thumb as well, indeed trading one tyrant for another? That he had loosened whatever the Prohibitions were seemed to be a good thing, for no people prospered when stifled so...but it seemed as though there were a great many things that this new ruler could have done to lay the foundation for a better Territory and, for some reason or another, he had not. So, therefore, it made sense that there had been a rebellion formed against him. The people were tired of the laws the previous rulers had put down and wanted them abolished. They had hoped to get that from the Black and when they did not...

But what was not given any sort of appearance in her expression or body language was the bit of ice around her heart that melted to hear that this cold Black Prince had lost his wife...and in his grief had decimated the ruling party. Grief...grief she could understand because there was still buried within her the tears of child grieving the love her parents never showed her. The wounds left behind by grief...were terrible. Solstice knew that grief could be unending, raw, inarticulate, volatile...but it could also be calculatingly precise and destructive in its totality. She imagined that this Prince Elbremov had learned on that the depths of grief within him and it had shaken him to know such power existed.

Which was why, Solstice wagered, he had taken up the mantle of ruling -- atonement for what he had done.

But perhaps, Solstice also thought, that had been the wrong move. Males were not suited to rule, even if they wore the Black. Males could not hold the hearts of the people like Queens could. Males, as Eliisa said just moments later, were not kind.

Once Eliisa had finished her tale, Solstice paused for a moment to gather her words, dropping her eyes momentarily in thought before flicking them back up to meet Eliisa’s gaze. “You have been through much difficulty,” the Queen said. “To survive shows that you have great spirit and that the Darkness is not yet through with you.” Other people may have said such words with warmth and fanatical zeal. There was something about the glacial way that Solstice said it that made it all the more convincing, even though it lacked color and conviction.

“I can understand why you would not want to be in conflict with your lineage and your father,” Solstice went on to say. “Tell me, this Rebellion, what are its chances of success? What Jewels does it have on its side to combat the Black? How does this Prince Elbremov treat the Queens of the Territory? Are they his pawns or does he abide by their counsel?”

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Re: Carry On the Dawn
« Reply #8 on: Sep 29, 17, 11:04:27 AM »
She was not as trusting as she might appear - but neither was she stupid.  Nothing that Solstice was asking was... uncommon knowledge.  Everyone knew about Prince Elbremov and how he claimed he was trying to get Rhiland to be ruled by Rhilanders again.

But not everyone knew about the Rebellion.  Not really.  She couldn't even claim to know much about it, as she had wanted nothing to do with it.  She'd run before she could learn too much - and even then they had not taken the rejection well at all.  She had thought, at the start of her running, that it was just her father.

Now she had to wonder if it was because the Rebellion didn't want anyone else to know how widespread it might be.  Not that she could answer that question with certainty - but her father was a careful and strategic male.  He wouldn't back a losing horse... would he?

After a moment she realized she had been quiet for some time, and she blushed just a little.  "I apologize, Lady Moriwen.  I was lost in thought about how to answer."  Perhaps she was more tired than she felt... or maybe it was just the sudden full sensation she had for the first time in what felt like ages.

"It is not that I am afraid ... or even unwilling.. to be in conflict against my father and his cohorts.  I do not think they are right."  She rubbed her fingers together, her eyes flicking up to those cold eyes.  "It is that I know my father.  He is... a controlling male.  And I am not a child any longer."  Her father could be a brute, in his way - and he terrified her.  She was not going to willingly live under his thumb - not now that she'd been away from his rule for so many decades.

"I am afraid I did not learn over much about the Rebellion... but I very much doubt they could make much headway against Prince Elbremov.  He destroyed two keeps full of Eyriens, and they are able warriors.  A thousand years of oppression against my mother's people, and they have never faltered in their rule until Prince Elbremov turned against them.  He also, it is said, has a Red Warlord Prince for a son.  Between the two of them, I think their grip on the Territory Seat secure from an Eyrien Rebellion.  My father is a Warlord Prince, but he is a Rose... and not nearly as cunning as he would have to be, I think, to try to even that field."  To her knowledge, her father's closest comrades were not nearly so dark as the Prince and his son either.  "They are.. unwilling to admit that they have lost their grip on a Territory that was never meant to be theirs in the first place, I think.  The All-Mother has seen fit to over-throw them with one of their own... I told my father he should accept that with grace.  It did not go over so well."

She waved her hand, as if that was not the problem.  Never mind that her father terrified her, and that his Rebellion would obviously be violent and have no good end for her mother's people.  "I do not think the Elbremovs mean to be tyrants, any more than any ruler - whether they be a Queen or not - intends to be.  From what I have seen of Prince Elbremov's ruling tactics so far - he prefers a hands off approach.  He has been giving power to the Queens of the Provinces and Districts, expecting them to rule their people and lands as they see fit with very little interference from himself.   What I've seen coming out from Ebon Varos has been... promising."

She paused, wondering how to put it.  "There were whispers amongst my caste that he wants our histories written and recorded, and a grand library to be built.  The only Prohibitions he has kept running is the rules against Drugs, Gambling, Red Moon Houses are strictly regulated... and of course the ability to love whom we wish regardless of their gender."  She frowned.  "I disagree with that last one... vehemently.. but I have hope that we will be able to argue our case with the seat.  There are more important things to tackle.  The surge in Glacian Refugees and the rising threat of the Jhinka are more problematic, if not quite as personal."

She paused, realizing she'd rambled on a bit about her opinion on a ruler... in front of a ruler.  It could be taken poorly.  "Er... This is not to say that I would ever have any idea of how to rule properly, Lady Moriwen... but I have had to console many a broken heart that longs for someone forbidden to them.  I cannot see how such a Prohibition benefits the People in the long run.. especially as the consequences for being found in violation of the Prohibitions can be quite severe after a few times."

Offline Solstice Moriwen

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Re: Carry On the Dawn
« Reply #9 on: Oct 10, 17, 03:55:08 PM »
Solstice maintained that statuesque stillness while Eliisa fidgeted, sought for the suitable words. It came as hardly a surprise that a Dark lineage circled around this Prince Elbremov. Given how easily he defeated the previous Territory Ruler, he would have little trouble maintaining his rule whether or not a Red was at his side. Solstice was not in the business of choosing sides in this political warfare -- it was not her Territory, nor her people, so why did she care? The only reason she asked for more information was in case it came marching across the border into her District. Education was preferable to ignorance.

She did agree with this foreign Priestess to some degree -- while it did not seem as though the Elbremovs intended to be tyrants, the Eyrien people had been handed a defeat at the hands of one of their own and should have accepted it with dignity. The fact that a number of them had not promised an unending strife. But no matter what Jewels Prince Elbremov wore, he was no Queen, and Solstice did not agree with him taking a rule simply because he had the psychic power to do so. Again, though, it was neither her Territory nor her people. Rihland was its own trouble.

Solstice agreed with Kalvar’s restrictions against drugs and gambling. Those vices led to more trouble than they were worth. Drugs were not allowed in Solstice’s District. Those found in possession of such substances paid a crushing fine the first time and then faced exile from her District if caught again. One did not let a weed grow in a carefully kept garden.

Gambling she allowed to a small, regulated degree, and mostly amongst the male gender. But only during sanctioned sporting events. All other gambling was not allowed and offenders were whipped. Red Moon Houses, Solstice personally abhorred, but she tolerated one in her District for those who needed such carnal delight.

But to not allow certain sexual persuasions to be together? That seemed...draconic, even for Solstice, who had one of the most strict Districts in Dea al Mon. Her disagreement with this rule showed on her face as a slight furrowing of her brows, marring that perfect statue beauty. “That is an illogical rule to uphold,” she remarked. She thought to ask the Priestess if Prince Elbremov’s homophobic rulings were because of a repressed homosexual desire but a Priestess who had never served in that Court would most likely have no idea and it would only sow misleading ideas instead of revealing truth.

Since her purpose was not to fix the troubles of another Territory but to decide what to do with the perplexing problem that had come from that Territory, Solstice’s posture took on an air of delicate contemplation. “It is not a ruling I would agree to uphold in my own District,” she admitted to Eliisa, “but every ruler has their own intricacies.” Solstice knew that there were many outside of her District, and a few within, that felt she was too strict but her successes and progress allowed those opinions to be set aside.

The Queen of Oberaula lifted her chin slightly. “I thank you for speaking truthfully. It is an admirable thing to do, especially in an alien place such as this to you. I invite you now to ask any further questions you may have of me, unless you wish to rest. If so, we can continue this conversation at a later time.”

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Re: Carry On the Dawn
« Reply #10 on: Oct 10, 17, 04:10:04 PM »
She relaxed as relief flowed through her that her rambling had not landed her in the Queen's disfavor.  Solstice Moriwen did not seem the sort to be friendly towards someone she disfavored - and that wasn't even bringing the idea of Eliisa's foreign nature to the equation. 

I must be over-tired... that's all.

Her eyes slid over the Queen as she spoke.  Frankly, she found the woman strangely beautiful.  Like an ice sculpture come to life.  The dispassionate way that the Queen spoke was... new.  Rhilanders, as a rule, were a passionate people.  Even the Eyriens, for all their Protocol and dominance, held a fire beneath their skins.

This Queen?  Her mannerisms, her choice of color, her way of speaking - they intimated a sort of cold dispassion.  A logic and reason that would be unassailed by emotion.

It presented a puzzle.  She had never actually met a member of the Jewelled Blood who was dispassionate.  Cruel, certainly.. but never dispassionate.  Which suggested to her that the Queen in fact probably felt what she considered to be too much passion... and thus she likely was over-compensating.

I should... no.  No.  I am too new... and it is hardly my place.

"If it would be alright, Lady Moriwen... do you have any shrines that I could visit here?  It has... been some time since I've been able to see a Shrine, and I would like to pray at one if possible."  If not... she could always descend into the Dark here.  But she would prefer to have a place where she could tether herself... where some trapping of familiarity might help her bring some sense of peace to the strange turn of her life.

"After my prayers, I would like to rest.  It has been.. some time.. since I have rested in safety."  She'd had nightmares, actually, that she would wake to find Jhinka feasting on her flesh.  Or perhaps worse, that her father and his men would find her and drag her back to their Camp.  She'd rather not be wingless and at the mercy of rebellious Eyriens.  There would be no escape if they ever got their hands on her.

The very thought brought a shiver to her skin, her hand lifting to rub at her left arm as she forced that idle spark of worry to vacate her immediate thoughts.  The Lady Moriwen was someone who deserved the utmost respect and attention when in her presence - and it wasn't bloody likely that she would be granted many leniencies after an 'appropriate' amount of time for recovery had passed.

Better to never enter bad habits in the first place.

 

 

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