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It has come to my attention that I did, in fact, not post a few days ago, despite my memory telling me I did. I should remedy that soon.
With Janius' reminder, Kaleeth leaned over to the riverbank nearby and grabbed her satchel, then grabbed the other waterskin it contained. "Not yet, but I can if you think I need it." She quickly downed the waterskin's contents, then packed it back into the satchel. Going back to the matter at hand, she tried to calm herself down and think more rationally on the situation. "I understand why you do not want to hurt my life, but...I had a reason to choose not to go with him. His hate for you is not a part of the teachings of the Hist. If I go with him and refuse you, I would be acting against the Hist's teaching. I am not supposed to hate, and I do not want to support his hate. I wish I could help him change, but...I don't think I can. I don't think you can. All his family and friends died because of the slaver.s They tortured him and cut of some of his toes. He still has nightmares about the Imperial woman. I just...I do not want you to think different of him than he is. I love you, but I love Father too. I know you may not see it, but...Father is very compassionate man. He is the most selfless, loyal person in the village. He gives all his time to the village and our family, and he has sacrificed a lot many times to keep everyone safe. When I was young, we had a few months of famine where we could not find animals to hunt, and could not grow enough food. Father did not eat for a week just so me and my brother would have food. He has always said he would give his life for us, and, even with what is going on...I still think he would. Before now, he never yelled at me other than in training. If you really want to talk to him...I don't think he would attack you, not again. He was very angry to see us mating, but he may have calmed some by tomorrow. I do not think it will help though. He will probably just yell at you more and make you leave his hut. If he could, he would make you and your friends leave the village, but Thorantilth or Reanaseer would need to agree too."
Kaleeth looked over and grabbed Janius' hand in hers. She stopped herself from sobbing enough that she could speak more clearly. "Father...he loves me, I know he does. I do not think he would be caring so much about this if he did not. It is just...he hates Imperials. He does not trust them, and he wants to protect me. Even if he is wrong. Like I said, I wish it was Saxhleel that hurt him, not Imperials. Father, he was not from this village. He was hatched in another village, a smaller one that lived in the outer marshes. They...they were all killed, or taken. The Treeminder has always told me that slavery is rare now, that it is...illegal everywhere, but Father disagrees. He told me the stories of how his village took in visitors one day. There were a few races, but the leader was an Imperial man. They stayed for a while, traded, shared stories, then left, but...a few days later he came back with more people and attacked when they were weak, while many hunters were away. They killed everyone who fought back and tied up the others, then they waited for the other hunters to come back and killed them. Father was young, I think only nine or ten, he couldn't fight back, so they tied him up. He said he had to watch his mother die, and...that it was not fast. He does not like to talk about that."
Kaleeth let out a depressed sigh, then put her arm around Janius and rested her head on his shoulder. Now, more than any time, she needed comfort. "After everyone was dead, they took the ones they tied up and put them in a cart to take them out of Black Marsh. Father did not want to leave, so he did not, what is the word...cooperate. The wife of the leader, she was the one who punished him He talked back to one, so she whipped him for almost an hour. He kicked one of them, so she cut off some of his toes. He would have tried to escape, but it was the will of the Hist that he and the others were saved. A group of hunters from this village had to go farther than normal to find prey, and they found the slavers. They killed them and rescued all of the slaves. Most stayed here, in the village. Father is very loyal to the village now."
Kaleeth let out a depressed sigh, then put her arm around Janius and rested her head on his shoulder. Now, more than any time, she needed comfort. "After everyone was dead, they took the ones they tied up and put them in a cart to take them out of Black Marsh. Father did not want to leave, so he did not, what is the word...cooperate. The wife of the leader, she was the one who punished him He talked back to one, so she whipped him for almost an hour. He kicked one of them, so she cut off some of his toes. He would have tried to escape, but it was the will of the Hist that he and the others were saved. A group of hunters from this village had to go farther than normal to find prey, and they found the slavers. They killed them and rescued all of the slaves. Most stayed here, in the village. Father is very loyal to the village now."
Kaleeth wiped the blood from her nose and tried to stop herself from sobbing. She looked up from the ground at Janius with her vision blurred by tears. Closing her eyes, she shook her head lightly. "No, he will not hurt me. He care too much about me to do that on purpose. He is very angry, but I could see pain in his eyes. I hurt him very much. I...I do not think you should talk to him. I don't think he will like you, or ever like you. Father does not trust outsiders, but he really hates Imperials. I will be afraid if you go talk to him, especially alone. I love you, and I don't want him to hurt you...and I love him, and don't want you to hurt him. I just...I wish he could like you. Why could it not have been Saxhleel that did it?" Kaleeth said, stopping herself with tears before she could clarify.
"Do not speak to me, worm. You and your kind have already caused me enough grief. I know you have come to my home to harm us, and you have poisoned my daughter's mind and body. You do not deserve my answer." Zharanthixil answered with an expression that harbored even greater disdain than Janius'. His attitude towards Kaleeth was less directly angry and more disappointed. There was genuine grief in his eyes alongside the rage, grief with an intensity that showed how deep-seeded his anger towards Imperials was.
"Kaleeth, my daughter, it is within my capacity to forgive if you will just return to me. Come home, and we can cleanse you of his influence. Do not deny your family." Zharanthixil asked in a much more calm voice.
Kaleeth had a much harder time answering than she would have liked. Despite what Zharanthixil was doing now, and the impression he had given to Janius and his friends, he had always been a loving father. For as long as she could remember, he had devoted everything he had to caring for her, her mother, and the village as a whole. There was nothing more important to him than the village, and nothing more important in the village than his family. When Kaleeth's brother died the previous season, her father was grieving to some extent for months. He still had not entirely overcome the tragedy. Now, she was the only one, apart from his wife, that he had left, and she had still managed to anger him to the point of invoking his wrath upon his only child. This was the first time he had so much as raised his voice at her outside of training since she was but a hatchling. She hated that she had angered him to such an extent, and she feared that things would never go back to normal, regardless of what she did.
As she could not bring herself to answer immediately, Kaleeth sat down on the ground, drawing her legs in so she could rest her elbows on her knees and bury her face in her hands as she sobbed. She desperately wanted to find some way to placate her father. She was tempted to accept her father's deal and go along with him, but as much as she loved her father, she could not ignore how wrong she felt he was. Her mind was brought back to her memories as a young hatchling, sitting under the village tree with all the other hatchings and listening to the Treeminder teach about the Hist. She always enjoyed listening to his stories and had taken to heart their meaning. A part of her wished she could just go back in time and live again that part of her life where she could run carefree through the village getting into trouble with her friends. However, that was not the situation she was in. Now, her mind felt like it was being split apart by trying to choose between two people she cared deeply about. Janius may very well be her first love, but her father had been caring for and supporting her for all nineteen years of her life. In the end, it was not either person who influenced her final decision, but rather her beliefs. She was a faithful and loyal follower of the Hist, and her father's hatred was not their way. She could not claim to have learned anything from the Treeminder's lessons if she did not stand up for the beliefs she held.
"I...I can't. Kaleeth finally answered in a soft, frightful tone.
Zharanthixil shook his head and let out a sight. 'Foolish girl." The Master-Hunter commented before turning and heading back in the direction of the village, ignoring anything the pair had to say as he left.
"Kaleeth, my daughter, it is within my capacity to forgive if you will just return to me. Come home, and we can cleanse you of his influence. Do not deny your family." Zharanthixil asked in a much more calm voice.
Kaleeth had a much harder time answering than she would have liked. Despite what Zharanthixil was doing now, and the impression he had given to Janius and his friends, he had always been a loving father. For as long as she could remember, he had devoted everything he had to caring for her, her mother, and the village as a whole. There was nothing more important to him than the village, and nothing more important in the village than his family. When Kaleeth's brother died the previous season, her father was grieving to some extent for months. He still had not entirely overcome the tragedy. Now, she was the only one, apart from his wife, that he had left, and she had still managed to anger him to the point of invoking his wrath upon his only child. This was the first time he had so much as raised his voice at her outside of training since she was but a hatchling. She hated that she had angered him to such an extent, and she feared that things would never go back to normal, regardless of what she did.
As she could not bring herself to answer immediately, Kaleeth sat down on the ground, drawing her legs in so she could rest her elbows on her knees and bury her face in her hands as she sobbed. She desperately wanted to find some way to placate her father. She was tempted to accept her father's deal and go along with him, but as much as she loved her father, she could not ignore how wrong she felt he was. Her mind was brought back to her memories as a young hatchling, sitting under the village tree with all the other hatchings and listening to the Treeminder teach about the Hist. She always enjoyed listening to his stories and had taken to heart their meaning. A part of her wished she could just go back in time and live again that part of her life where she could run carefree through the village getting into trouble with her friends. However, that was not the situation she was in. Now, her mind felt like it was being split apart by trying to choose between two people she cared deeply about. Janius may very well be her first love, but her father had been caring for and supporting her for all nineteen years of her life. In the end, it was not either person who influenced her final decision, but rather her beliefs. She was a faithful and loyal follower of the Hist, and her father's hatred was not their way. She could not claim to have learned anything from the Treeminder's lessons if she did not stand up for the beliefs she held.
"I...I can't. Kaleeth finally answered in a soft, frightful tone.
Zharanthixil shook his head and let out a sight. 'Foolish girl." The Master-Hunter commented before turning and heading back in the direction of the village, ignoring anything the pair had to say as he left.
After Zharanthixil tackled Janius, he landed one strike after another. Janius did a fairly good job of protecting his head, but the Master-Hunter was relentless. Kaleeth was nearly paralyzed with fear at first, but when her father landed the first blow, her mind was immediately brought back to the fight with the wamasu. When the beast attacked, her first reaction was exactly like it was now. She cowered away from the threat, to afraid to stop it. Her cowardice was something that plagued her, something she hated. It was why she did not have too many friends among her fellow hunters; she was too frightful for them. It was Janius that saved her from death with the wamasu, and now, he was the one being hurt, and it was she that was in a position to help. She had to overcome her trepidation to do what was right.
Kaleeth ran up to her father and did her best to try and pull him off of Janius, but unfortunately, his reaction was instant. His response was more of an ingrained reaction than a conscious attack, but nevertheless, as soon as she touched him, he lashed out and struck her snout with his elbow. She recoiled back immediately, holding her hands over her face to cover the blood pouring from her nose. Zharanthixil stopped immediately as soon as he realized what he had done. His outward anger seemed to shift to a combination of disappointment and regret, and, more importantly, he stopped all aggression towards Janius. Actually, as soon as he let him go and stood to his feet, the Master-Hunter seemed to ignore Janius as if he were not there.
"You should not have done that, Kaleeth. You should know better. It was your foolish mistake that I accidentally hit you." Zharanthixil chided Kaleeth, trying to cast the blame off of himself and onto her.
Kaleeth was in tears by this point, not so much because of her injury as the situation itself. "Why are you doing this, father? Why did you attack him? The Hist teach us to be peaceful, not..violent and hateful."
"Foolish girl. The HIst teach us not to trust outsiders, and you have corrupted yourself by mating with one. What you have done is shameful, for both you, and our family." Zharanthixil shouted, his anger returning.
Kaleeth shook her head and sobbed slightly. "No, father, no they do not. The HIst teach us caution, but they do not spread hate, not like you have. I...I am not a hatchling anymore. It has been over nineteen years since I was hatched. Very soon, I will be a hunter of our clan. You cannot decide for me anymore. I chose to mate with him...and I would choose it again. There is nothing you can do to change that."
Zharanthixil barred his teeth once more and let out an angered growl. "You know not of what you speak. You may be an adult, but you act like a child caught up in wishful fantasies. I only regret that I did not arrive in time to stop your mistake"
The Master-Hunter finally paid attention to Janius once more, though that did not exactly seem to be a good thing. He was no longer violent, but his anger had not dissipated. He still felt the need to vent his rage. "You are not worth the air you breathe, kaoc. Be lucky I allow you to live after the insult you have cast upon my family."
Kaleeth ran up to her father and did her best to try and pull him off of Janius, but unfortunately, his reaction was instant. His response was more of an ingrained reaction than a conscious attack, but nevertheless, as soon as she touched him, he lashed out and struck her snout with his elbow. She recoiled back immediately, holding her hands over her face to cover the blood pouring from her nose. Zharanthixil stopped immediately as soon as he realized what he had done. His outward anger seemed to shift to a combination of disappointment and regret, and, more importantly, he stopped all aggression towards Janius. Actually, as soon as he let him go and stood to his feet, the Master-Hunter seemed to ignore Janius as if he were not there.
"You should not have done that, Kaleeth. You should know better. It was your foolish mistake that I accidentally hit you." Zharanthixil chided Kaleeth, trying to cast the blame off of himself and onto her.
Kaleeth was in tears by this point, not so much because of her injury as the situation itself. "Why are you doing this, father? Why did you attack him? The Hist teach us to be peaceful, not..violent and hateful."
"Foolish girl. The HIst teach us not to trust outsiders, and you have corrupted yourself by mating with one. What you have done is shameful, for both you, and our family." Zharanthixil shouted, his anger returning.
Kaleeth shook her head and sobbed slightly. "No, father, no they do not. The HIst teach us caution, but they do not spread hate, not like you have. I...I am not a hatchling anymore. It has been over nineteen years since I was hatched. Very soon, I will be a hunter of our clan. You cannot decide for me anymore. I chose to mate with him...and I would choose it again. There is nothing you can do to change that."
Zharanthixil barred his teeth once more and let out an angered growl. "You know not of what you speak. You may be an adult, but you act like a child caught up in wishful fantasies. I only regret that I did not arrive in time to stop your mistake"
The Master-Hunter finally paid attention to Janius once more, though that did not exactly seem to be a good thing. He was no longer violent, but his anger had not dissipated. He still felt the need to vent his rage. "You are not worth the air you breathe, kaoc. Be lucky I allow you to live after the insult you have cast upon my family."
I'm going to go to bed after this next post, so I'll go ahead and say goodnight in advance.
"Disrespect? You have gone much farther than disrespect." Zharanthixil said. His voice was at a normal volume, but the anger in his tone was palpable. "You come to my home, you mate with my daughter, then you have the gall to try and talk to me about respect, you worthless Imperial swine!" He shouted, practically growling at the end. He took a few more steps towards Janius, showing his teeth a bit more clearly. The Master-Hunter was not armed, but he nevertheless looked like he was ready for a fight. He had height on Janius, so his seething expression seemed all the more imposing.
Zharanthixil stopped for only a moment to glance at his daughter. She still looked terribly afraid, which did not seem to calm down the Master-Hunter. In fact, he seemed to become even angrier. It was unclear what thoughts were going through his mind when he looked back at Janius, but it was clear they were not peaceful. He stared in silence for what seemed like an eternity, letting his rage fester until it reached the tipping point. "No, you do not deserve my mercy." He said, letting out a yell as he took off in a dash towards Janius. It was clear that he was done talking.
Zharanthixil stopped for only a moment to glance at his daughter. She still looked terribly afraid, which did not seem to calm down the Master-Hunter. In fact, he seemed to become even angrier. It was unclear what thoughts were going through his mind when he looked back at Janius, but it was clear they were not peaceful. He stared in silence for what seemed like an eternity, letting his rage fester until it reached the tipping point. "No, you do not deserve my mercy." He said, letting out a yell as he took off in a dash towards Janius. It was clear that he was done talking.
Like I said, complications.
Perhaps courting the daughter of the anti-Imperial Master-Hunter is not the...safest move for an Imperial.
You should see the really devious plans I have farther down the road. Don't worry though, everything won't take some unexpected turn. If everything has some unexpected twist, then the unexpected quickly becomes expected.
Perhaps courting the daughter of the anti-Imperial Master-Hunter is not the...safest move for an Imperial.
You should see the really devious plans I have farther down the road. Don't worry though, everything won't take some unexpected turn. If everything has some unexpected twist, then the unexpected quickly becomes expected.
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