Flashback [Arena of Ancients] Shared Roots (Yanca)

[Kaie]

24th of Fall, 507 AV
14th Bell

I'm going to petching kill him!

Kaie looked about the empty arena, doing her best not to throw some sort of childish temper tantrum right then and there. Granted she was eleven, but what did that matter? Age couldn't possibly warrant an excuse for her to stomp around like some freak of nature. She was told it was unbecoming anyways. Then again there was a lot she did in her spare time her clan members might've deemed "unbecoming." It's not like they knew how often she ran off unattended into the perils of the jungle. Since her cousin, Keikyo, often commuted from their tribe lands to Taloba, it was too easy to lie and cover her tracks. All she had to say was she was meeting him at their common rendezvous get on her merry way. Kaie couldn't believe how readily they bought it, trusting the two troublemakers. She wondered for how long her solo adventures would last. But that wasn't really what puzzled and infuriated her just then. What did was the fact when she was actually supposed to meet her cousin somewhere, he had a bad habit of being terribly late. Or blowing her off.

Kaie groaned inwardly and toyed with the dulled gladius in her hand. Without real edges it was useless in a real fight. For an eleven year old with an unbridled quest to hone her skills? It was the best tool anyone could've provided her with. Sadly it looked like she wouldn't get to play with it today. And what was she supposed to do now? Go home? Do chores? Or better yet learn another language? Kaie practically shuddered at the thought. She loved the elderly woman who commanded so much respect in their tribe. What she loathed was failing miserably at a tongue that wasn't hers. Why couldn't they just train her for an extra hour or so instead?

"How typical, Keikyo. Always showing up and yelling at me for being late and you're no where to be found,"She growled quietly to herself, cursing her almost-brother bitterly. The girl half hoped something wicked would snatch him up on his walk home, because if nothing did, she surely would.

From the top of her stallion, Yanca watched her cousin and grandmother as they strolled through the city. Her cousin, Lila, was like a talk statue. Lila was fifteen, that's two years older than Yanca and the poor girl was kind of short compared to her Myrian cousin. Yanca was shorter than most of the women and girls in Taloba. She was sadly the same height as a regular boy. In Endrykas Yanca was one of the tallest girls on her pavilion and clan but she wasn't here. Which made her stand out. In this city, Lila was exceptional beauty for her age and from what Yanca saw a really good fighter. Lila like most people in their clan and possibly Taloba was trained to be a fighter as soon as she could walk. She has already gain multiple tattoos up and down her arms and a bone piercing through her nose. She had bones in a lot of other places too. Draped around Lila's shoulder was her weapon of choice. A large chain, which she used to hook and grab her opponent. Maybe it was,only Yanca who felt intimidated by her cousins appearance. But everyone else just thought it was normal. Actually all the death stares and glares were directed to Yanca. Maybe her tan skin and bold features similar to her grandmothers gave her a Myrian look. But she obviously wasn't. No Myrian kept their hair so long, they knew it was an easy target in battle. Horses were somewhat common but not like the Myrian tiger. The yvas she used was definitely not common. As if Lila was reading her mind, she chuckled."They won't dare to touch you." Lila shook her head. "Touch you, ha!" Yanca's grandmothers raised her fist and shook it. Because of her old age; Yanca's grandmother was shrinking.but still around the average height for a Myrian woman. She took her long spear and banged it on the ground."Half of the Myrians giving you the look aren't even worthy of Myri's presence! You can whip those rookies. As for the rest; they know better. Challenging MY granddaughter..." The old woman hissed her last sentence. Her grandmother's words put her at ease. But it also caused Lila to give Yanca a threatening side glance. Immediately the mixed Myrian understood. The other grandchildren and young nephews and nieces of the clan leader was never promised protection. You either fought or took the good beating. But Kiba's ways soften once Yanca arrived. Yanca did more chores, working on her Reimancy and speaking Myrian. Yanca was always with her grandmother and had little time in the arena. Was she simply protecting Yanca? No. The other children were rushed through their chores so they could go to the arena. Where Kiba- Yanca's grandmother and clan leader- would be watching. Lose a fight? Kiba made sure you would never lose another one. Were you just caught fooling around? That wasn't tolerated, prepare for a severe punishment. Kaku was Kiba's least favorite son. So why does she love his daughter? Yanca's an outsider! Why was she so special... the clan assumed it was how much Yanca favored her. It was today, Kiba agreed Yanca should be allowed in the arena. But only if Lila was there with her. Kiba had left her granddaughters to visit an old friend. The girls strolled in and Lila was instantly attacked. As Yanca pulled out her longbow, she realized the girls were simply playing. They wrestled and tumbled around until one was able to make the other one feel pain. Yanca lowered her weapon and watched quietly. The older girls gathered around Lila and her cousin. "Why is her hair so long?" One girls asked. It was hard for Yanca to understand but Lila simply translated the common words."Isn't that bad for battle?"

[Kaie]

All but giving up, Kaie opted to socialize with some of the other Myrians in the Arena instead. She twirled dulled blade haphazardly, just barely managing to keep the thing from dropping on one of her toes. Figuring she might as well look for a good spar instead, she returned the gladius to its rightful place. Only then did she venture out into the too familiar crowd of likewise warriors.

"Kaie! Kaie!" A couple of her playmates shouted once she had revealed herself to the rest of the combatants. She grinned at them, watching the two girl race toward her baring their teeth and growling playfully. Kaie exchanged playful jabs with the first until the second of her friends came along. Like a stone down a hill, the girl only a season younger than her had toppled her like a tiger hunting Okapi. The two of them tumbled into the dirt laughing. Meanwhile Kaie did her best to pry her off her which took a bit of strength to do. All was in good fun though.

The three of them strolled around the arena, nodding at some of the newer Myrians to join them. Each pointed out their weaknesses and strengths just in case said stranger searched for a challenge. It was only when they were scanning for a good brawl did they see something that piqued their interest. And apparently they weren't the only ones to take notice.

A small crowd began to form around the unfamiliar girl. Obscured from view, Kaie and her playmates had no choice but to feed their curiosity and get a closer look. The three pressed through the crowd until finally they saw what everyone was making a fuss about.

A girl who looked only a couple years older than herself stood in the center of the cluster. She had long, silky hair and the rich, tan skin of any other Myrian. What was different was her mannerisms. They were different. Kaie couldn't quite pin point just how, but they were.

"Why? Do you like pulling hair in battle?" The eleven year old girl mocked the criticizing voice boldly from the middle of the crowd. Her two companions eyed her with a shocked face, jaws just barely agape, laughing silently to each other. Kaie left their sides though to come closer. She parted through the few bodies until she was at the very front. Muddy brown hues onced the girl over. Always so curious.

"Why haven't I ever seen you before?" She asked the newcomer uncertainly. Kaie quirked a brow her way in wait of a proper explanation. It wasn't often an unfamiliar face older than her entered these grounds.

[Yanca]

Lila tackled the girl who had asked the question. She sat on her back and twisted her arm until she squealed."Don't say anything about my cousins hair. I'll best you until you're dead and we'll simply burn your body. She knows Reimancy." Lila threatened the girl and making Yanca feel uncomfortable. The last thing she wanted to do is use her reimancy. The crowd started to clear up. Not only was Lila threatening everyone but a girl was also shoving passed everyone. From the top of her strider, she got a good look of her. The young Myrian girl was just a few years younger than her but her appearance made her look a year older. Yanca couldn't help but laugh. It was like looking at a more confident version of herself at that age. The girl looked as if she could take on the world and probably a little too mature for her age. Her question was so upfront and honest. She probably didn't mean it in a harsh way but that's just how it came out. Yanca slid off her horse, the wool dress she had worn when she first arrived ruffled up. She paused on her left foot and looked the girl up and down before returning the same bold and daring look." I wasn't born here." She paused and took the top of her hair. "Endrykas, born and raised. Long hair is just something we do there. Now I have the opportunity to join your community, would that be alright?" Yanca's tone was mild, more of a mockery of her question than an answer. Yanca gave a smile similar to the other Myrians."Tell me, what's your name?"

[Traverse]

Traverse's Moderator Intervention

Hey guys! Sorry to interrupt this thread, but unfortunately Yanca there are some major issues with your CS history when it comes to Taloba. I know Prae has kindly inserted my little blurb from our PMs into your current CS intervention, but I figured I'd elaborate on what I told her.

The idea of a strong Drykas woman wooing a Myrian male is completely doable in itself, but the idea that the male would leave, then return, then demand to take the child back to Taloba is completely incorrect. Myrians consider half breeds highly inferior to the full blooded lineage, aside from that, no male Myrian would dare take a child away from its mother, even if that mother wasn't Myrian herself, as it would be a very disgraceful, disrespectful act.

Along with this, one's clan would not accept a half breed child into their fold. Myrians are stubborn, racist, and judgemental, and would require an individual to prove themselves before joining up with their clan, of which Yanca would not be considered a part of until she did so.

So that is the skinny. It is totally fine for you to be a half breed Myrian, but unless you seriously re-work you Taloba history, you would not be able to take part in this thread.