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Novtumber 18th - 65th entry (Home Alone)

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Novtumber 18th

- It was cold today. Palkeera has been chosen to go on a mission with Zamorak.
I do not know all the people who are being included in the mission, though I know Enakhra was not chosen. In fact, Palkeera left me under Enakhra’s supervision.
Zemouregal said that he would keep Palkeera safe in my absence from her side.  He is so uncomfortable.
I spent some time with Enakhra, trying to help where I could, but I think she just mostly wanted to be left alone. After a while she just stopped talking to me entirely. She was being pretty unpredictable, her temperament flashing between hot and cold.
I left to go find Chunchi.

Chunchi actually ended up finding me.
We had received a letter from Vike and Chunchi did not want to open it until I was with her.
We hid in the restricted section of the library, way in the very back where no one seems to go much. No one came looking for us. We were able to read the letter in peace.
Vike is doing well. He has done much traveling with Mizzarch around the western half of the Empire, each location brings new lessons and experiences that he thrives on.
I am glad to hear that he is doing so well, but I wish to see him again in Senntisten.
In the letter, he sent two strange coins. Currency from other regions outside of the Empire. One for Chunchi, one for myself. They are made of brass, not gold or silver, with strange symbols and writing on both sides.
I have seen coinage from the desert region before, but these coins were new to me. After Chunchi and I look through some books, we discovered that the coins are Armadylian. The book could not tell us what any of the writing said, but it did note that the strange symbol on the coin’s back was a special comb used for grooming the down under aviansie flight feathers. The face on the front is some sort of folk hero, but the book failed to include the name.
We decided to head to the stables after that. I told Chunchi that she could ride Salinatrix.

Palkeera took Gemmula with her.
I do not think Curaw is truly angry, just frustrated and confused about the change. She must wonder why Palkeera now reaches for the new horse, who hardly knows what to do, instead of herself, a perfectly trained and well behaved steed.
Of course, Gemmula has very quickly turned into a good mount, so much so that Palkeera felt confident enough to take her on the mission. She learns very quickly.
I walked Curaw around as Chunchi and Salinatrix rode, but Curaw did not really want to do much today. She ambled slowly around the arena, dragging her feet, as somber as a frozen lake.
Chunchi tried to cheer Curaw up, but Curaw just put herself back in her stall. I took off her halter so she could sleep in peace.

Now I am stuck with two pouting faces. Between Enakhra and a very put-out Curaw, either one of them could make trouble for me. Caught between a Mahjarrat and a draft horse is not exactly a welcoming place to be. I received the cold shoulder from both of them.
It seems this mission is upsetting everyone.

I said goodbye to Chunchi and decided to feed the birds out on the balcony as I usually do. The sparrows and pigeons were all waiting for me. With the cold weather starting, they are eager for any free crumbs that I can offer them. They are hardly afraid of me, those they do hop away if they feel I am too close for their safety.
The magpie-jay appeared up in a tree. I had extended a piece of food to it, expecting it to snatch the offering from my fingers and fly away like it always does.
To my wondrous surprise, the magpie-jay did not just take my offering but landed on my hand to eat. I was frozen with delight. What had I done to deserve a blessing like this?
When it was done eating, it did not fly away. It instead waited patiently for me to produce another piece of bread from my pouch.
I fed the magpie-jay until it was full and flew away for the day. I know I will see it again tomorrow.
Palkeera said just seeing this brought good luck, but I have gone a step further and befriended it.

Good things are yet to come. I just know it.
Enakhra got left behind in favor of Palkeera, but at least she's not blowing things up with her Mahjarrat magic, right?


:>-NOTE-<: The lorefails. There WILL be lorefails in this series. Please remember that this is a fanfiction and touches on many subjects either very loosely mentioned or not mentioned at all in the game. Assumptions will be made.
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I guess Enakhra is pretty volatile. Judging by what you've written here, it is so easy to believe that, on top of the whole "I've created a temple for you my lord," "Bitch please, I'd like a staff please", she went into depression and she's just like, nope, the only way I can cope with this is to focus my energies on Akthanakos. I imagine this was Mahjarrat version of therapy: torture. :)