It's about damn time [Vanator]

[Vanator]

Vanator frowned at Kashik's rather abusive reply. The son of an Ankal reduced to water boy, and a mistreated one at that. The drykas swallowed his pride, for now. This was about Kashik and their child. So, with a grunt, Van enter the makeshift birthing room, lugging the steaming pot of water. He quickly set it down, suddenly at a loss for what to do. Granted, Kashik was a brash and bawdy woman when she wanted to be, but now, his wife growled and cursed and bawled all in the same instant, her body wracked by powerful contractions. Attempts to comfort her over the next half a bell were alternately greeted with deep affection and vile rancor. Finally, her deep bronze skin covered in a sheen of sweat, Kashik barked at Denen, it was time. Van quickly moved to his wife's side, Khiara taking her opposite side, supporting Kash for the final phase of the birth. Poor Denen, Van thought, the timid young man seemed almost afraid to touch the seething drykas woman, but true to his duties, the healer began the task of guiding the baby from kashik's womb. The actual delivery was quick, Kashik gripping him, and he assumed Khiara, with painful strength as the final powerful contraction seized her. Denen then held the infant in his hands. To Vanator, the baby did not appear like it was ready, not quite human in some respects. He twisted to see the baby better, to see its gender. A boy. Vanator's heart swelled. As Denen cleared the baby's airway, a strong cry resounded in the room. Nearly overwhelmed with joy and pride, Van drew up against Kashik, his arm around her, a quick glance and broad smile flashed at Khiara as Denen passed the boy to his mother. Vanator, amazed at the child's tiny form, reached to touch his pink skin, even as the vanthan wiped goop from the infant's face. The father turned to press a kiss to Kashik's glowing cheek. "For a glassbeak humping arsehole and a foul-mouthed brazen wildcat we make a beautiful baby." He teased softly. Only after Kashik pointed out Zulrav's mark in amazement did Vanator see the swirling image on their son. Van's finger traced the design with his finger. "We will call him Zivatar...Thunderstorm."

[Kashik]

"Zivatar," Kashik repeated softly as she curled the babe closer against her chest, as carefully as if he were made of spun sugar. But the boy gave another screech as if to let them know there'd be no talk of weakness in him, and she gave a bark of laughter as she bent to press a kiss to her son's brow.

"It's a good name," she chuckled, looking up with love in her eyes as she pressed another kiss to the corner of Vanator's mouth. "Take your son, my love, and keep him warm. We've less delicate things to take care of here," she said with a glance to Denen. She knew how birthing went - every woman on the Sea had seen one at some point or another. It didn't end with the babe, and what followed wasn't exactly pleasant. "Just don't go too far," she murmured, grinning as she squeezed Vanator's hand and then reached over to settle Zivatar in his father's arms.

OOCThis got kind of abandoned, shall we call it a scene?

[Denen Sunsinger]

OOCI'm submitting this to Lariat.

[Lariat]

Kashik

Experience:

Rhetoric: 3 xp
Acting: 1 xp
Observation: 1 xp

Lores:

Tenuik's Oath
Giving Birth

Vanator

Experience:

Rhetoric: 1 xp
Observation: 2 xp

Lores:

Tenuik's Oath
Preparation for a birthing

Khiara

Experience:

Storytelling: 1 xp
Rhetoric: 2 xp
Observation: 1 xp

Lores:

Preparations for the birthing

Denen Brokensong

Experience:

Observation: 2 xp
Medicine: 1 xp

Lores:

Preparations for the birthing
What to check for on how the labor is progressing
Delivering a healthy child

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