[HQ Ignorance] Scene 12: The Mystic of Vustria

[Lev Lafayette]

Oh very appropriate; and great timing too...

Take a Hero Point.

--- Dougie Punk <dougiepunk at gmail.com> wrote:

> 
> Blood, lots of blood.
> 
> Bright red staining virgin white snow.
> 
> The unease had grown with the first Telmori howls
> and had grown into  
> blinding pangs of pain behind
> Karala-Walks-With-The-Great-White - 
> Wolf's eyes as the night grew deeper and the
> presence of the Hunters  
> more obvious. With the pain came visions,
> nightmares... memories?
> 
> A beatiful morning, crisp, clear and cold, birdsong
> lilting from the  
> snow heavy firs of the forest. Her mother smiling
> over as she scraped  
> a reindeer skin to make Karala a new pair of
> moccasins, her father,  
> martin pelts slung over one shoulder, cheerfully
> waving his boomerang  
> in greeting as he emerged from the pines.
> 
> Shattered by violence.
> 
> Her father suddenly spouting a shaft of wood from
> his stomach the  
> another from his neck before his face had time to
> register its  
> horror... Her mother standing over her, filled with
> the power of the  
> Mother, all bulk and horns, trying to keep the
> mocking, drooling  
> monsters from her daughter.. falling to more shafts
> launched as the  
> beast men danced away from her wicked antlers..
> blood everywhere...  
> being pulled from under her mothers shrinking form
> as her magic died  
> with her.. being mauled by leering, lecherous,
> rampant evil..
> 
> Then snarls and howls and sleek fur.. and more
> blood, more  
> violence... then darkness...
> 
> Awakening in shaggy warmth, the gentle nuzzling and
> licking soothing  
> the fears brought on by the huge teeth of the
> Predator that curled  
> around her...
> 
> A hot bowl of steaming reindeer stew was pressed
> into her hands by a  
> Hunter. There where four of them along with their
> Companions, and  
> though their tongue was full of whines and growls
> and barks, it was  
> the tongue of Karala's people. She understood the
> words but little of  
> their meaning. Of her mother and father, their
> hunting camp, or their  
> Herd, their was nothing. The old Hunter talked to
> her, at her. His  
> urgency was lost on her, his stream of words drowned
> by her grief,  
> her loss....
> 
> He spoke of visions and destiny, weirds and curses,
> the freedom of  
> his people and how one day they would save hers if 
> they themselves  
> where saved. Karala struggled to understand what
> this had to do with  
> her, but she was only five winters old and the Old
> Hunter grew ever  
> more frustrated, talking of omens and long hard
> journeys, following  
> the Great White Wolf that kept Karala snuggled up in
> its warmth.
> 
> After the Hunters and their Companions had left, the
> great Predator  
> had taken her upon its back and found more of her
> People, but things  
> had never been the same again for among her people
> was a Prophesy. A  
> Prohesy of one who walked with the Reindeer people's
> Nemesis, who  
> heralded the end of their sacred way of life, yet
> would also save the  
> People from a doom not understood by weird-seers...
> Nothing was ever  
> the same again...
> 
> Karala, keeping her pain and her vision haunted
> memories to herself,  
> knew that Fate was upon her. She steeled her spirt
> for the following  
> meeting and the questions she must ask, for surely
> this Mystic might  
> have some answers, though she dreaded what they
> could be...
> 
> 
> OOC: Hi Lev, hope this isn't landing too much in
> your lap - I have to  
> admit I'm not quite sure where I'm going from here
> so all ideas  
> welcome:).
> 
>  >Been using Uleria cult magic, eh?
> 
> Life's definitely looking up at the mo :).
> 
> Dougie
> 
> -:).
> 
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