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Thread: Another Life (Cheshire Smirk & darkangel76)

Amarylis' head remained bent, her eyes fixed upon the floor. The weapons still felt so strange and foreign in her hands, as if they never meant to be there in the first place. She wondered what the woman who once held them would think if she could see who her successor was. She'd probably laugh and the very idea. She was nothing like that woman and didn't think it possible that she ever could be. That woman had probably held a sword as a child... she'd, at best, held a stick and most certainly not as one would a sword or any other type of weapon. As she stared at the floor, she listened to sound of Arzale's breathing. She could hear the rise and fall of his chest, the sound of bitter disappointmentalready she was failing and in front of so many. Her cheeks grew warm and she could feel the weapons slipping, her knees shaking. But then came his next question, one alluding to death. For a brief moment, her eyes closed and all she could envision were those moments as she watched his companion die as she touched her forehead while he tried in vain to staunch the blood flow from her wounded body. When Amarylis opened them, she slowly lifted her head and looked up at Arzale through her hair that had fallen in front of her pale face. Sir, you misunderstand. It is not death itself I fear, she began. Rather, I... her voice trailed a moment and she felt a surge of embarrassment wash over her. She suddenly felt selfish and very aware of all the eyes watching her. Rather that I haven't experienced much, sir. Amarylis wanted to run and hide in that moment, to drop the weapons she'd been given and hide somewhere when no one could look at her any longer, where no one could judge her. She felt beyond selfish for stating what she had, but it was the truth. She understood that everyone died in their time, but there was still so much she wanted to see, wanted to do. It was why she'd set out from Merrowdowns as she hadto live life.
Thread: Another Life (Cheshire Smirk & darkangel76)

Thinking of paths untraveled will only bring ache and sorrow. A warrior learns quickly to look forward to nothing but the rising sun, and to appreciate the simple pleasures of life such as the chill morning air or a good day's hunting. What was it like to see through Amaralys' eyes? Or the eyes of any who grew up in the land of plenty? Survival of the tribe came first, Sunderfang children were taught that lesson before they could even read. How many deaths had Arzale witnessed in his life? No, how many deaths had he caused in his life? To think of death as anything more than an inevitability would lead a warrior to madness. It was difficult to talk battle philosophy to a person who had never fought before. There was some merit in Amarylis' shame. At least she understood that her old ways of thinking would do her no good now. That was as promising as a bright, warm dawn filled with the sounds of game. Perhaps he should phrase things differently, make her see things other than her own death in his questions. You will see many lands as Shield-Maiden, hear many languages and meet many people. You will speak with most of these people only once. Your spear and shield will be your words. With each conversation you'll find yourself more eloquent and confident. Arzale then stepped behind Amarylis and took hold of the spear, shifting it in her grip until she held the weapon at it's balance point. Next Arzale slid the shield strap up onto Amarylis' forearm, so that her fingertips stopped just inches from the edge of the heavy bulwark. Hopefully the adjustments to her hold would make it easier to carry the araments...Admittedly oversized as they were. Larethia had been a woman of unusual strength despite her stature and Arzale couldn't think of any of the other maidens that could've brought her weapons to battle. Lightning crackled across the sky, dark storm clouds rolling in from all directions. Arzale looked towards the heavens and raised a brow at the echoing thunderclaps that boomed from the horizon. It was time to retire to his chambers, Arzale really didn't feel up to getting drenched. Studded leather and chain were not the most comfortable things when dry, when wet they were barely short of complete torment. Arzale made his way below deck, motioning for Amarylis to follow. Each warrior's chamber was adjoined by an equal sized chamber for his Shield-Maiden. There were many different kinds of bonds between Warrior and Maiden, some simple friendships, others resembled that of dear Or occasionally true siblings, and even other closer relationships. As they ran the whole gamut, each pairing was given their own quarters to ensure an agreeable arrangement could always be found.
Thread: Another Life (Cheshire Smirk & darkangel76)

Amarylis stood motionless, as still as her body would allow as Arzale came behind her and began to show her the proper way to hold the items she awkwardly held in her hands. As they moved and slid into place, she found her head tilting in wonder at how strangely they suddenly felt. It was as if they weren't even there, suddenly becoming a part of heran extension. She wondered if it would become natural to hold such things in such a manner or if thought and care would always come first before she'd be able to find the perfect way in which to grip weapons. Swallowing down the lump that formed in her throat, Amarylis turned her head slightly and looked up into those steely eyes of Arzale's. They'd seen much of battle and warfare and no doubt much elsemuch more than she could comprehend. She gave him a nod and turned to look back at how she held the weapons, trying her best to memorize not just the feel, but where her hands set, her arms. Everything. When Arzale backed away and the storm began to settle above them all, Amarylis turned to look up at the sky. Indeed, it was becoming dark and the sight of the ominous clouds and the storm it was bringing along with them made her shiver. Without hesitation, she followed Arzale when he beckoned not knowing where she was going only that it would be away from the impending threat of a downpour. Once below deck, she glanced about herself and took in her surroundings. They were simple enoughtwo rooms adjacent to one another. She wondered which one was to be hers. Amarylis stepped further inside just then. Where should I place these? she then asked Arzale, her voice soft. Should... should I clean them before putting them away? She wasn't sure how to care for weapons or any such equipment, but they'd just seen battle, still had the remnants of their last siege upon it. And she wasn't sure if anything specific needed to be done about that or not before storing them away. As Amarylis looked at Arzale with an expression of uncertainty, she could feel her hair falling into her face. She had the urge to push it away, but to do so would mean dropping something or setting it aside. And that just wasn't an option at the present moment. Lifting her head a bit so that she could peer through the fallen strands, she hoped she hadn't asked anything silly. Just then, there was another rumbling clap of thunder and the sound of rain could be heard pounding, hard, against the decks above.
Thread: Another Life (Cheshire Smirk & darkangel76)

Amarylis found the tallow upon entering her quarters and immediately set to working it in to the leather portion of the weapons that were suddenly bestowed upon her. She wasn't entirely sure if she was doing things correctly, but she figured over time she'd learn how to do things better, more efficiently and in ways that just felt more comfortable. Right now, she knew things would just seem awkward. Suddenly, the ship began to rock heavily. Amarylis closed her eyes for a moment as she felt her tummy lurch. No. No, she would not let the sea get to her. She would overcome this somehow. As it was, everyone on board clearly saw her as a potential burden. Even she saw herself as one, questioning the choice of Arzale to keep her as the one person to train and become something she had fears to become, felt she could never be. Or was that just what it was... fear? Honestly, Amarylis didn't know. All of these things were so very foreign to her and everything was happening so quickly. She hadn't been given time to think or adjust. One moment she'd been watching the sunrise, the next she'd watched a woman covered in her own blood die. Now she was aboard a vessel cleaning weapons that were to be her own. Truly, this was the stuff of bardsong. Amarylis had to giggle at the irony. She'd always been drawn to music and epic stories of love and adventure. Her parents had often told her that she dreamed too much, had no sense of what life was like and it was why she'd set off to see things for herself. It had struck her funny that her parents were not happy about her leaving. But now she understood why. She had been so nave, so unaware of the world and the things it held and now she might never see her family again. Yes, her life was forever changed. Suddenly, Amarylis' ears perked up. Was that... music? She'd finished with the weapons and carefully put them away. It was a bit difficult walking as the ship swayed with the angry sea. The storm outside must be rough, she was sure of it. But she wouldn't let that deter her from enjoying the lilting sounds of those strings as she heard them being plucked and strummed. They were soothing, reminded her of home almost even if the tunes were unfamiliar. Once Amarylis stored the weapons away, she walked to where her room adjoined with Arzale's and peeked inside. She could see him playing somethinga mandolin. Yes, she recognized it instantly and couldn't help but smile. She never would've expected the man to know how to play such a thing nor to play it as well as he did. It was a surprise to be sure, a welcome one. A smile began to play on her lips and slowly, almost hesitantly, she entered his room. I didn't know you could play the mandolin, Amarylis said softly. Her hands clasped in front of her and she dared to take a few more steps inside Arzale's room. She could still feel the rocking of the ship, but the music helped. It helped with more than anyone could possibly know. We have those back in Merrowdowns, where I'm from, she added, still smiling. You play beautifully.
Thread: Another Life (Cheshire Smirk & darkangel76)

Music is something we Sunderfangs prize. Battle-drums to bolster our warrior's spirits and shake our foes, hymns of war to steel ourselves during sieges, and of course songs for other occasions. Music is something that the smiths, cooks, hunters, weavers and warriors can all contribute to, it's something to keep us united. Arzale continued to play without thinking, fingers working the strings almost of their own accord. The tone was now something a bit slower and somber, most certainly meant to accompany a dirge. The song was called 'The Doors Swing Wide', a song for wakes and mourning. It took Arzale a moment to notice what he was playing and the strings quickly changed to something a bit faster and more upbeat, notes meant to welcome in the first rains of spring. The ship continued to toss and shudder against the storm, pressing on through a gale that would shake even the sturdiest of crews. It was fortunate that Amarylis was finding solace in the music, the storm would only get worse. Merrowdowns? That wasn't a place Arzale was familiar with. Though this was admittedly because the Sunderfangs rarely pressed inland, preferring to keep their raids swift and sudden. Even now Sunderfang scouting vessels were roaming along the southern coasts, sizing up ports and looking for the next viable target. Raiding season ended in late spring as it seemed like guard-vessels and naval patrols stepped up when the weather became fairer. Few captains of southern-blood had the stones to chase Sunderfang vessels into the Northern Seas. The Northern Seas were known for their fickleness and sudden bouts of fury, deep waters that mercilessly swallowed vessels that were not prepared for the voyage. I have never heard of Merrowdown before. Tell me of it. A southerner might see such questions as cruelty. Why would a captor make their captive think even more of their lost homeland? The answer was simple Vallios did not see himself or his tribe as Amarylis' captors. The woman should be dead like every other member of that small, burned husk that was once a town. However she lent aid to try and save Larethia's life, and so the tribe owed her an honor debt. That honor debt was fulfilled by giving Amarylis a place among the Sunderfang as Shield-Maiden. In the eyes of a Sunderfang Amarylis' old life had ended the moment she chose to aid Larethia. In the past warriors of opposing tribes who fought exceptionally well were often spared and offered a place among the Sunderfangs for their valor in combat. Those that accepted were treated as Sunderfang, but were not forbidden to show the markings of their old clan. To deny them such a dignity would insult their honor and their past, instead those warriors were also branded with Sunderfang markings. 'Adopted' warriors were also held back at Vaern during raids against, or defending versus their old tribe. It would be wrong to ask a warrior fulfilling an honor-debt to fight his blood-kin.
Thread: Seeing the sights (With_out_Strings& Loneiysong)

The american road trip, one of the a long lasting tradition of seeing the country with the family during that summer that has yet to go away. Jaylene got a call from her sister not to long ago, she said that her daughter wanted to go on a trip but because she had to work she could not make the time, so she asked her to take her daughter, Jaylene's Niece on a road trip cause she knew that she had an RV camper and had plenty of time on her hands. Jaylene agreed, she pick up her in a couple of days and have her back home before the start of the school year. Jaylene drove the up and parked the beast of a machine outside of her sisters house and went stepped out to great her niece. she wondered how much she had grown since she last saw her?
Thread: Seeing the sights (With_out_Strings& Loneiysong)

Rose was about 18 years old. In the fall, she would be going away to college. She wanted to look around and explore the world. But her mom had told her she would be going to the college in the fall. Rose wanted one last summer with her mom. But like everything else, her mother was too busy and instead had someone do it for her. Aunt Jay. Frowning, she sat waiting for her aunt looking at her bags. She was excited, but whatever. Hearing her aunt knock on the door, Rose stood up. She opened the door and smiled. Rose was 5'7, tall, and very beautiful. Her hair was red and curly. Down her back. She wore a white button down shirt that was tied up between her breasts. She wore some blue shorts. Her blue eyes looked at her aunt and she moved forward and hugged her close and shut her eyes and leaned in sighing. She hadn't seen her aunt in a long time, but she needed a maternal presence.
Thread: Seeing the sights (With_out_Strings& Loneiysong)

Jay welcomed the warn hug from her niece, she had grown into quite a young women, she remembered when rose was as tall as her knee and trying to get every one attention one way or another, she was quite a sight to see. Jaylene was not about the same height as her niece, her hair was long almost went all the way down to the middle of her back and was tied back into a simple ponytail, she wore a pair of loose fitting jeans and a t-shirt the hugged her large breast. she wore a pair of old beat up boots that had seen better days, but they were just the sort of foot ware one need for the thing they were going to be doing. Rose you have become quite a sight, I bet all the boys have been after you? she said jokingly as she look around to see if Rose had any beg she needed help with.
Thread: Seeing the sights (With_out_Strings& Loneiysong)

She smiled and looked over her aunt. Rose was impressed. With a sigh, she shook her head back and forth thinking about the only company she got now adays. Yea, they seem to be the only constant in my life right now. She moved into the house, grabbing her one large suitcase, she moved out and looked at her aunt and blushed. Sorry mom drafted you to do this. I was hoping that she would take up the pleasure herself, bt, I guess I am not that interesting of company. She moved forward to teh RV with Jay and looked up sheilding her eyes. She laughed. Damn, it is huge.
Thread: Seeing the sights (With_out_Strings& Loneiysong)

Well I remember my road trip I took with you Mom, we were stuck in a Station wagon and we did not have much space with the two of us and your grandparents. we were going kill each other just for a little more space, So I thought I get this for our trip. no sense of the two of us being at each other throats. Jaylene said as she walk out with rose. So where do you want to go first? she asked this trip was for her niece so it was only right that she get to choose where they went. she then open the door to the back so Rose could put her luggage away an get a look of the place she would call home for the next three months.
Thread: Seeing the sights (With_out_Strings& Loneiysong)

I just want to be close to an authority figure. She laughed adn came to the RV and climbed inside. She then bit her lip and blushed. Digging into her purse, she laid out a large map of America. Some of the maps folded out into a larger map and along it were different stops and she smiled. This will be our plot. But it subjected. It isn't about the destination, it is about the journey and those you have ot share it with.
Thread: Seeing the sights (With_out_Strings& Loneiysong)

So just drive maybe toward Washington, an when we see something that catches our eyes, we stop and explore? sound like fun. she said as she put Rose's bag away so it was not bouncing around while they drove. darn Rose what you pack in this bag, a bowling ball? she said as she lifted into a storage area. Jaylene had already do her stuff away, she even pack a few toys if the night were to get lonely enough, but she did not expect to get much use out of them. but the girl scouts code was be perpared, or was that the boy scouts? oh an I was maybe thinking that we might hit San Francisco, I like to maybe see the Folsom Street Fair if we can make it on time for it. she said as she moved towards the drives seat getting ready to drive off to where ever Rose pick for them to go.
Thread: Seeing the sights (With_out_Strings& Loneiysong)

Right. She smiled and then looked at her as she put her bag away. Her aunt was strong, and she was very beautiful. I packed enough to see me through a few days on the RV. She smiled and looked at her aunt and then looked back to the road and crossed her legs. She smiled and then nodded. Great it sounds awesome. I always wanted to go to a street fair of debauchery and lust. She laughed adn then looked around and then smiled telling her teh free way to get onto and leaned back putting the map away. She looked at her aunt Jay adn Rose looked down and thought. Aunt Jay, mom has told me stories. She bit her lip and then looked at her aunt who was said to be very promiscuous.
Thread: Seeing the sights (With_out_Strings& Loneiysong)

Jaylene laugh, she was not sure what her sister said about her, but she was not one to make up stories or lies. What sort of stories did dear my dear sister tell you, maybe some thing from my days in college or when I work a summer as a showgirl in Las Vegas. she said as she started the RV up and started to drive off. I have done a lot of things and I'm not ashamed of one single thing I have done. Carpe diem, seize the day, I live my life that way and I have never been more happy. Jay said as she turn down the street to head towards the highway. an like that they were on there way.
Thread: Seeing the sights (With_out_Strings& Loneiysong)

Aunt Jay, who do you perfer? Boys or girls? SHe said and looked at her and buckled up and leaned back and watched her. Rose was intrigued by her wild child aunt. She knew that at the very least, the summer was going to be a very interesting one. Vegas? Wow! She was never told that. She had only ever been told that her aunt was a lesbian. In fact, Rose suspected that she was supposed to turn Aunt Jay into a perfectly straight person. Two birds with one stone and all that nonsense.
Thread: Seeing the sights (With_out_Strings& Loneiysong)

I like both just fine Rose, but I have a soft spot for Girls. she replied as she drove up the on ramp to the highway, she even had a little laugh at the question. she wondered what it was that her sister said about her. Maybe her sister was still a little bit mad about the time she caught her making out with her best friend back when the two of them were still in school. So what about you, are you into guy or girls your self? she ask turning her head to check the traffic, but to also gauge her nieces reaction
Thread: Seeing the sights (With_out_Strings& Loneiysong)

Virgin. Only made out with boys. She blushed and looked down. Mom would disown me if I ever did anything witht eh same sex. She blushed and then reached out and turned on some music turning it on low and sighed leaning back with a sigh and watched the landmarks pass by.
Thread: Seeing the sights (With_out_Strings& Loneiysong)

Wow how does a girl your age stay a virgin? she joked as she watch rose turn on the music. When I was you age I had at lest two friends with benefits and a Girlfriend. she said with a laugh as she started to grove to the radio Jaylene thought about how sheltered a life she was living, an her mother was not helping matters either, she she be the one making this trip, but she then got a stupid silly idea, just crazy and stupid enough that Rose would either laugh not accept the idea, or would accept and this would be a once in a life time moments. You know what Rose, if your cool with this idea, I'll make it my mission that this summer you lose you Cherry to a guy or a girl you like, an if you don't find one, I'll take your cherry myself she said with a laugh as if she was making a joke, but it was partly a joke, but she was also serous in other ways.
Thread: Seeing the sights (With_out_Strings& Loneiysong)

As Aunt Jay said the phrase, she just shrugged adn leaned back and looked out the window. She sighed adn then looked at Aunt Jay. I bet you don't didn't have an overbearing mother. SHe sighed adn then leaned back and shook her head and bit her lip. With a soft sigh, she looked at her and then sighed rubbing her legs a bit and shut her eyes adn then her aunt was speaking again. Listening, she looked at her and could not help but smile wider. This was too good to be true. So cautiously, she looked at her. What do you get out of it? SHe whispered and looked at her.
Thread: Seeing the sights (With_out_Strings& Loneiysong)

Well I get to see my niece happy, or at lest do something that he will enjoy. an if I can't find you a person that you like, I end up sleeping with a smart sexy teenager. Jaylene said as she drove off the highway to a near by gas station Her Niece was quite a sight, she had dated women that were just as good looking but were not as smart, and most of all they just could relate to them, at lest with Rose, she knew what her mother was like and she could relate to her. An while I might now have an overbearing mother, I do have an overbearing sister, so that has to count for something she said with a laugh, making light hearted fun of Rose's mother, an her sister at the same time.
Thread: Seeing the sights (With_out_Strings& Loneiysong)

She smiled adn then nodded. Deal. And if I can help you with anything, let me know. Standing up, she moved outside. Turning back, she canted her head and smiled. Hey, Aunt Jay, what type of gas does this monster take? I will pump if you pay. She smiled and moved forward adn chuckled softly. She loved her aunt Jay. So very much.