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Darin looked up, startled as the woman said her name instead of calling her Astra-Sol. Why had she done that? Was there a reason or was the human thinking too much into it? The title used, Ri'atal, was one she hadn’t heard for a long time. It brought back memories of a simpler time, or maybe, a younger time. Had her life ever been simple? Now it seemed like it was simpler back then, but at the time it had seem complex. Would there be time when she looked at back at her time in Tasen and think that it had been simpler then? What was with her and the introspective thoughts now? Would she be having them forever? Darin gave her head a shake. Now was not the time for that.
She took the apples from Ajoran’s arms to show the woman, “I was hoping you could teach me how to make fried bread. I want to try putting apple pie filling in it.” She smiled shakily, “Kind of like a blending of culture.” She seemed worried, “If that’s okay. Ms. Iari.”
It seemed to be alright because the older woman lead her around the kitchen. Darin followed the instructions in making fry bread closely but not exactly. Baking was more art than science. Still, after a couple of tries Darin had a better than passable attempt at fry bread. After she was sure that she could recreate it at will Darin moved to teach Iari how to make apple pie filling. Darin had too much fun doing that. The end result was something that made Darin smile. It wasn’t quite an apple dumpling back it was close. It was … apple fry bread.
She smiled as she handed a piece to Ajoran, “What do you think? I like it! We need to share with Ridahne.” Her smile faltered, “Do you know when she’ll be done with what … with what she’s doing?”
Darin wanted to see Ridahne. There was too much to talk about and to be honest Darin had put it off for long enough. Whatever had happened with the man that she had seen in the marketplace was just a starting point. Darin hoped beyond all reason that he wasn’t dead unless it turned out he was a murderer or something like that. If that was the case his death could only be expected. But if he hadn’t done anything wrong, killing him would be murder, not justice. Would Darin be allowed to ask? Okay, that was a dumb question. She was Astra-Sol, The Seed-Bearer. She had a bad feeling that if she went into the Sols and told them to do something over the top or seemingly unnecessary, they would probably do it without question. That was beyond alarming. She would have to try not to abuse the privilege.
^_^
Harai looked up as the Taja he asked for water came and gave him some. Could it make it pass the pair of guards? Probably not, plus it would depend on if he could get loose from his bonds and that seemed completely unlikely. The ones on his wrist were top tight to even wiggle. The Taja had to hold the cup so Harai could drink. He tried not to look at the Elf. He could feel the distain on the warrior’s face. He wasn’t even sure escaping was the best course of action. The Red Hand would kill him, probably. Would The Seed-Bearer have him kill or kill him herself. She had killed. Harai did not want to think about it.
She took the apples from Ajoran’s arms to show the woman, “I was hoping you could teach me how to make fried bread. I want to try putting apple pie filling in it.” She smiled shakily, “Kind of like a blending of culture.” She seemed worried, “If that’s okay. Ms. Iari.”
It seemed to be alright because the older woman lead her around the kitchen. Darin followed the instructions in making fry bread closely but not exactly. Baking was more art than science. Still, after a couple of tries Darin had a better than passable attempt at fry bread. After she was sure that she could recreate it at will Darin moved to teach Iari how to make apple pie filling. Darin had too much fun doing that. The end result was something that made Darin smile. It wasn’t quite an apple dumpling back it was close. It was … apple fry bread.
She smiled as she handed a piece to Ajoran, “What do you think? I like it! We need to share with Ridahne.” Her smile faltered, “Do you know when she’ll be done with what … with what she’s doing?”
Darin wanted to see Ridahne. There was too much to talk about and to be honest Darin had put it off for long enough. Whatever had happened with the man that she had seen in the marketplace was just a starting point. Darin hoped beyond all reason that he wasn’t dead unless it turned out he was a murderer or something like that. If that was the case his death could only be expected. But if he hadn’t done anything wrong, killing him would be murder, not justice. Would Darin be allowed to ask? Okay, that was a dumb question. She was Astra-Sol, The Seed-Bearer. She had a bad feeling that if she went into the Sols and told them to do something over the top or seemingly unnecessary, they would probably do it without question. That was beyond alarming. She would have to try not to abuse the privilege.
^_^
Harai looked up as the Taja he asked for water came and gave him some. Could it make it pass the pair of guards? Probably not, plus it would depend on if he could get loose from his bonds and that seemed completely unlikely. The ones on his wrist were top tight to even wiggle. The Taja had to hold the cup so Harai could drink. He tried not to look at the Elf. He could feel the distain on the warrior’s face. He wasn’t even sure escaping was the best course of action. The Red Hand would kill him, probably. Would The Seed-Bearer have him kill or kill him herself. She had killed. Harai did not want to think about it.
Thank you for the update.
Edited and BUMP!
Hooray! I'll have to start brainstorming charater possibilities!
There's no rush. I promise.
I just wanted to take a moment to wish you a personal Happy New Year's! I don't want to jinx it, but I'm still wishing you the best!
It's fine. I'm just glad you are doing alright.
Darin considered that as she finished her treat. It was true that she had taken the name Torzinei. Did that mean if she didn’t do the ceremony that Hadian would do it? Would one of Ajoran’s family members? She wasn’t sure and she didn’t want to ask. This whole marriage things made sense, in a confusing sort of way. She had a feeling that no matter how many questions she asked she might never really understand it, and to be honest she wasn’t sure she wanted to ask more question. She was going to have to though. She was going to have to learn what she was supposed to say in order to do it right. She didn’t want to be the reason why this went wrong.
She looked up at the sky, “In that case I better learn what I’m supposed to do and say during this ceremony. It wouldn’t do to mess it up after all.” She muttered to herself, “That’s the last thing I want.”
Now that Darin was done having fun the rain was starting to peter out. It would still be cloudy for a while and still be considerably cooler than most of Tasen would be used to, but soon they would be able to start drying things out that needed drying out. With any luck the hot desert wind would blow out most of the mostiue in the air before it became to muggy. Muggy was the worst and Darin would take that opinion to her grave even if that grave was hundreds of years from now. She moved to head back towards the Sols’ compound. They could walk and talk, and Darin was eager to get to a kitchen where she could work her apple-based magic. And see Ridahne, but she would keep that to herself for now.
^_^
Harai was frantic, “I don’t know any more! I swear! I only saw him once! I came to Tasen because of rumors that The Seed-Bearer was being helped by an Eija! I wasn’t planning to actually see The Seed-Bearer! I wasn’t planning to cause trouble. Tasen is a dangerous place of Red Hands. Your Sols know no mercy. In fact, I wasn’t supposed to come at all!”
Harai sucked in a gasp of air as he realized what he had just inadvertently confessed to. No one was looking for him. No one would miss him. No one would come looking for him. In fact, if he died and it was found out he died in Tasen many of his fellow Red Hands would say it was his own fault for coming to Tasen. He had come hoping to figure out more about why an Eija would be helping The Seed-Bearer so far from their desert home. He hadn’t expected to finally, finally get a visual of The Seed-Bearer that could be passed to other members of the Red Hand. He wouldn’t get the chance to pass it on if he died here though. He needed to get out of here.
He hung his head and whispered defeatedly, “What more do you want from me? I’ve told you all I know. I promise.”
She looked up at the sky, “In that case I better learn what I’m supposed to do and say during this ceremony. It wouldn’t do to mess it up after all.” She muttered to herself, “That’s the last thing I want.”
Now that Darin was done having fun the rain was starting to peter out. It would still be cloudy for a while and still be considerably cooler than most of Tasen would be used to, but soon they would be able to start drying things out that needed drying out. With any luck the hot desert wind would blow out most of the mostiue in the air before it became to muggy. Muggy was the worst and Darin would take that opinion to her grave even if that grave was hundreds of years from now. She moved to head back towards the Sols’ compound. They could walk and talk, and Darin was eager to get to a kitchen where she could work her apple-based magic. And see Ridahne, but she would keep that to herself for now.
^_^
Harai was frantic, “I don’t know any more! I swear! I only saw him once! I came to Tasen because of rumors that The Seed-Bearer was being helped by an Eija! I wasn’t planning to actually see The Seed-Bearer! I wasn’t planning to cause trouble. Tasen is a dangerous place of Red Hands. Your Sols know no mercy. In fact, I wasn’t supposed to come at all!”
Harai sucked in a gasp of air as he realized what he had just inadvertently confessed to. No one was looking for him. No one would miss him. No one would come looking for him. In fact, if he died and it was found out he died in Tasen many of his fellow Red Hands would say it was his own fault for coming to Tasen. He had come hoping to figure out more about why an Eija would be helping The Seed-Bearer so far from their desert home. He hadn’t expected to finally, finally get a visual of The Seed-Bearer that could be passed to other members of the Red Hand. He wouldn’t get the chance to pass it on if he died here though. He needed to get out of here.
He hung his head and whispered defeatedly, “What more do you want from me? I’ve told you all I know. I promise.”
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