Nanali
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- | + | A soothing warmth radiated from the orange fire which crackled as its dancing light spread across the young girl’s skin. She sat in her mother’s lap as the woman braided her viridian hair, humming a tune. The dark-skinned woman tenderly moved her hand across something on the back of the child’s neck—a black circle with four curved lines in a symmetrical shape. | |
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- | + | “You’ve never told me where I got the mark, mother,” the girl said. | |
- | + | “No, Nanali, I suppose I haven’t,” her mother replied. “Do you remember the Tale of Kimo and Mai?” | |
- | + | The girl got off her mother’s lap and sat down beside her looking up at her with large blue eyes. She loved storytime. “The Hunter and the Stag... yes I do. Um, a little bit. My... great grandparents?” | |
+ | Her mother nodded. “That is correct, Nanali. And do you know how they met?” | ||
- | + | “Um... he was hunting, wasn’t he? And he shot her?” | |
+ | “Somewhat. It was a time of great famine when Master Hunter Kimo scoured the forests for prey. He found a beautiful creature—a large Doe—and Kimo was entranced by her majesty. But he also knew that if he could kill the Doe he would have plenty of meat to feed the people. And so he shot her in the leg. She fell to the ground.” | ||
- | + | The mother paused and the child thought this over before tugging at her mother’s shirt. “What happened?” | |
+ | “The deer transformed into a beautiful woman and Kimo was confused. But she had been wounded and he took her back to the camp where they healed her. She told them her name was Mai and she was the second daughter of Oreai the Chieftain of a Stag clan. She took the camp’s leaders and Kimo to her people and they shared their resources. Both clans survived. And do you know what happened next Nanali?” | ||
- | + | The girl thought for a moment. “Kimo and Mai fell in love. And they had a child.” | |
+ | “That’s correct, child. For a Bond had been formed between Kimo and Mai when he’d first carried her back to the camp and as they spent more time together they found that they were meant to be together.” | ||
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+ | (REPHRASE SO THAT THIS IS A MOTHER’S STORY) Somewhere in Begnion’s forests... | ||
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+ | She gave her name as Nanali and forgave Kimo for what he’d done. She taught them of the Stag Clan which she had come from and showed them to her tribe where the clans befriended each other. When they parted ways the Stags showed them the way to a place where there was plenty of food. But Nanali didn’t want to leave the Beorc behind. For she had fallen in love with Kimo and wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. She was granted this wish and she migrated with the human tribes. She bore him a child and lost her powers but her love was so great she didn’t mind. The boy bore a strange mark on his body. They counted it a blessing. | ||
+ | (13 YEARS PRIOR—BIRTH) | ||
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+ | (TRAGEDY STRIKES—15 YEARS OLD. WRITE OUT THE WOLF ATTACK.) | ||
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+ | (TIME WITH THE HOLY ORDER UNTIL SABIAN’S DEATH. ROLEPLAY THE PEGASUS.) | ||
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+ | (TIME AWAY FROM THE HOLY ORDER. ROLEPLAY FINDING HER CLAN.) | ||
(JOINING THE CHURCH AND WHAT SHE DID.) | (JOINING THE CHURCH AND WHAT SHE DID.) |
Current revision as of 20:16, 21 January 2010
A soothing warmth radiated from the orange fire which crackled as its dancing light spread across the young girl’s skin. She sat in her mother’s lap as the woman braided her viridian hair, humming a tune. The dark-skinned woman tenderly moved her hand across something on the back of the child’s neck—a black circle with four curved lines in a symmetrical shape.
“You’ve never told me where I got the mark, mother,” the girl said.
“No, Nanali, I suppose I haven’t,” her mother replied. “Do you remember the Tale of Kimo and Mai?”
The girl got off her mother’s lap and sat down beside her looking up at her with large blue eyes. She loved storytime. “The Hunter and the Stag... yes I do. Um, a little bit. My... great grandparents?”
Her mother nodded. “That is correct, Nanali. And do you know how they met?”
“Um... he was hunting, wasn’t he? And he shot her?”
“Somewhat. It was a time of great famine when Master Hunter Kimo scoured the forests for prey. He found a beautiful creature—a large Doe—and Kimo was entranced by her majesty. But he also knew that if he could kill the Doe he would have plenty of meat to feed the people. And so he shot her in the leg. She fell to the ground.”
The mother paused and the child thought this over before tugging at her mother’s shirt. “What happened?”
“The deer transformed into a beautiful woman and Kimo was confused. But she had been wounded and he took her back to the camp where they healed her. She told them her name was Mai and she was the second daughter of Oreai the Chieftain of a Stag clan. She took the camp’s leaders and Kimo to her people and they shared their resources. Both clans survived. And do you know what happened next Nanali?”
The girl thought for a moment. “Kimo and Mai fell in love. And they had a child.”
“That’s correct, child. For a Bond had been formed between Kimo and Mai when he’d first carried her back to the camp and as they spent more time together they found that they were meant to be together.”
(REPHRASE SO THAT THIS IS A MOTHER’S STORY) Somewhere in Begnion’s forests...
She gave her name as Nanali and forgave Kimo for what he’d done. She taught them of the Stag Clan which she had come from and showed them to her tribe where the clans befriended each other. When they parted ways the Stags showed them the way to a place where there was plenty of food. But Nanali didn’t want to leave the Beorc behind. For she had fallen in love with Kimo and wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. She was granted this wish and she migrated with the human tribes. She bore him a child and lost her powers but her love was so great she didn’t mind. The boy bore a strange mark on his body. They counted it a blessing. (13 YEARS PRIOR—BIRTH)
(TRAGEDY STRIKES—15 YEARS OLD. WRITE OUT THE WOLF ATTACK.)
(TIME WITH THE HOLY ORDER UNTIL SABIAN’S DEATH. ROLEPLAY THE PEGASUS.)
(TIME AWAY FROM THE HOLY ORDER. ROLEPLAY FINDING HER CLAN.)
(JOINING THE CHURCH AND WHAT SHE DID.)