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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]

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Follow the Tide

Postby Gwin on September 24th, 2015, 9:31 am

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Fall 45, 515 AV
Laviku’s Tower


Gwin had spent the morning in the water, taking a break from parchment and music notes, although nothing could quench the music in her ears. The never-ending symphony followed her everywhere and she didn’t mind, on the contrary.

After the swim, she’d returned to Laviku’s Tower to retrieve her satchel and violin case from the balcony where she’d left it. The priests had promised to keep an eye on her belongings while she swam. The Sea God didn’t get as many visitors as the primary deities of Akalak and Konti, but Gwin still felt nervous about leaving behind her precious violin. If it had been stolen once, the same could happen again. For a few chimes she sprawled at the platform overlooking the Suvan before taking her things and beating her veined turquoise wings to rise high into the air. The lighthouse at the top was hugged by a small circular balcony with a broad awning. Perching on it, Gwin carefully dropped her instrument case on the wooden floor and looked up.

She stretched like a lazy cat, shaking the last drops of water from the grassy fur of her tail, before taking out a comb. Slowly, but surely the sun and wind dried her locks and returned them to their original color, a mixture between sand and ripe wheat. Gwin kept her watery turquoise eyes on the horizon as she hummed a nameless tune to herself. It could’ve been a lullaby her mother had sung or an Akvatari ballad she’d picked up once.

Having combed her hair, Gwin bent down to unpack her violin. Her tail was curled around the railing and her wings were beating lazily for balance, so could take the instruments into both hands. She licked her lips, tasting salt, and skipped tuning it in favor of the song that came to her.

Laviku might’ve whispered it into her ear. For some reason she had no problems accepting the notion of a Sea God. Only a fool would deny the existence of water, coral reefs and sea creatures, after all. There was no doubt about the dangerous force of high waves and storms. If people wished to unite all that under one abstract name, so be it. The song she was playing spoke of that and more, beginning softly and soon gaining force like a tidal wave. Her fingers caressed the wooden board while her bow worked the strings carefully. Precise like clockwork, Gwin managed to express the flow of ebb and tide in a meandering melody.

For the bridge, she focused on her vibrato, carefully drawing out each note. Suddenly the song resembled a siren’s call, sweet and sad enough to inspire dockside stories. After a few beats, however, Gwin returned to the chorus and ended it with an elaborate flourish. Furrowing her brow, she tried to remember where the song had come from.
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Postby Lilun on September 24th, 2015, 3:06 pm

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Lilun was having fun; in short she was pestering the heck out of birds. She had come across the sand on accident. While flying the wind had buffed her and pushed her and having been soaring she was shoved toward the sea. It was the first time she had seen the sea and as she landed the sand squishing between her toes. So after doing a tiny bit exploring she soon found that as she stalked among the sand, there were a whole lot of odd birds and lazy ones at that. The screamed angrily darting and moving about the waves before they landed in the sand and just seemed to sit there! She watched them for some time before unable to help herself, rushed them and watched in amazement as they scattered.

This lasted for a long while until she lay panting. The birds for all that she had messed with them, seemed either unconcerned or too stupid to realize if she had been hungry more than a few wouldn’t be screaming but in her stomach. Soon she was up and moving again but the birds and their hair rising screeches were left behind as instead she moved toward a dark shape in the distance. Along the way she found dead things and bones, even something frightfully big that had her darting quickly away from the water even going so far as to take off wings beating fast as she caught just the smallest glimpse of sharp teeth and cold dead looking eyes.

She was more wary after that, one eye always on the water and how close she was to it. It wasn’t long before she reached the tower even stopping to poke at a shell or odd creature here and there. It was when she was swatting at an angry crab that she heard the music. Lilun looked up and away from her toy in favor of finding the source but she could see nothing only hear that it came from the tower. With no small amount of hesitation she once more took off but this time she flew over the vast amount of water. If it were not for the strange noises she would never have gone near the sea again, but the music was to new and so strange she could hardly stop herself.

So it was Lilun flew hard and fast wanting to get to the building and away from the water no matter how high she was from the surface. Though she watched she did not see the great looming thing again but she did see someone on those hanging boxes people seemed to favor. Why they didn’t just go outside she had yet to understand, maybe soon! Somewhat tired she glided to the balcony rails only to balance on them tensely as she eyed what she thought was human; and it so very clearly wasn’t. It smelled of fish and fur looked like those fluttering powdery tasting things; and smelled of female. It was what was making the noise, its fingers moving over some wooden thing and its mouth opening to make funny long drawn out calls.

Slowly she folded her wings to her side but Lilun remained poised to jump if the female creature proved a threat. Humans she knew, the blue ones she could understand; even the females who shimmered like best shiny things. This one looked like a fish buggy thing; if it had been smaller she would be sorely tempted to eat it. Tail waving back and forth and harsh tiny little flicks, Lilun listened as it sung then it seemed to stop and look unhappy. Fur fluffing Lilun crouched lower on the balcony railing to make herself less of a target. What if it ate Yowlings?! Only a tiny bit of her was separated enough from her fear to ponder why it had been making such noises even if they had been nice.
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Postby Gwin on September 28th, 2015, 12:39 pm

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After the song had ended, she kept humming to herself and tentatively singing a few words. Gwin had a soft sweet voice that was suited for lullabies and requiems, not strong enough to rise over the noise of the waves. It was obvious that she had spent more time with the violin than with her own voice as her singing was rough and slightly out of tune every now and then.

It didn’t help her memory, not in the slightest. Looking over the ocean from her high perch, she detected something white in her peripheral vision. At first the Akvatari took it for whitecaps in the sun, but then she noticed it was much too close, too small and too solid. Blinking, she regarded the animal out of watery turquoise eyes. Apparently something or someone had answered to her siren’s call! Clearly, it was a white cat, a rare albino with red eyes, but it featured feathery wings like a bird and webbing between its claws like a sea creature!

It was lingering just out of her reach, observing her with unveiled curiosity. Gwin offered a smile, the melancholic shadow of what others called a smile at least, and tried to calm the cat with a strange sing song of words. “Greetings to you, little one. Are you curious about my violin and the music it makes? You see, it doesn’t sing for everyone and on some days, it won’t sing at all. Today is a good day though, so I could try and get another song out of it. All we have to do is listen.”

She wondered if winged cats were a common occurrence around Riverfall. Then again, the Akvatari had spent a year among the blue giants and their soft-spoken scaled counterparts and couldn’t remember ever seeing one before. Not even behind bars at the menagerie…

For the time being, however, she adjusted her violin and played another song. Contrary to the first, it felt like the cute little face and soft fur of her audience under her nimble fingers. While the overarching theme was flowing along like a river, there was the occasional jolt and flourish, adding a refreshing and playful element. Gwin had never played for a cat before, but she imagined the little albino would like something light and airy, full of surprises.

She also abandoned the theme in favor of improvisation, letting the music spill all over the place, before finishing with a gentle vibrato. All in all, the little song had taken under two chimes. Gwin figured that, like many small animals, the cat had a short attention span. If it hadn’t run off by the time she had finished, she’d tilt her head. “I’m Gwin. It looks like you’re a child of the sea and sky too, but despite that I’ve never seen someone like you before. What do they call you?”

Of course, she didn’t really expect an answer. Absentmindedly, she took violin and bow into one hand, then slowly extended the other one so the cat could sniff it. The white fur looked much softer than her green tail… she wanted to touch and stroke it.
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Postby Lilun on September 28th, 2015, 7:33 pm

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Lilun opened her wings to shift and stretch them. The feathers were not settling straight as the wind of the sea buffered them out of place. As the not so human female smiled, Lilun pulled her tail closely around her body. Then she spoke with a nice calm if not happy sounding tone. A violin, was that the thing she held now; and it sung? Ears giving a harsh flick she gazed at the other unblinkingly. Music, she knew this word from her brother teaching her; he said it was fun and something you never needed words for.

Then the woman fiddled with the thing she called violin, and it sun. Red pupils widened and everything else about her stilled. It was amazing, the song spun and circled; it leapt up and crashed down. It was like she was jumping to catch butterflies, running to catch them and jumping up only to have empty paws as she landed back down. This was better than her brother ever had explained. Then just like that the music changed again. Wild and feral it spiraled around before settling back to a gentle tome and then it simply stopped.

Amazed she stared. What happened now that the violin stopped singing, did the song die just like that? The woman spoke her name and Liluns blown pupils narrowed back into little slits. Sea and sky, no not the sea. The water here was dark; the smell made her think of dying things and the memory of dead eyes and flashy teeth had her small form shuttering. She loved the rivers, loved the lakes and ponds. She would have shifted, at least thought about to answer with her name only she saw the reaching hand. She stiffened, her ears going back.

Fear held her in place as she watched the hand stretch toward her. She could smell fish and the water here, but the fur as well. Yet, the music softly held her still and very slowly Lilun stretched out to meet the hand. She smelled the very tips of the woman’s fingers and the scent of the water and of fur overwhelmed her but there were others. Female, healthy no smell of aggression and something Lilun could never name for it would only ever belong to this one being. Content now she stretched further out on the rail and butter her head against the hand. She once again thought of shifting, but no one ever wanted to pet her if she was in her other skin.
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