On the new hunt
Sunday, 10 March 2019 16:36![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
littlesilvertipThree years, nearly four years is a long time, but it went by so fast. So many things to write about: getting married, starting a family, the guerilla war over the Mine, walking the night sky... so many things that I'm proud of, things that I love. The war against Pebble is ongoing, even if we have them running in defeat. My daughter is back with my husband in the village. Even if I can't spend large amounts of time with them, I still want to be close.
So why am I going back to the "Old Wheel?" In a word, Sedna.
She's one of the old gods of the people up north. A deep, powerful, and mercurial woman, master of the north seas. And she came to me while exploring the night sky, and told me things. She told me that there was, or is, or will be an evil down by what was the Old Wheel, where there's the New Accord, and it will be my duty to bring about its destruction. The only help I have is that when I see the evil, I will know. Since I don't already know, it must be a thing that hasn't yet happened. So, duty calls. Begrudgingly, south I go.
This area is like an old glove: comfortable and familiar. I found my way around back to the bawn easily, where I ran into Slug. He had something for me - coca leaves and peyote. I hadn't chewed since I'd been pregnant. It's probably been just as well. But it'd be a shame for it to go to waste. He said Scar's still alive... and something about pinching him. He also made third rank. I didn't expect that, honestly. Maybe he's growing into a leader? People change.
As he said: it's almost nice to see one of the people from the old days alive. Grow or Die, right?
Afterwards, I started heading back up to my old home, the old log that I shaped into a private retreat, so I could settle in while I hunt whatever it is I'm to lead against. On the way on up, a small rock hit me - it was Val. She's older, now, almost grown up again. Apparently she's a mom of some sorts... or, I don't know. She tried to explain it, but she said that their sex doesn't involve any sex, and that there's this magic egg she's watching... it wasn't a very good explanation. Afterwards, she gave me a kiss, but it was like I'd kiss Flo. That was... weird. I don't quite know what to make of it. Still, it's good to see familiar feathers, right?
So why am I going back to the "Old Wheel?" In a word, Sedna.
She's one of the old gods of the people up north. A deep, powerful, and mercurial woman, master of the north seas. And she came to me while exploring the night sky, and told me things. She told me that there was, or is, or will be an evil down by what was the Old Wheel, where there's the New Accord, and it will be my duty to bring about its destruction. The only help I have is that when I see the evil, I will know. Since I don't already know, it must be a thing that hasn't yet happened. So, duty calls. Begrudgingly, south I go.
This area is like an old glove: comfortable and familiar. I found my way around back to the bawn easily, where I ran into Slug. He had something for me - coca leaves and peyote. I hadn't chewed since I'd been pregnant. It's probably been just as well. But it'd be a shame for it to go to waste. He said Scar's still alive... and something about pinching him. He also made third rank. I didn't expect that, honestly. Maybe he's growing into a leader? People change.
As he said: it's almost nice to see one of the people from the old days alive. Grow or Die, right?
Afterwards, I started heading back up to my old home, the old log that I shaped into a private retreat, so I could settle in while I hunt whatever it is I'm to lead against. On the way on up, a small rock hit me - it was Val. She's older, now, almost grown up again. Apparently she's a mom of some sorts... or, I don't know. She tried to explain it, but she said that their sex doesn't involve any sex, and that there's this magic egg she's watching... it wasn't a very good explanation. Afterwards, she gave me a kiss, but it was like I'd kiss Flo. That was... weird. I don't quite know what to make of it. Still, it's good to see familiar feathers, right?
