• interwoven sword.
  • balthazar's flame.
  • dwayna's kiss.
  • grenth's shadow.
  • melandru's branches.
  • lyssa's mask.
  • the godless.
  • voice of the ancestors.
  • book of secrets.
    • back
    and so it was
    feonir
    sina

    Birth Rights

    For now I must prepare myself. For it will not be a singular task set before me, but a tapestry of dangers woven to stand in my path…

    I sit in this fancy, new, …treeless…but fancy guild hall. My thoughts slowly collect like a coalescing river, rushing towards a singular course.

    So it has been decided then. The die has been cast and now it is time for me to take my life, my family, and my wife. In name and spirit a bond that will be formed in a trial by fire, steel and blood. I must go to the one who leads this tribe, the leaders of these Sentinels, as I have no pack mother of my own to initiate my lives rite.

    The little one Aya, I know she shall choose a fitting challenge for me to prove myself upon. She often has seen into the truth of things, however much she chooses to ignore it. So I can think of no better than her to grant me this.

    Before the eyes of the Sentinels, and her guardians I will be cleansed or I will fall to the wayside. As it has been for my father, and his father’s father; so it shall be for me. I do not follow near as many of the old rites or traditions, but I will follow this one. It would have made my brother proud. I wish he had been here to see this.

    For now I must prepare myself. For it will not be a singular task set before me, but a tapestry of dangers woven to stand in my path of my birth right of marriage and fatherhood. There is no greater thing a man can aspire to than fatherhood and I shall cut a swath of devastation not seen since the searing should anything attempt to bar my path or harm those I cherish.

    I will not fail in my task. I cannot. Woe and pity to the ones she chooses to test me. May the gods watch over them for I will not.

    Feonir Taurielle