Cyrrane
Number of People: 21
(10 Females 11 Males)
0-5 (0): 2 | 6-20 (1/2): 4 | 21+ (1): 15
Number of Pets: (1/4) 6
Amount of servings: 18 1/2
Next visit with Ancestors:This post
The weather was getting chilly, but the colors in the forest were absolutely stunning. Gusts of wind turned the air into a huge dancing floor for leaves of crimson red, warm orange and sunny yellow. The air buzzed with activity, whether it be squirrels quickly looking for all their hidden food, or insects searching for a place to hibernate in during winter. To Almtrude, this didn't feel like a patrol, it felt more like a comfortable stroll through the forest. Even Jaymes, who was usually tense and always looking down, was relaxed: a small smile played on his lips and he was looking around in amazement. Almtrude, feeling that this was a special moment, didn't say anything, despite the many questions that burned her tongue. What happened to his brother was the one she mostly wanted to know.. But it was a sensitive topic, not one to talk lightly of.
Through the rustle of the blowing wind, Almtrude suddenly heard another rustling. It was of a large creature, bigger than a squirrel. She looked at Jaymes, but she didn't even have to say anything: He had heard it too. Was it a person, or a wild animal? There was quick movement, and suddenly a loud bark. It was a dog! Almtrude was wary. All alone, dogs could be dangerous animals- especially large ones, like this one sounded. But the bark hadn't been aggressive, or dangerous-sounding at all. It had sounded.. Playful? Almtrude gestured to Jaymes that she was going closer. The dwarf stepped lightly on the ground, barely making a sound. After a minute of careful walking, she finally came in sight of the dog.
It was a medium sized dog, maybe on the large side. It was white and grey, with long fur and a wagging tail. It didn't look aggressive or dangerous at all: it was playfully chasing leaves. Almtrude remembered she had some dried jerky left in her pocket: maybe it could help. Slowly, ever so slowly, Almtrude took the meat out and started walking towards the dog. "Hey there." She called softly, to warn the dog. Immediately, it stopped its playful chasing and fixed its eyes on Almtrude. The ears were now pressed on the head, and the tail had stopped wagging: it was straight and tense. A low growling could be heard: this meant caution. Almtrude stopped walking and stopped, crouching, her hand out with the jerky. "Hey there dog, I don't mean you any harm, alright?" she kept talking softly, trying to show she wasn't dangerous for the dog. "You can have this piece of meat if you want, and I'm not going to hurt you." Almtrude made sure the dog saw that she was putting the meat on the ground, then she backed off. "I won't touch you if you don't want to. I'm backing off, and you can have that." Almtrude was five meters away when the dog slowly came closer. It had stopped growling. It sniffed the meat while Almtrude held her breath, then.. The dog ate the meat! Now, it was going to be easy to get that dog friendly.
~~~
When Almtrude and Jaymes walked back into camp followed by the dog, they received a lot of attention. Worried that it might scare the dog, Almtrude insisted that they be left alone in a room, just so the dog could get used to people slowly. By now, Almtrude had realized the dog was female, but they hadn't found a name. When Zaos heard that Almtrude and Jaymes had found a dog when on patrol, he had mixed feelings: elves did not have dogs, but he had seen several wild ones, and had often admired their looks and energy. But at the same time, he wasn't very happy because dogs could be dangerous and meant more mouths to feed. Laedrya, seeing his conflict, proposed that he ask to see the dog. Maybe it would help him see that this dog was alright. Zaos agreed and went to the house where Almtrude kept the dog.
As Zaos approached the house, loud barking could be heard. Ugh, it's going to be a loud dog too? he thought. Almtrude's voice rang out. "I'm sorry, we'll have to train her to stop barking when someone comes! You can come in, but don't make quick movements. She's still wary." Zaos didn't like being told what to do, but he complied. When the elf entered the house, he was surprised at how beautiful this dog was. She had bright, intelligent eyes and while she had stopped barking, she was alert and ready to fight in case he did something wrong. Surprising himself, Zaos spoke. "She's beautiful. Have you given her a name yet?" Almtrude, trying not to smile too much, shook her head. "No, but I need one quickly. She needs to get used to it." Zaos hesitated. The dog reminded him of the elvish legend that every elf was told as a child. It was about the beginning of day and night. "How about Iméra?" he proposed. It meant day.
Almtrude nodded. "That sounds great, Zaos." and while the elf crouched and extended his hand gently for Iméra to sniff it, Almtrude smiled. This dog needed to be trained to get used to people, and because she was so intelligent, it seemed to be working well. Zaos, too, seemed to need to get used to people. But thanks to many factors, including his wife, his children and now Iméra, it seemed to be progressing well.
~~~
"Myriam, Myriam, Gertrude had her kittens! Also Almtrude and Jaymes found a dog on patrol! Also we managed to hunt a deer and a cow and two rabbits!" Myriam, helping Aaron carry the deer they had hunted, was greeted by the ecstatic Pantaleon. "Wait really? You have to show me those kittens." she replied. She quickly carried the deer to the kitchens, then followed Pantaleon. "Make sure the deer is taken care of!" she called back at Aaron. The hunting chief grinned and nodded.
Myriam followed Pantaleon into the Healers Hut, where the cats had taken up residence. True enough, when she entered the warm room, she could see Gertrude with two tiny, barely moving.. Balls of not-so-much fur. Myriam smiled and got a little closer, though kept her distance to let the mother feel safe. "Have you named them yet?" she asked. Pantaleon shook his head. "No. The calico is female, the ginger is male. Do you want to name them?" he proposed. Myriam smiled. "How about.. Pumpkin for the boy?" she proposed, thinking of the pumpkins she had seen earlier today. It seemed appropriate. Pantaleon grinned and nodded. Just then, the calico kitten turned over and wriggled, making both laugh. "And this one will be Marbles!"
~
After talking for a while inside the Healers Hut, Myriam and Pantaleon went outside, and began strolling just outside the village. Everything around them was in warm shades of red, orange and yellow, and even the sky turned crimson with the evening sun. "Autumn is such a beautiful season!" Myriam exclaimed, radiant. "Not as beautiful as you- I MEAN YES YES I LOVE YOU TOO- I-I LOVE AUTUMN." Pantaleon stumbled over his words and became bright red. Myriam, having of course heard the compliment, blushed as well and looked to the side. The two kept walking for a little while, until Pantaleon stopped. He looked very nervous, twisting his hands.
"Look Myriam, well, you see, I mean, you remember a while ago, you told me that marriage is when people love each other and will be bonded with their loved one forever?" as she heard Pantaleon speak like that, Myriam felt her heart slow expectantly, and she stayed stockstill. The hobbit continued. "Well, I really really do love you, and I wanted to know if you also love me and if maybe you want to marry me too?" he opened his mouth to say something else, but stopped. Myriam, in front of him, was completely frozen in place. She finally understood her own shyness, her embarrassment at times, the little smiles and the hesitations. She understood all of this and yet was unsure of what to answer. "Panto, I really do love you too, I believe. You've been such a sweet person, and you always cheer me up and you're there for me. I think.." Myriam's thoughts went at 300 miles per hour, she felt something inside her rise up and she wasn't sure yet what it was- "I do wish to marry you, Pantaleon." and something exploded inside her: she finally understood what it was. A huge joy, relief and understanding, a joy that made her feel like she was on the moon, a joy that lit up her whole face and made her grin. Pantaleon, in front of her, grinned ever so widely too. "I'm so glad!" he exclaimed, hugging her tightly. Myriam realized how much he had matured in the last few years as she hugged him back. This felt right.
~~~
It was now late afternoon, and the sun was a brilliant gold, warm and soft to the touch. Zaos was leaning casually against a tree while he supervised his two hooligans, Arun and Rhys, who were playing in the leaves. His wife, carrying in her arms their latest child, Lyra, came up to him, a happy glow on her face. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" she asked, looking around. The warrior elf smiled a little. "Yes, it is." so peaceful, too. Laedrya held out her arms with Lyra in it, inviting Zaos to take her. "I'd like to wash up by the river, can you take care of her for a while?" Zaos nodded and took the toddler, while Laedrya nodded her thanks, then walked away.
Zaos set Lyra down, and the little girl stood, one hand tightly closed around his finger. "How about we go with your brothers, Lyra?" Zaos proposed. The little girl nodded energetically and walked towards the two boys, never letting go of her dad's finger. When they arrived, Arun grimaced. "Is it time to leave already, dad?" he asked. Zaos reassured him. "No, you've got a while left. But please take care of your sister and play with her." he said, while gently letting go of her finger and pushing her forward. The little girl stumbled towards her brothers and half fell on, half hugged Rhys. The blond child awkwardly patted her head. "Sure dad. Uh. Come Lyra, you can be the evil dragon."
While the three played, Zaos went back to lean against the same tree, his face softened with love for the three children in the grass. They meant so much to him, and he could not ever imagine losing any of them. And for once, Zaos found himself uttering a short prayer to Ilíos, the god of the sun, so that he would always brightly shine upon their heads. Zaos had forsaken all gods when he had run away from his clan after having betrayed them- but maybe, just for once, he could believe in Ilíos so he would protect his children.
~~
Despite the brilliant afternoon sun, warm and comfortable, there was one person who did not enjoy it as much as the others. Silas, in the shade at the corner of a house, almost resentfully watched the three elven children play and laugh in the grass. How lucky they were.. "Silas, why don't you go on a walk? It's such a nice day today." it was Almtrude who had approached him. The Dwarf, as ever smoking her pipe, had an eyebrow raised while looking at him. Silas shrugged, not looking her in the eye. "Don't want to." he mumbled. Almtrude casually leaned against the wall and tutted while shaking her head. "You may fool them, but I've talked to so many people, have heard many lies, and many unbelievable truths-but this wasn't one of them. Now, why do you really not go out?" her sharp eye didn't let anything escape. "Is it that pale skin you got that's bothering you?" the human turned away. "Leave me alone." there was a pause, during which neither talked. After several, long seconds, Silas gave in.
"Yes, yes it is! I've got this weird skin that burns in the sun. I've had it since birth, I don't know why it's so, and yes, that's the reason I am a miner and I ran away." Silas blurted out all this, then stopped abruptly and turned his back to Almtrude. He hated talking about this, it made him sound stupid, weak. He was surprised at how soft Almtrude's voice was when she replied. "Hey, don't get all scrunched up, kid. I may be curious, but I ain't insensitive. I saw it's a difficult subject for ya, but I also know that you were bottling it all up and it was eatin' you up on the inside. Don't keep secrets like that, the best they'll do is make you feel left out and lonely." Almtrude paused, and Silas could almost hear her smile. "I din't talk much when I was young, but when I finally showed everyone who I was and made my own decisions, it felt like the best thing ever. Now, care to talk about it? If it makes ya feel better, I promise I won't tell anyone."
Silas might be an adult in body and voice, but he was still young, and Almtrude's comforting voice was really all he needed. He nodded, though still without looking at her, and sat down against the house wall. Almtrude went to sit next to him, at a reasonable distance as not to crowd him. "I was born in a farmer family." Silas began. "I always had terribly pale skin and when I went into the fields to help them, my skin would burn and bubble and blister in the sun, and I would get blinded by how bright the sun was. It was awful, and got me often sick. I was useless for my parents." it felt so strange to finally say these words to someone. Silas had actually never told anyone about this, about how dejected he felt.
"My dad sold me off to a miner, and a part of what I mined would go back to them so it'd help them out. It was so much better to work without being burned and blinded, but it was terrible down there." an involuntary shudder shook Silas' body. "We would only get one meal a day, and it was usually just water and bread. Rarely, we'd get dried meat. It was so hard that I could keep it in my mouth an entire day and still it would be hard I chew. We slept only four or five hours per night, but since it was in shifts, there was always a lot of noise and it was hard to fall asleep. There was dust everywhere, that made us cough, and there was always the risk that the tunnels would cave in and kill us. I lost friends like that." Silas paused, while Almtrude regarded him with painfilled eyes. She was horrified at the things he had had to endure. Then, Silas continued.
"In the panic after one of those cave-ins, I ran away. It had been four years since I had last been in the sun, and it was even worse than before. I hid at day, walked at night, until I scared Myriam under the cliff here. I'm awfully sorry about that, too. I think I just bring bad luck to everyone."
"HELL NO." Silas sprung, looking at Almtrude with worried eyes. She had jumped up and was glaring at him. "How dare you say that you bring bad luck to people when people have been what's brought you back luck? You-" she jabbed her finger into his chest, "have been a victim of unbelievably selfish and greedy people, who have no care for anyone's well-being except their own, and who would cause any amount of suffering to others for their own gain. You-" Almtrude repeated the gesture, "are a great person. The sun hurt you? You still tried to go in the fields and help your parents. Got sold and made to work in a mine for the benefit of your parents? You stayed there FOUR. FUDGING. YEARS. And when you finally got the courage to stand up for yourself and make your own life, you accidentally scared someone, who was already in a pretty bad shape as I recall, and she hurt her wrist. Who fudging cares? You didn't mean to, you've apologized a thousand times, and you've shown you don't mean any of us harm. Now, stop living for others and do what's good for YOU."
The last finger jab was harder than the others, and Silas actually leaned back a little under its force. He rubbed his chest. "That hurt." he mumbled. But in truth, he was more than glad he had talked to Almtrude. She had shown him how maybe, he wasn't so cursed after all. "But thank you." he smiled shyly. Almtrude grinned and extended a hand to him, which he took. "That's what I'm here for, kid." she replied while pulling him up.
~~
Later, as the sun began falling lower and lower over the horizon, Myriam and Pantaleon walked back into camp. They were hand in hand, and got several curious looks from the villagers. Alkhas caught himself watching them as his mind drifted off to Bargas, who had been a real friendly person ever since they had arrived here. He glanced at him- only to turn away very quickly, a blush visible even on his darker cheeks. Bargas had been looking at him too.. Alkhas mentally face-palmed. He had to concentrate, fit in the village, not get distracted by anything and get accepted by everyone here.
"Hey, Alkhas?" a hand on his shoulder! The elf jumped. "Y-Yes, w-what is it?" he turned around and was even more surprised to see that Bargas had come and put a hand on his shoulder. "I'm awfully sorry to have surprised you, Alkhas." the Dwarf said apologetically. "I had just heard that Gertrude has given birth, and wondered if you would like to go see the kittens together?" he smiled. Alkhas nodded quickly, stuttering almost too much to let out a real sentence. "Y-Yes that-that sounds g-good!" he grinned lop-sidedly while awkwardly holding his arm with his other hand. Bargas smiled and waved him on. "Then let's go!" and he began making his way to the healers hut.
Alkhas followed, almost stumbling on his own feet. He was terrible with words, always so so terribly awkward. It wasn't going to help his chances--wait, his chances? What chances? Alkhas shook his head. No, no, nothing was happening at all. They were soon in front of the healers hut, and Bargas knocked thrice- there was no answer, so he tentatively opened the door. "Excuse me, but is anyone here? We would like to greet the new kittens.." there was no-one inside, except for the mother cat with her two balls of not-so-much-fur. "Oh how cute!" Bargas walked in, and Alkhas followed suite. They really were cute. The mother was half asleep, her eyes just half open to watch the intruders. As Bargas arrived by the kittens, he crouched and extended a hand to stroke them- but his hand was grabbed by Alkhas. "Don't." the elf whispered. "The mother won't like it, you don't smell like a cat."
There was a pause. Then Alkhas felt heat rise to the tip of his ears as he realised he was still holding Bargas' hand tightly in his own. He let go, as if burned, and quickly stood up. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to- I-I mean it wasn't to-" he stumbled back a step. Bargas stood up to. "Don't worry, Alkhas. I know what you meant, it doesn't matter." his voice was soothing, and Alkhas nodded, calming down a little. But what the elf did not notice was that Bargas had also blushed.
(Cyrrane was able to feed itself, 2nd post
Myriam requests a miner at the ancestors shrine
Rhys is testing scouting with Almtrude
Arun is testing hunting with Aaron
Joan researches medicine
Almtrude and Jaymes scout
Aaron, Nayah, Zaos, Myriam and Marya hunt
Pantaleon, Bargas and Alkhas hunt
Xzavier gathers
Tamara plants the cantaloupe seed
Silas and Rovi mine)
Mod notes: any injuries to anyone are fine, but please don't kill some! Most important ones: Myriam, Joan, Zaos, Almtrude, Pantaleon, Tamara, Xzavier, Rhys, Arun, Lyra. I'd still be sad for other deaths but they're not that important for plot reasons.
I still have to add: Myreon (adopted hobbit boy) and Maple and Calder Thornton (readopt humans)
Head Chief:
Myriam Sheherezad | 32 | Female | Human
↪ ST-D7 / HC-5 / HS-HW / EC-A6 / X
Healer:
Joan Helend | 24 | Female | Human | 6 KP
↪ ST-D11 / HC-11 / HS-HC / EC-E6 / Y
War Chief:
Zaos Faelen | 37 | Male | Elf
↪ ST-E3 / HC-1 / HS-LC / EC-A6 / X
Warriors:
Rovi Wild | 32 | Male | Human
↪ ST - C11 / HS - LC / HC - 1 / EC - H6 / X
Marya Ward | 27 | Female | Human
↪ ST - C3 / HS - LC / HC - 12 / EC - F7 / X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=image link]Race[/url]
↪ here
Scout Chief:
Almtrude Lightfoot | 56 | Female | Dwarf
↪ ST - C7 / HS - HC / HC - 53 / EC - A11 / Y
Scouts:
Pantaleon Brown (and Zacharius) | 32 | Male | Hobbit
↪ ST-C5 / HC-23 / HS-S / EC-H7 / X
Jaymes Weitzman | 22 | Male | Human
↪ ST - B2 / HS - S / HC - 18 / EC - C7 / X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=image link]Race[/url]
↪ here
Hunting Chief:
Aaron Crawford | 40 | Male | Human
↪ ST-C3 / HC-53 / HS-S / EC-D7 / X
Hunters:
Hilda Bronzemane | 36 | Female | Dwarf
↪ ST-D6 / HC-5 / HS-HW / EC-A2 / X
Bargas Fireaxe | 25 | Male | Dwarf
↪ ST - B5 / HS - HC / HC - 22 / EC - A7 / X
Alkhas Ennaer | 23 | Male | Elf
↪ ST - A5 / HS - LC / HC - 18 / EC - C10 / X
Nayah Aidjii | 20 | Female | Human
↪ ST - F8 / HS - S / HC - 40 / EC - E3 / X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=image link]Race[/url]
↪ here
Miners:
Silas Denver | 19 | Male | Human
↪ ST - B3 / HS - HW / HC - 24 / EC - E3 / Y
Name | Age | Gender | [url=link]Race[/url]
↪ here
Gatherers:
Laedrya Faelen | 35 | Female | Elf
↪ ST-A11 / HC-24 / HS-LC / EC-D7 / X
Tamara Milner | 26 | Female | Human
↪ ST - F4 / HS - AC / HC - 22 / EC - G9 / X
Xzavier Findlow | 34 | Male | Human
↪ ST-G6 | HC-11 | HS-LC | EC-B11 | Y
Name | Age | Gender | [url=image link]Race[/url]
↪ here
Apprentices:
Name | Age | Gender | [url=image link]Race[/url] | Apprenticeship
↪ here
Name | Age | Gender | [url=image link]Race[/url] | Apprenticeship
↪ here
Testers:
Arun Faelen | 10 | Male | Elf
↪ ST - E3 / HS - HC / HC - 1 / EC - E2 / Y
Rhys Faelen | 10 | Male | Elf
↪ ST - E3 / HS - LC / HC - 26 / EC - E9 / X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=image link]Race[/url]
↪ here
Mothers:
Laedrya Faelen | 35 | Female | Elf
↪ ST-A11 / HC-24 / HS-LC / EC-D7 / X
Hilda Bronzemane | 36 | Female | Dwarf
↪ ST-D6 / HC-5 / HS-HW / EC-A2 / X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=image link]Race[/url]
↪ here
Children:
Lyra Faelen | 3 | Female | Elf
↪ ST - E3 / HS - LC / HC - 1 / EC - A6 / X
Talyn | 1 | Female | Human
↪ ST - D6 / HS - HW / HC - 53 / EC - A2 / X
Name | Age | Gender | [url=image link]Race[/url]
↪ here
Ancients:
Name | Age | Gender | [url=image link]Race[/url]
↪ here
Name | Age | Gender | [url=image link]Race[/url]
↪ here
Ally Villages:
Village Name | Username
Village Name | Username
Enemy Villages:
Village Name | Username
Village Name | Username
Borders:
North | Forest and a river | Black Rock Weyr | Simonpet
East | Forest | Adularia | Darkhearted123
South | Forest | Village Name | Username
West | Lake | Village Name | Username
Food Storage:
Deer | x2 | 12 servings (l)
Boar | x1 | 3 1/4 servings (m) (used)
Hare | x2 | 2 servings (s)
Bovine | x2 | 12 servings (l)
Carrots | x0 | 0 servings (m)
Potatoes | x1 | 3 servings (m)
Mushrooms | x1 | 2 servings (s)
Apples | x0 | 0 servings (m)
Blueberries | x3 | 3 servings (s)
Cantaloupe | x5 | 15 servings (l) (used)
(+Mice | x2 | 1/2 servings) (1 used)
Total: 34 1/4 servings left | 1 year
Items:
Copper x1 | not used | Craftable
Iron Sword x1 | not used | 2 uses
Cantaloupe seed | planting | seed
Item Name | in use/ not used | Craftable/not
Pets:
Barthelemy | Housecat | 7 years | Male | Looks (Breeding 1/2)
Murdoch | Half wild/housecat | 2 years | Male | Looks (Breeding 1/2)
Gertrude | Half wild/housecat | 2 years | Female | Looks (Breeding 1/2)
Pumpkin | Cat | 0 years | Male | Looks (Breeding 0/2)
Marble | Cat | 0 years | Female | Looks (Breeding 0/2)
Iméra | Dog (Australian Collie) | 2 years | Female | Looks (Breeding 0/2)
Pet Name | Type of Animal | Age | Gender | [url=link]Looks[/url] (Breeding 0/2)
Testings:
All (minimum age requirement): Healing (8), Gathering (8), Scouting (9), War (10), Hunting (10), Mining (10), Leading (11)
Rhys | 2/7 | Healing, gathering
Arun | 2/7 | Gathering, healing
Child | 0/7 | what they did
Mentors:
Mentor | Apprentice | Profession | No. of training sessions |
↪ learned
Mentor | Apprentice | Profession | No. of training sessions |
↪ learned
Deceased:
Name | Cause of Death
Name | Cause of Death
Crushes:
Myriam <-> Pantaleon
Bargas <-> Alkhas
Tamara <-> Xzavier
Name ->/<-> Name
Families:
Zaos and Laedrya | Arun+Rhys (adopted)+ Lyra
Aaron and Hilda | Talyn
Name and Name | Kids