This post's authors have general content warnings that might apply to the current post.
View Flat HTML
View Metadata
Search Post
They get to Casasha. Shara gets her cream puff and her fruit. Strangers incline their heads to her and call her "pennon"; a few recognize her personally or just know that there aren't any other Swanpennons her age and call her "princess". Casasha is pretty densely populated - there's farmland in parts of it, but the place the wilds spit them out in isn't it; it's a largish city by the source of the river they've been following, and after they spend a night in an inn there - and their horses are more thoroughly seen to than is possible on the trail - they'll be proceeding on a well-trafficked highway to the royal household.
+ Show First Post
"Terrible pity. Such a loss. Perhaps the world would be better off if you didn't keep to random promises made as a joke."
"Ah. Well, I don't think anybody but me heard you swear off writing. I could just release you from the promise."
in_tatters
"But I guess if we every figure out a way to tell your story in a math problem, I am your man."
in_tatters
"Yeah, I've got no idea how I'll turn that into math, either. Sorry. You'll be the second to know."
They make it to Casasha City. Casasha City is huge and has very tall buildings, including the palace.
Shara rides up to it, is recognized by the guards, vouches for "my rescuees", and hands off the horses and proceeds into the building proper on foot.
"Let's grab my parents, they'll want to watch me making my try," she says. "In case it takes this time."
Shara rides up to it, is recognized by the guards, vouches for "my rescuees", and hands off the horses and proceeds into the building proper on foot.
"Let's grab my parents, they'll want to watch me making my try," she says. "In case it takes this time."
"You are welcome to supervise too."
Shara asks the nearest palace staff for the last known whereabouts of either monarch and follows their directions to the king's study.
There, in his study, is the king! He is wearing his crown and everything.
"Father, I'm back! I brought rescuees! There were more of them but only these ones wanted to come along. This is Adarin and that's his sister Zeviana."
Shara asks the nearest palace staff for the last known whereabouts of either monarch and follows their directions to the king's study.
There, in his study, is the king! He is wearing his crown and everything.
"Father, I'm back! I brought rescuees! There were more of them but only these ones wanted to come along. This is Adarin and that's his sister Zeviana."
"Good to meet you," says the king, getting up to hug his daughter. "What did you rescue them from, Shara?"
"Some kind of raveler I don't even know what to call her - she was raveling people, their - liking for each other. She had a bunch of them kept more or less like pets in a house in the wilds. I noticed her casting a spell as we rode by, figured out which of the occupants was her, dropped my flashball to signal Kayam, shredded one of his shields to let her knife the raveler," she gestures at Adarin, "and then we just barely had time to explain instead of having to bail, they were really upset, it didn't wear off when she died."
"Some kind of raveler I don't even know what to call her - she was raveling people, their - liking for each other. She had a bunch of them kept more or less like pets in a house in the wilds. I noticed her casting a spell as we rode by, figured out which of the occupants was her, dropped my flashball to signal Kayam, shredded one of his shields to let her knife the raveler," she gestures at Adarin, "and then we just barely had time to explain instead of having to bail, they were really upset, it didn't wear off when she died."
"There was considerable variety in the reactions to her death," says Shara. "Some of them were really mad but we got out of there with Adarin and Zeviana without a problem. Anyway, I think it's a good shot at impressing the crown and expect you and Mother will want to watch."
"Of course we will," agrees the king. "I think she's in the aviary."
Off to the aviary!
"Of course we will," agrees the king. "I think she's in the aviary."
Off to the aviary!
The aviary has birds in it. Also a queen. Her crown is not even on, but she looks a lot like Shara. And hugs her. And is addressed by Shara thus:
"Mother, I'm back, I rescued some people and brought two home with me, come watch me try the crown."
"Of course, darling!" exclaims Queen Auriny. "Hello, it's so nice to meet you both."
"Mother, I'm back, I rescued some people and brought two home with me, come watch me try the crown."
"Of course, darling!" exclaims Queen Auriny. "Hello, it's so nice to meet you both."
