Thread: Knight Shame: Yellow eyes and Ten Rings (Absinth/Lagertha)

Ren's Rings 1 ??? 2 ??? 3 ??? 4 ??? 5 ??? 6 ??? 7 ??? 8 ??? 9 ??? 10 ??? The day was still hot in her head about a time where she lived further down south by the Great Seas of Vilatho, where sea people were said to live and take their victims of broken ships. Ren had only grown up in a small town, much of which had never liked the idea of the Monastery over their head, and many of them had hide in their houses whenever the Templars had walked through or ridden through by horse. She only remembered the healers, the ones that used to stop by the village and heal the sick and malnourished, they had been so kind and caring to everyone there that Ren had gotten used to the idea someone in her family might become one. As many girls her age had, as many boys her age had looked forward to becoming a Templar. Ren had only been about seven when she had been playing with her friend of eight Terra climbing up a tree. The two girls had been born only a few months apart, and Terra had taken a kindness to Ren that had never been seen among girls of their age all too often. Terra had been trying to climb the tree after Ren, who had climbed all the way to the top, standing on both her small feet as she looked over the valley. She had been able to see the lands for miles and miles with no end, only trees and greenery everywhere she looked. The girl barely remembered her mother coming out to yell her to come down. Ren only remembered being caught off guard, but Terra had told her the story over and over again. Ren had looked down, she said, looked at her mother and jumped with surprise. Her hands had raised, Terra had said, and fire had burst from them casting to the wind, gripping the tree and the top of homes and..everything had burned, people inside houses, and miles of trees. Ren had grown up in the monastery after that, she only remembered the box they had kept her in, and Terra being pushed into the cart behind her. Ren had been happy though, that Terra had displayed signs of magic as well, that she wouldn't be alone in this cold forsaken place, and the two girls had remained inseparable. Even when there powers were stripped, even when classes began, but something had been odd the older they got, the more advanced the classes became. You are suppose to be able to heal his wounds already Rentia! Terra would explain, having pointed to a boy that the monks had scuffed up to see how well the girls healing abilities were developing. All the other girls had been the same age as Ren, ten or eleven, but all of them had been able to heal the boys as the monk had seen fit, everyone but Ren herself. I can't do it. Ren had admitted, but Terra had pushed her, prodded her and pleaded for Ren to try, so the girl of a year younger had tried. Things had only gotten worse when Ren had wrapped her hands around the boys arm, concentrating to try to heal him. Please heal.. But the boy had screamed and shrieked kicking Ren until she let go. That was when she had seen it, the scratches that had been there on his arm from the monks, the band of red blistering skin from where she had touched as though he had been burnt by fire, and all madness had broken loose after. I thought you had stripped her powers. Ren vaguely remembered the monks talking above her, after having shoved her down into a pit and pushed the metal bars above her so she couldn't leave. She had looked up many times in the cramped hole, pulling her legs to her chest, as she watched the clothing of their drapery dance in the wind above her cell. I did. Another one had said, after having stripped her powers for the second time. She doesn't feel right. The monk had commented, looking down at her in her cell. Teach her better. Ren's torment had started at the age of ten, being stuck in that cell, barely eating more than a few pieces of bread a day, barely having water. A year had passed, with Ren in the cell, being taken out after a while to see if she could heal, but she only continued any flesh she came in contact with, and they would strip her powers over again, stuffing her back in the dark small hole. By the time Ren had turned twelve, Terra had come to visit her, a girl she had been close to her entire life. Ren had been happy, the monks had wanted to break her into a healing servant, but her happiness ha faded over seconds. Terra was no longer the Terra Ren had known growing up, and the girl had joined in Ren's own torment, trying to brain wash her into their own creation. Control. The monks wanted control over Ren, of which the girl refused to give. Rentia Stormbin! Are you alright my dear? The voice had called behind her, knocking Ren out of the daze she had been remembering a long time ago. Though it had not been too awfully Ren was fifteen now, her torment had ended before she had turned thirteen, when a eunuch had come and pushed the monks away, pulling Ren out of the hole that had been her home for three years. I'm fine Kass. Ren's voice was hollow, she was looking down below from the window of a walk way. The yard was vast below them, and the girls had gathered outside, different garments fluttered around them depicting which was better of their class or not, but there was one Ren could always tell from the others. A girl that stood about a foot or so above the others in her class, dressed in her long sky blue gown with her back to Ren from above as they recited a message from the scripts. Terra. I see. Kass was by her side now, a tall porky man of thirty eight, but Ren had known him before he had become what he was to the monastery, a eunuch. He had been the one to save her from her torment, to talk to monks into giving her over to his care, to see if there might be a better use for her. So Kass had found people to train with her, like a proper knight, like a boy. At first it had been an experiment of his own, but when Ren started to beat all her opponents, when more rings gravitated towards her then had ever been allowed before, ten in all, one for each finger, he had known then his experiments would only take her so far. Every day you look out this window. Every day you look at the back of a girl you once grew up, a girl you once loved, who once loved you. Every day that girl must repent for her sins for loving another girl she grew up. Every day you know that is not the girl you once loved. Yet..you come back the next day expecting her to look back. Ren's green eyes dropped to her hands on sill of the large stone window, though there was no glass there, just an empty space. Tears had collected in her eyes and Kass had watched, hands together and masked by the long sleeves of his robe. Rentia Stormbin. Terra tortured you. Not the Terra you know, no that girl died long ago once she realized what she would become, but it doesn't change the way she tortured you for years before I came to save you. So please. He stepped forward, further into Ren's view. Stop allowing her to torture you more. That girl is not the girl you once knew and you...you are so much more than she will ever be. Ren had been as ready as she ever would be today. Though Kass had decided it best for them to wait a while as Ren dried her tears, telling her there was no point in crying anymore, for people were mean to the girl, and the boys would be much worse. Kass himself knew all too well how boys could be, after all it had been the Templars that had found it best he no longer have a cock and Ren had been reluctant to sit and listen to the story as they walked closer to the training room. I only tell you because we are the same more or less. We are both freaks to the entirety of this world and freaks like us need other freaks to remain whole. As long as you have my back Rentia, I will have yours. They had stood outside the large black double doors, knights had been sculpted into the wood, Templars from the start of time. Ren was unsure if she wanted to enter yet, and Kass gave her pause. No rings lined Ren's hand, the eunuch had them in his. After all, she was his responsibility for now, so he was wise to keep them near him and out of reach from others. This is her then? Ren's face had turned to see three Knights walking up, though no guards were on them and they wore long black tunics with black pants, rope around their waist, and rings lined their right hands. They all looked old in different age, but Ren knew these were some of the instructors she would be learning from. When I heard the first girl ever would be joining us, I expected her to be much taller than this. The man pushed his hand forward, hovering it above Ren's head. His hand cast a shadow on the stone wall, marking just how tall Ren was. She was only a good five feet, maybe an inch or two shorter, maybe a bit taller, but compared to the knights in front of her she would be chicken shit by the end of the day. There is a tall girl in the healers class. I heard the two of you came from the same village the same day. Was expecting you to be just as tall. Sad shit of a sight to see you below my knee. What did ya call me! Ren was agitated, angry. She had been picked on, pushed around, mocked everywhere she went, and she had refused to back down. Just because I'm short doesn't mean I can't kick ya ass like I'm suppose to! Ren huffed, and the knight grinned patting her on her head this only annoyed Ren further. Her hair was a blond color, a bit of white and red streaking through it naturally so from a distance it looked more red than it actually was, but it was a common trait in her pale skinned family. Stormbin family then? I've only seen that hair coloring from them. The knight commented, but he looked at Kass who was staring at Ren bewildered. It still amazed the eunuch to this days of Ren's furious rage though in a way he could understand. She'll probably nip my ankles and I'll punch her out if she does. The knight grinned grasping the eunuch's attention. I think it unwise Sir. Rentia is not like the boys in there. What she lacks in height she makes up for in skill. Kass was confident in that, but Ren wavered at the thought. She felt sick, she was unsure if she could do this and she wondered how poorly her new classmates might treat her. Yes Sir. She is a Stormbin indeed. That was how they became famous long ago, before the darkness overwhelmed them and took their lands, cattle, and family away from them. Ren's eyes dropped, her hair was long and pulled into a ponytail on top of her head, but the tail dropped below her ass. Kass had refused to let the girl cut it, it was not like many Stormbin had that weird hair coloring anymore. Most of their hair coloring had been diluted over the years. Are you ready girl? The knight finally commented, happy with the displeased look Ren had given when her family had been brought up. It was true they had once been wealthy many centuries ago, but that had been long ago, and Ren had only been born fifteen years prior so she knew little of the shame. Only that now her family was peasants in anyone's eyes and they had been great long ago. I am. Ren exclaimed, though her face was sad as the knights moved passed her. The two that were behind the instructor moved and pushed open the door for him, and the scene hit Ren as the instructor moved inside. Kass was next, though he paused looking back at the girl who stood unmoving. It's wise you come inside now girl. the instructor called as Kass looked at her and Ren gulped. She wore a similar attire to what the boys wore, though they had decided to give her a brown color just to further make her stand out. Ren wasn't sure what the color meant, but looking around she could tell she was the only one wearing the muddy color. She had no shoes, no guards and Ren walked in silently with her head down as she had been taught after years of abuse. Her pale milkly feet touched the ground, her hands exposed as well as her round face as her and Kass stood in the middle of the room with the instructor in front of them. This is your new classmate. Rentia Stormbin. This is now her classroom as it is yours. Do not go easy on her, we are not to give the girl hand outs! The instructor snarled looking at her as he pointed to Kass. This man is in charge of the girl. I suppose if one of my boy's breaks her hands she'll go crying to you. Won't you girl? Ren looked up at the instructor, but Kass nudged her to remain quiet, so she did. At least she knows some manners. I am your instructor now Rentia Stormbin, Tulik. Remember my name, because I'll only say it once! Ren gulped before nodding. Go sit over there. Tulik pointed to a corner where the bench was empty, and Kass began to walk, Ren behind him as she tried not to look at the boys in her class. Though she realized, they were all much older than she was.