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Not found on any map, Endrykas is a large migrating tent city wherein the horseclans of Cyphrus gather to trade and exchange information. [Lore]

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Postby Jez Firetongue on April 29th, 2017, 1:54 am

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This thread is open to the Dawnwhisper Pavilion. Although Jez is doing his job here, it isn't a job thread so I don't mind what direction it goes in beyond him meeting Naiya and her son)

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Jez Firetongue
70th of Spring 517 AV

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Jez was growing bored of waiting around for his travelling wounds to heal. Some had already closed, leaving permanent scars in the form of a gash in his left palm and a snake bite infection on his left forearm. His right wrist, sprained from a fall from his Strider, only gave an occasional twinge now, and the burn atop his right hand showed only a few remaining pink patches. However, he was still recovering from his two most recent wounds, those which happened in the last couple of days of his journey.

His right foot was wrapped in stiff bandages beneath his shoe, its three longest bones fractured. It gave him a limp and meant most of his time was spent sitting with it elevated on a pile of cloth. His most painful wound, however, was that caused by a young male wolf that had attacked him on his last day of travel. Bandages wrapped around his shoulder, under his arm and across his upper torso to cover the bite in his right shoulder. More bandages covered the marks left by back claws that spread from the centre of his torso to his left hip.

Jez had chosen to go shirtless today, the tug of the cloth on the bandages too painful. The thin trail of his black and purple windmark was on full display, painting the centre of his left shoulder and down his spine to the base. He kept on the leather wrap around his left forearm, finally replaced after his new Silkena, Bristle, stole the first as a chew toy during their journey from Riverfall. His trousers were held up by his purple sash, symbolic of the Amethyst Clan, with knotted rope and leather decorations hanging over it. Similar decorations were also braided into his hair.

After a few boring Bells sat around camp this morning, only useful in stoking the fire, Jez had decided it was time to go back to work. Having grown up in Endrykas, doing nothing to help his Pavilion felt wrong and went against everything he’d been taught. Though he wouldn’t be able to do anything too intense, he felt well enough to do something. His apologies had been given to Wind, his bonded Strider, as he left camp on the back of Eva, a Pavilion owned Seme, just before midday. The black mare was a docile creature, a perfect mount for the injured Drykas. He missed riding Wind but didn’t want to risk straining his injuries on the energetic stallion. Keeping one hand on Eva’s white mane and the other around an yvas handle, Jez guided the horse to walk to the Healing Hoof.

Upon arrival he called out a greeting to Kehal, one of the animal healers on break outside the tent. “Jez!” the man was surprised, “We didn’t expect you back so soon. Looks like you’re still in a bit of pain.” Jez shrugged and replied, “I thought I could do something simple today, to get me back into things. I’m so bored doing nothing at my Pavilion.” His colleague laughed and sent a wait sign as Jez made the motion to dismount.

“If something simple is what you’re after then you can take over the job we were planning at the Dawnwhisper Pavilion,” Kehal told him, “Since it’s your Clan, it means if you get too worn out with your injuries then it’s only a short trip home.” Jez nodded, signing agreed and go on. “We were involved in the births of some zibri and goats there while you were away, and wanted to check things were still okay with the mothers and young. I think they may also have some early in-foal mares that might need checking on, but you’ll need to ask them. Hang on a moment,” Kehal gathered up a few things and handed them to Jez, “Here. I assume you’ve got your grooming kit in your mare’s yvas bag. Take these salves and things with you, just in case they’re needed.”

Jez thanked Kehal, promising to bring any left-over supplies back the next time he was at the Healing Hoof, and turned Eva away, back in the direction of the Amethyst Clan. He knew where they camped but didn’t really have reason to visit, so was curious to see their set up. Once he reached their front tent, obvious by the Pavilion mark, he stopped Eva. Behind the tent was a fire, then another large tent. A mixture of zibri, horses and goats stood around, watched over by a helevaos shepherd dog. By the fire a hunting cat slept. Jez smiled as he thought of his own hunting companions, two new Silkenas who he was still learning to work with. One day, when they were a more cohesive unit, he would love to add a hunting cat to their team.

As Jez moved to carefully dismount the Seme a bark sounded from inside the camp. Jez groaned as the sound startled him into straightening up too fast, and paused now that his feet were on the floor to grit his teeth against the spike of pain from his wounds. He glanced to the side to see an imperial guard dog stood squared up by the fire, eyes fixed on him as it barked to alert the camp of his presence. The Drykas unattached the yvas bag from Eva and faced the camp, one hand holding the mare’s yvas to stop her from wandering off. Unlike his Strider, Jez had no bond to Eva and was not a good enough horseman to get her to stay by him without being held. If he let go she wouldn’t drift too far, too sensible and docile to bother, but it was wrong to let her wander another Pavilion without permission. “Dawnwhispers,” he called out, “Are you there?”



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Postby Naiya on May 11th, 2017, 3:40 pm

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Naiya listened to the gentle sounds of Shai's laughter and Halo's watchful advice as he and his sister played with the toddling child. Ashette lay at their feet, watchful eyes traveling across the camp and then always to his sister, finding Baluke to make sure they were safe. When the great dog's head came back to rest, he placed it against the still large by comparison feline. Tuka let out a half-hearted chirp of annoyance, flicking her tail against the dog's nose. Tuka hadn't given up her claimed positions as Shai's companion, and Naiya was so glad. Leave aside the joy of having other hands in the pavilion again, letting her do things that were perhaps less safe with a child at her breast.

Like carving, poorly at that, with the boring tool she had found in Shahar's kit. After her last fight with the zith, the fierce mother had taken her share of trophies once more, and now she was trying to put a hole in the token so that she could string it into her hair amidst the other wraps and tokens. The tooth was hard, but her little tool helped her slowly spin away at the trophy as though she knew what she was doing.

She hadn't yet figured out how to balance putting enough pressure on the tool to actually carve while not slipping the tip out across the round surface of the molar. There were a number of carved lines in the tooth she had made entire;y without intention. Still, her little dimple was growing into a divot, and each time she began again, it was a little easier to stay in the forming groove.

Eventually, she had a hole clean through the tooth and a second tooth took the place of the first, a premolar, to be hung from the same wrap. She still wasn't graceful at the task, but at least she was figuring out the right amount of pressure to put on the teeth.

She was well into putting a hole through a zith's canine when Ashette's large head popped up into alertness, seeking something the others couldn't hear just yet. It wasn't hard to find the source of his attention, however, as a rider approached their camp at a great distance.

If they were to have company, Naiya needed to start water to boil for tea. She added a second piece of dung to the early morning's fire, rekindling the flames, before dropping her project teeth into her pocket and fetching the kettle.

"What kind of tea today, Halo?" Naiya asked, peeking up from where she was filling the kettle in time to catch the smile that lit up his face as she deferred to his knowledge.

"Hmmm." thinking "Speedwell... and mint." The look of concentration hadn't left his face yet, however, so Naiya waited, her full kettle sitting open over the hot coals now. "I made something," surprise, for gift "To give to Azmere, for inviting us on the hunt, but there was a lot more than I expected."

He passed Shai's grasping hands to Diani, letting the girl support the wuepo while he fetched his something from the wagon.

"Here, add this after the tea brews." He passed her a jar of red preserves, strawberries from the smell when she opened the container.

Gratitude filled her hands as she placed the jar beside the mugs for tea. She added the mint and the speedwell to the kettle, placing the lid overtop. Content, she sat back down, waiting for the man to approach.

When he was closer, too close for Ashette to bear, the canine jumped to his feet and gave a bellowing bark, but the man had mover, coming at the pavilion from a different direction, so Naiya had to move to find him. She gave her dog a pat, and whistled for Baluke to prevent the other dog from her barking charge at their guest.

"Here, this way." Naiya called, moving out toward him, a watchful eye taking in his apparent lack of windmarks, and the bandages that covered his torso. As he came closer, the wraps in his hair reassured her that he was drykas, and when he called their pavilion name, she felt herself relax into guesting traditions.

With a few commands aimed at the alert canines, she sent them back to keeping watchful eyes on their camp, Ashette resumed his place by the fire, happy to keep an eye on the man from between him and the wuepo.

Greetings "I am Naiya, please come sit, we'll have tea and discuss what brings you here today." She gestured the man towards a stump they had brought as a higher seat, easier for Naiya to get up from, but the wounded man perhaps needed it more.

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Postby Jez Firetongue on June 15th, 2017, 12:54 pm

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Jez Firetongue
70th of Spring 517 AV

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Jez heard a woman’s voice calling him into the Pavilion’s camp just before she came into view. He recognised her, not a difficult feat given that both their Pavilions were part of the Amethyst Clan, but didn’t know her by name. With the size of Endrykas it wasn’t unusual for Drykas to recognise each other often, but Jez doubted she would know who he was. He wasn’t the Firetongue Ankal, or in line to become it, and their Pavilion was fairly small. They set up closer to the edges than the centre of the city and most of them stayed within camp or with their herd rather than out socialising with others.

Jez limped after his host, trying to his best put minimum weight on his right foot, and followed her to the fire. He left Eva to wander nearby, knowing the docile mare would cause no trouble. He sat on the stump Naiya gestured to and signed his thanks and appreciation for the offer of the higher seat. It was easier on his injuries as he sat to not have to crouch too far down, and would make standing much easier too.

From his seat he noticed the position of the dog that had been barking at him earlier. It was now lying by a couple of children, the young girl holding a baby. Jez couldn’t help his smile as he sent a greeting wave to them. He loved spending time with children, finding them both adorable and hilarious. He enjoyed seeing them learn about the world and helping teach them. They were able to find joy in the simple things that adults often overlooked, a reminder to just stop and enjoy life sometimes. He wished his own Pavilion had children around, but none of his brothers had wives yet so it was unlikely there would be any time soon. He knew that Farrah, wanting to produce heirs ready for when he was named the next Ankal, intended to marry as soon as possible. He looked forward to the nieces and nephews in his future.

Jez glanced at the dog again. He would definitely keep an eye on it while he was working, to keep it between himself and the children unless it chose to move. It was possible the dog had deliberately positioned itself between him, a stranger, and the Pavilion’s children. His own dogs were still new and he hadn’t fully gained their trust and loyalty, so he doubted they would be very protective of him against strangers. However, the other dogs in his Pavilion were all be wary of the potential threat of strangers and would defend their family. Jez didn’t want to make this dog think he was a threat for getting too close to the children without permission. He’d seen all sorts of dog behaviour during his time at the Healing Hoof, and a protective dog thinking someone was a threat was potentially a very dangerous dog.

Jez turned back to Naiya, signing sorry for the distraction from greeting her. “I’m Jez Firetongue.” It was possible that Naiya would recognise his Pavilion, given that they both belonged to the Amethyst Clan, but their small size made him uncertain. “Kehal Tenderbloom sent me from the Healing Hoof to check up on some of your young animals that we helped with the births of a little while ago. I believe he said it was some zibri and goats. He also mentioned that you might have some mares in foal that could do with a quick health check.”

As Jez spoke the smell from the pot over the fire drifted to him. “Oh! Is that mint I can smell?” That wasn’t the only smell there, but mint was so distinct and familiar to Jez that it was the only thing he could immediately recognise. Salva, his younger brother, was often ill and swore by the soothing effects of mint tea. Drinking it so much meant he’d developed a love for it, so the smell fairly often drifted through their camp. The smell gave Jez a nostalgic feeling, remembering all the times he sat with Salva, talking and more recently helping with the food, whenever he had some spare time.

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