[RPG] King of Svunnetland, the Fox Spiral

[Eiyrn]

kathleen stalnaker wrote:
>
> Hoshi awoke with vague remants of a dream tugging at her 
> consciousness.  The room was dark, the world seemed dark.  She doubled 
> up in pain as her stomach seemed seized with cramps.  She took several 
> deep, long breaths and brushed the hair out of her eyes.  She did not 
> cry out or call for help, instead she silently rose from the bed and 
> walked to the window.  The sky was clear, the stars bright, the air 
> crisp.  She breathed in deeply again gathering her thoughts.  Much had 
> changed in her life over the years and not all of the change had been 
> pleasant, but here she stood no longer a little girl.  No longer a 
> young woman.   Far too old some would say...far to young others might say.
>
> The whispers in her head threatened to fill the room with their 
> accusations, their demands.  She longed for silence and yet wondered 
> why, for silence was no answer either.
>
> Aspire's voice echoed in her head.  Einar's voice echoed in her head.  
> William's voice echoed in her head.  Odin's laugh silenced the 
> whispers in her head.
>
> "What is it you seek little girl."  He boomed.  "Who is it you wish to 
> appease?"  His voice seemed to swirl around the room, to envelope 
> Hoshi and then it whispered in her ear, "You need appease no one but 
> your self Queen of Svunnetland for you and you alone define who you 
> are and what you will become."
>
> Laughter echoed again and room seemed suddenly still.  As Hoshi looked 
> out into the courtyard she saw a fox run through the jasmine.  
> Aspire's words echoed again in her ear, "Only you can bring him peace 
> now, only you can make him resist the fox, there is still time, but it 
> is short.  Go to him, speak to him, come to peace with him./.."
>
> A tear slid down Hoshi's face as she closed her eyes and spoke to 
> Einar, "This journey is yours to make Einar and you must make it 
> without me.  Either find the strengh to resist the fox and live on or 
> find your peace and join the gods in heaven."  Her daggar out she 
> sliced her hand open and pulled a jasmine branch from a vase on the 
> table.  The blood from her palm staining the white petals crimson she 
> said, "I am sorry Einar that I was not what I should have been." 
>
> As tears fell down her face Hoshi walked out into the night in the 
> direction of the fox, now crouching in the foliage.  She dropped the 
> jasmine branch in front of the small hunter before her and kept 
> walking towards the temple.
> /

/He was found in the mountains by a patrol.  The tall blonde man with 
his heavy beard, in a coma, near the tree line.  He couldn't have been 
there for long, patrols were regular.  He was in far too good of 
condition with no obvious fresh wounds to have recently been injured, 
and his physique shown signs of muscle deterioration likely due to a 
prolonged vegetative state.  The mystery deepened as there were few 
physicians that could manage such a feat, and all those of the Kingdom 
were in Ipsosez in employ of the elite of the social hierarchy of the 
Kingdom.  So why, why set him on a mountain in Ahael?/

 

/The patient started to come to, his memory for the time failed him... 
all he remembered was his last thoughts before he lost conscienceless.  
'Slow your the blood, slow the breathing, enter a state like that of 
living death... just like father taught me to do, all to awake when the 
time was right...'  The man, to his caretakers wonder, opened his eyes 
and looked at them.   With help he sat up and took a few turns about the 
room.  It took days for him to refind his voice through his parched 
throat and even then his memory was not clear, he worked on being able 
to walk without aid./

 

/Two weeks had passed and he was regaining his strength quickly.  He 
walked with a cane and slight limp for a somewhat recent wound, they 
told him he would walk without the cane soon enough, but would always 
have a slight limp, nothing serious though from his wound.  The day came 
when they asked the inevitable.  *'Who are you?'  *He simply looked at 
them and with the aire that they had come to recognize for this man he 
seemed to ignore the question while he was actually thinking about it 
and considering it.  He walked from the cabin where he had been tended 
these long weeks and stared over the cliff as the sliver of the moon 
danced magically on the waters of the spring... /

 

/He doubled over and dropped to his knees as it all started flooding 
back, all the memories and the pain that wasn't physical but far more 
painful than that.  He knew that it would have made him scream in the 
past, the agony that he relived as if for the first time... but not this 
time, not this man.  His lips curled into a snarl that he managed to 
transform into a grin, more like a intelligent animal than a man would 
manage.  His caretakers were next to him trying to help back inside... 
he allowed them to help him as he actually walked on his, his mere 
physical discomfort no longer a challenge for him.  He was bombarded 
with questions that he ignored until the barrage ended.  And he had just 
one answer for them./

 

"I am Einar," as his lips curled back into a grin, "Forstand av Reven."


 

 

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