Thread: Dragonsoul [MRAZ]

The animals were finally back in the barn, it had been a long day of guiding them to graze, protecting them from the predators and then bringing them back again, it was both a routine and an adventure every time. The big woman known as Takara was certain that maybe someday she wouldnt be as lucky as she usually was, but, until then, shed enjoy this life as it was and as it came, taking things as easily as she could and delighting in the idea of not having to change this monotony any time soon. Putting the small herd back in the barn was not hard, the life as a rancher was not that hard once you got used to it, really. Wake up early, help around with chores, help with the fields, then help with the livestock, eat a few times in between, train with the others, at times fight off intruders or thieves, even beasts, and then go to bed only to start over at dawn, day after day, except when Sunday came and the market made everyone get out their nonperishable merchandise the one that wasnt sold daily to trade or sell as they best could. Some would then go and drink, and dance, celebrating another week of them being alive, Takara and her bros, though, they would often just stay home, having their own little celebration with food and drink once the marketplace was over. Their parents, however, didnt fully enjoy the simple life, specially their mother, shed often complain to their old man about wanting a bit more, not too much, just a bit more, a bit more recognition, a bit more fame. A bit more SOMETHING, something out of this never-ending cycle of chores that moment after moment stole her life and her youth, and the life and youth of her husband. The man, quiet by nature, would often just shrug his broad shoulders and put on a clueless expression at her complaining, the three remaining siblings, though, often found themselves in the barn, drinking, eating and swearing that the moment there was a chance to make their ma happy they would take it without a second thought. Their ma deserved to be very happy, she had sacrificed a lot for them, and they wanted to give something back, but often trying to find a chance to do so would mean risking their way of living. So, most of the times they just let themselves be dragged back by their daily life, loving it, because it was safe, because it was some thing they knew how to do and could get better every day but also hating it, because it gave neither glory nor fame to give to their mother. Once back home, the brunette woman found the pleasant surprise of having one of her older sisters Mai, home in a visit, having brought her children with her. The older of the sisters was way more delicate looking than her younger sister, she was small, fragile looking and cute, everything that Takara was not, but the stronger female didnt mind that, not anymore. The brunette woman had learned to be happy for her sisters, all of them had married and gone with their husbands, some of them had even had children already, and Takara had learned to admit after years of resentment, of course that that life was not for her, and that was okay. Mai had news for the family about what had been known about the trials, her husband had known how the smallest of all the sisters had managed to prove herself in the trials, but she had no warden at all. How would that girl do the next part of the trials, that was, if she survived the healing process. The oldest sisters black teeth showed at every one of her words, making their mother look jealous at times, but the story was too interesting as to interrupt it to comment about how Mai was now sporting the latest fashion among noble women. That night, Takara had not been able to sleep, and, after a few hours, she had gotten up, grabbed her staff and went to the Ryudo chateau, begging for a chance to prove her capacities, so shed be given one chance, even if just one chance to prove herself as a good candidate to be a warden.