Completed Armed in Faith Alone (Edith)

Hirem's first preaching results in him meeting two peculiar young women.

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Built into the cliffs overlooking the Suvan Sea, Riverfall resides on the edge of grasslands of Cyphrus where the Bluevein River plunges off the plain and cascades down to the inland sea below. Home of the Akalak, Riverfall is a self-supporting city populated by devoted warriors. [Riverfall Codex]

Armed in Faith Alone (Edith)

Postby Edith on July 10th, 2014, 1:28 am

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A shriek from above her, and then a storm descends. A beast the colour of an iridescent oil slick erupts from the spot where the girl was. Edith sees this in flashes as she rolls away; dark sky, dark ground, dark horse. A hoof hits the boards by her head with a sound that rattles through her bones and catches in her throat in a silent, consuming fear. A fistful of hair is caught under the hoof and rips out as Edith pulls herself away in blind panic.
 
The back beast kicks forward in an awkward hobble, catching her in side with a sound like a boot stepping on a wafer. Saliva and breath erupts from her chest and she instinctively curls around herself, expecting a killing blow any second. The beast is stomping and kicking in a wild, flailing way. The heavy hooves crash around her like some hellish hailstorm. Something sharp slams into the back of her thigh so hard her body scraps forwards against the boards. She can feel the flesh split and the bone bend ominously. Oh god, she's trying to kill me. Her shoulder suddenly crumples and slides out from beneath her as the horse kicks off and flees. Her head snaps back and her shoulder blades slam on the boards with the force of it.
 
There is thunder in the ground as the black horse hobbles down the dock as fast as it can. Scraps of the white dress flutter behind it like ghosts. Shock keeps Edith’s heart running and pain keeps her immobile. Blood is pooling under her skin as colossal bruises, and something in her chest grinds against each other in a way that guarantees broken bones.
 
The sound of someone being sick over the side of the dock reaches her dimly with the sour smell of salt and bile. The people who fled when the horse appeared start to slowly disperse, repelled by the scent of disaster. No, come back, she pleads internally, her mouth wide as she pants in shallow breaths, as if that will help get more air into her starved lungs. Tears, snot and drool run down her face and blood is crusting in her hair. She feels beaten down to her soul. The humiliation when she was held down has given away to a soul numbing degradation as she is beaten and thrown aside. Maybe the Kelvic was right, strength does count for something.
 
Please, I need help she begs like a dog, expecting no one.
 
But as if answering her unspoken plea, someone does come. The preacher gets to his feet and hobbles over as if every step causes him pain. Blood is drying on his lips, she can smell it as he slides his arms under her. He quakes with exertion.
 
"Do not move. Don't stress yourself in any way. Please trust me."
 
But just the movement is stressful, as carful as he is, and she groans as her body bends to rest against his. Black dots gather in the corner of her vision as the pain spikes as bones grind together. Consciousness starts to slip away, but she holds on tight. And to think this all started out as a bad day; joblessness, pathetic self pity, anger, injustice, humiliation and now this. Somewhere, somehow, the gods are having a great laugh.
 
She cant seem to close her mouth, feeling that if she did, she would somehow suffocate. Leaving her to drool and bleed on his chest, inhaling the smell of sweat, blood and sick. Above her head the man repeats his name as a mantra like it's the only thing keeping him going. And maybe it is. She's not sure how he’s standing, let alone carrying her. There are a lot of things she doesn't  know about him. Every few agonizing steps he'll tell her she's safe, and to have faith.
 
 Faith? Faith in what? he must mean his deity. Is that how he still moves? It's a sobering thought. For her it's different though, without faith in the gods, her faith is aimed at him. But why does she trust him again? He stepped up to help her even as he himself stood in ruins, twice. Yes, but before that. What was it? Coffee, her mind supplies unhelpfully. She trusts him because coffee. And yet that seems legitimate, even logical, in her current state. She would laugh, but she cant summon the air required to do so.
 
And slowly, without warning or trauma, she slips quietly into unconsciousness hearing him whisper his name.
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Armed in Faith Alone (Edith)

Postby Caela Dorin on August 16th, 2014, 8:16 pm

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Hirem
Experience
Skill XP Earned
Body Building 1
Endurance 2
Observation 2
Preaching 1
Tactics 1
Unarmed Combat 1


Lores
Lore Earned
Penita Scrolls: Summer of the Locust-Story of Nizam
Spreading the Word of Yahal
Preaching: Drawing on Passion to Get a Message Across
Taking the Moral High Ground
Unarmed Combat: Shoulder Wrench and Break
Burned Woman (Edith): Brave


Consequences :
•Injuries to face from wooden box->medical treatment will ensure that wounds have minimal or no scarring (depends on quality of treatment). Lacerations will be healed fully in about 25 days.
•Various bruises-minor bruises will fade in 10-12 days. Larger bruises will fade in 21-24 days.


Edith
Experience
Skill XP Earned
Endurance 1
Intimidation 1
Observation 2
Reimancy 1
Rhetoric 1










Lores
Lore Earned
Penita Scrolls: Summer of the Locust-Story of Nizam
Yahal: A God That Demands Faith
Trying to Intimidate an Akalak
Identifying a Kelvic by Their Use of Animal Metaphor
Using Reimancy to Hurt
Trampled by a Horse
Hirem From the Tents of Alachi, of the Sons of Rapa
Hirem: Follower of Yahal
I Have Faith in Hirem


Consequences :
Note: All healing times are based on receiving medical treatment from a medic/doctor rather than a healer.

•4 cracked ribs-about 38 days
•2 fractured ribs-about 60 days
•Fractured femur-92 days
•Dislocated Shoulder with Hairline Fracturing to the Ball and Socket Joint-63 days
•Major/Severe bruising-25-30 days to heal
•Minor bruising-10-12 days


Jaye
Experience
Skill XP Earned
Intimidation 1
Observation 2
Philosophy 1
Rhetoric 1





Lores
Lore Earned
Penita Scrolls: Summer of the Locust-Story of Nizam
Hirem (unnamed): Black Skinned Zealot
Comparing People with Horses
A Woman Shouldn't Behave Like a Man
Having Power Over Someone
Strength is Necessary for Leading
The Agony of a Severed Tendon


Consequences :
•Severed tendon- If you receive:
Medical treatment- 42 days->Tendon will be stiffer than before but the severity of the stiffness depends on whether or not you receive physical therapy.
No medical treatment within 48 hours of injury-Swelling, severe pain and burning sensation at the injury site within 48 hours. If medical treatment is not received after that tendon will heal itself naturally. Healing that allows you near normal movement should take 94-101 days->Tendon will be stiffer than before but the severity of the stiffness depends on whether or not you receive physical therapy.


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Well that was one heck of a thread. Who would have known that preaching Yahal's word could be such a hazard to your health? This was a superbly packed thread with such interesting interactions. Edith and Hirem trying to help each other even though they're complete strangers. Jaye's attitude towards the whole thing and the way she stopped Edith from rescuing Hirem. Hirem's strength of will was certainly impressive. It was a really thrilling read. Hope to read more from you.

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