A Time for Everything......

[Merelan]

It had been a long time. Years, meant nothing. Eons were her calendar. Yet now, she felt herself awakening again. Her soul being bound into a physical being. Ripped from the cosmos and pain, such pain. Always pain. To be tied to a being again, meant pain, and feeling and emotion, and hate, and love. Was it worth it? But there were not choices, it was her fate, her destiny to wander from lifeform to lifeform, ever aware of her need. The hunger inside her.

Blind still, and immobile. She lay there with her infinite patience, waiting, and listening. Her ears attuned to her surrounding. Sweet scent wafted over her. Gentle noises reached her. Birdsong. Voices. Crying. A new born babe it sounded. Like music. But not her babe, never her own. Voices.

Earth again. Recognizing the speech.

But still blind. Someone took her hand, holding it tightly. A man's voice begged her not to die. Would that he knew the truth to what was happening. Whoever she was becoming, was already dead and gone. Her body left. Yes, a her this time. Not always, but mostly. Left behind to use for whatever reason had drawn her here. Would this be the time? Would this life be the one she had sought?

But still blind. Moaning. His voice happier, pleading. Calling out to someone. Noises louder. Shutting out the birdsong. The child's cry in the background again, in protest, in hunger and confusion. Well, so was she. Why was she blind?

"I, I..." trying to speak. Remember how to move the muscles, to make the sounds these humans used to communicate.

"Hush now lovie. You are going to be fine now. We thought we had lost you there. Hush, rest. Rest." A soft woman's voice stilling her. Spilling water into her mouth. Eagerly she licked. Then slept. Slipping back into the rest she needed to finish the change. Hearing the man's voice as she slid away.

"She lives, oh Praise the Goddess, my Keina lives. Lives." His sobs deepening.

Keina. She was Keina, this time.


OOC: okay folks... here ya go. Keina is a young lass, in her mid twenties. She has just birthed her first living child. Has lost three before. She is blind due to a plague that struck five years before. Traveling with her husband and his clan. Gypsy's. But she is now dead and her body infused with the spirit that I shall play.

Physically she is 5'3" slender, with long brunette curls. Her blind eyes are green, but swamp green, for a cloud covers them. But she is familiar with her blindess now. But not so this spirit.

Have no idea what we are playing towards but we have a super mix of players. Let us begin. Anyone is welcome, but please check OOC thread to see what we are up too.

IC


Keina awoke again. it was still dark, no, she was blind. Okay, trying to adjust. her hand reaching out, catching at someone moving about her.

"Water." She croaked. "Please."

 

[ARaynes]

OOC:
Michaela Deverough is her given name, but most call her Moma Nipsy. She came to live with the gypsies thirty years ago. Now, at fourty three she is the healer of the group. She is there to birth all the babes, clean up wounds. One of the most trusted of the elders, though she was not always with the clan.

She is grey haired with blue eyes. Slightly overweight, but loving to all creatures, great or small. She has a scar on her face from her right eye to her right ear. When she came to the clan she was found lying in a forrest, among the path, a bear had taken her as his meal. He didn't kill her, but hurt her non the less. She now walks with a limp and often finds it hard to walk at all sometimes.


IC:The night of this birth was long and hard. The poor mother, she looked at one point as if death had taken her in his wings. That wasn't the case, or so Moma Nipsy thought at the moment.

"Keina, dear, drink up. You need your fluids and rest dear." She told the woman. Something about her hand changed, that was for sure. She seemed to be struggling with something, though she had already had the child.

"Keina, rest, your baby needs you."

 

[Zircon]

Cax

Cax was weary. Weary of life in general. The crescent moon offered scant hope, and even less light to show him the path in the woods. He dared not strike a fire to warm his body and ease his tortured soul less the villagers catch him and use his as firewood. Villagers are all the same around the world, illiterate and unforgiving. Cax had healed the Headman’s cow, but could not save the stillborn baby. His welcome had been retracted the moment he cradled the lifeless infant in his arms. The midwife had been calm, but she was less skilled that he thought. But she was part of the village whereas Cax was a stranger, assisting in minor aches and ills in exchange for food and shelter.

Cax had felt a wrench in his heart when the baby, so tiny in his arms, did not open her eyes, not matter what magic and skills that he possessed. He remembered back to the days of his childhood. His mother was the tolerated because of her healing powers and skills. In turn, Cax was also tolerated. His was not an easy birth, bordering on miraculous, simply because the union between an Elf and a human had seldom produced a life birth. Cax knew he was different. Sometimes, he would get flashes of his past life. But the flashes had always tormented him. So, he knew that he was not suppose to be alive, let alone grow up to be this monster that he was now.

His father was a disgraced High Elf-Lord. Disgraced because he had loved his wife and son more than his race or inheritance. His father had abandoned all for love, tempering the wildness of his son in the process. Cax was skilled in the Bow, a fair swordsman and a natural woodsman, a true Forest Elf like his father. Cax was heartbroken when his father came out second best in a debate with a Mountain Troll. Cax reluctantly became a man, losing his childhood in that single unfortunate strike of the Troll’s claws.

That thought was still on his mind when he spotted a clearing in the forest ahead. A blazing bonfire warding off the darkness and chill beaconed to him. The circle of caravans indicated Traveling folks, those whose permanent homes were the caravans themselves. They care not where the road leads, only that another league had passed. Cax braced himself as he approached the camp from an angle where he is easily seen, not wanting to scare as a stranger emerged from the dark forest.

‘Hello there. May I approach? I wish and mean no ill…’ he shouted.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Katrina

I had two days left before the nuptials commenced. Two days of freedom before I was resigned to a life worse than death. Time was ticking and I had to figure out something to keep from a marriage made in hell. So I went out searching the known caravan in the area, Gypsies. I had heard there was a healing amongst the group who could aid me in preventing childbirth. If I could bare that man for a year and not breed, He would set me aside and I would thusly be freed of him.
It was a hope, a very slim hope, but still gave me enough to fight for what I wanted. I had no choice in this, my father was adamant. He insisted I married this Lord Reginald to make a better line. I thought of running, but where would a lady go? And what could I possibly do? My breeding and my learning didn’t grant me much for freedom outside of the gilded cages of a wealthy man.
Being a proper lady, it was expected I do as bidden, but it did not mean I had to like it.
I wandered the forest, searching for this caravan and this healer woman’s aid. Barely of marriageable age, and already fostered off on someone. I shook my head, anger overwhelming me momentarily. Hopelessness was not something I was used to, but very few options came to mind. Marrying for love was laughed upon, and staying single meant being in the church for life. Neither appealed to me.
Glancing around the dark forest, I wondered if I was anywhere near where I was supposed to be? Then in the distance I made out the lights of a large fire.
“Oh thank you Lord!” I pointed the horse towards the light and held on.

 

[Merelan]

"Keina, dear, drink up. You need your fluids and rest dear."
The water seemed like the sweetest wine, soothing her parched throat and cracked lips.

I tried to speak, and sit up, but her hands gently pushed me back, as she hushed me.
"Keina, rest, your baby needs you."

No baby. I had no child, ever. But it nagged at me. Then I heard agin it's cries. Hunger cries.

"My baby? Mine?" Confused at the sudden abruptness of this change, and of the darkness still covering me.

"I cannot see."

 

[ARaynes]

Moma Nipsy

Moma Nipsy looks from Kiena to her husband. "She is not well, leave us." With a reluctant look back at Moma Nipsy, he leaves them to her own devices.

"Kiena," she replied, "Dear, you are blind. You have been for years. Remember, the fever." She wet a cloth and dobbed the woman's face. "Please, take it easy. Your baby needs you."

She lifted the baby to her mother's teat. It didn't take long for the child to know exactly what to do. It's mouth wrapped around the nipple, pulling from it the nourishment it needed.

"You seem unsettled, Keina. Please, tell Moma Nipsy what troubles you? Your baby and you are fine."

 

[Merelan]

"Kiena," she replied, "Dear, you are blind. You have been for years. Remember, the fever." Her hand soothing her heated face with a cool cloth.

"Please, take it easy. Your baby needs you."

Blind? She truly was blind? Trying mentally to adjust. Okay. Blind.


But then she felt and ehard the baby, closer. her soulc rying. For the woman kept calling it her baby.

But she held it close as it was handed to her. trembling. her breasts ached, painfully so. Gasping as the tiny mouth latched and pulled. Washing a wve of pleasure pain over her.

"You seem unsettled, Keina. Please, tell Moma Nipsy what troubles you? Your baby and you are fine."

Moma Nipsy? That was the woman? Was she sister, mother? friend?

"The baby, is it alright? A boy? A girl?" Feeling it's tiny fist hitting at her, it's eager sucking disturbing her. Trying to keep thoughts readied and straight, time needed to adjust.

 

[Merelan]

Garder:

He was banished from the tent withoutany warning. Was Moma lying? No. She would not lie. But Keina seemed confused. Childbirth. A child. A son.
His heart sang as he stood watching the winds ripple through the trees. darkness had set, the fire burning brightly.

"I have a son this day. And Keina lives." Aloud to no one and anyone listening.

"A son, you hear me. And this one you will not take!" Daring in his pride and happiness to taunt the Gods.

 

[ARaynes]

Moma Nipsy

"Why child, of corse the child is alright. I am not the best healer in all the land and a child get sick. I brought you back from Death's very hands did I not?" The cloth seemed to dry quicker now.

"Your son is fine, dear. Garder is a proud papa. You rest, let the babe eat and then you ard Garder can spend time together as family. I forgot to tell you the sex, eh? At first? My memory slips from me these days. Soon we will have to find a new healer if this keeps up. Won't we?"

She stood in the tent, her back arching with it. "Nah, we mustent do that. There are still years in this old core yet. The gods have use for me." A chuckles excaped her lips. It was a boustourous old laugh seeming to come deep within.

"Keina, are you sure you are alright child? Should I bring you anything? Wild roots for your pain?"

 

[Merelan]

Garder

Hello there. May I approach? I wish and mean no ill…’

He spun and saw a stranger. Holy Mother, he had not even heard the approach.

Smiling broadly and feeling for his belt. Not even his belt knife.

"You are welcome. Come forward into the warmth of the fire." Praying Moma would see him before she emerged.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Katrina

I slid carefully as i could from the steed's back. It was a hulking smelly beast and stubborn as the night was long. Jerking the reins, I tugged the animal along with me. Stepping blindly here and there, trying to avoid falling.
I was scared and hoping I did not happen upon some rather unsavory sorts.
"H-Hello?" I stood at the edge of the clearing, glancing around the covered wagons for sign of life and acceptance to their beckonking light. I shook a little, stepping forward one more step.
"Hailing the camp!? Anyone here?" It was eerily dark and silent, perhaps I had come to the wrong place for aid?

 

[Zircon]

Cax

Cax walked to the fire, in full view of the man who had invited him. With his hands stretched out in a peaceful gesture, Cax bowed. Noting that the man had his hands on his belt, Cax relaxed a little bit. He had a couple hidden in various places, and he could have a few flying with deadly accuracy if the situation warranted it. But his senses warned of no danger right now.

‘G’eve to you. I mean no ill. Just the chance to warm myself on this bitterly cold night.’

Cax looked around, the caravans spoke of home, and all that was associated with that word. Colorful and brightly decorated, the caravans were very much different from the crude mud and log hovels of the villages around these parts.

‘You look absolutely happy. May I ask as to the source of your happiness?’

 

[ARaynes]

Moma Nipsy

Moma Nipsy was putting a cooling cloth on the woman whens he heard the men outside. A weaker more feminine voice came from the other side of the tent.

"You rest your weary head, love. Moma Nipsy is going to step out for a moment."

With that she stepped out of the tent, speaking to answer the strangers question, "You hear a child cry, a man's face is streaked with joy, a child is born, safe in the woods." She answered. She called to the woman, "Missus, come. WE are on the uther side of the tent."

She looked the man over, "You are here for what reason?" She eyed him suspiciously.

 

[Zircon]

Cax

‘You hear a child cry, a man's face is streaked with joy, a child is born, safe in the woods.’

Cax had a big smile showing in the firelight. He looked closely at the woman who had just appeared from the tent.

‘I’m just a cold and weary traveler, seeking a place to pass the night, my Lady… Good set of lungs, the young one. The Gods are pleased tonight.’

The suspicious nature and look accorded to Cax did not unfazed him. He was used to this kind of treatment. Folks are naturally suspicious, and it was no different here. Perhaps, the fact that he was armed may have something to do with that. Cax shrugged knowing that it was just a natural feeling of suspicion, and have not progressed to animosity.

The tents and caravan afforded nothing of value to steal, so Cax turned his attention to his grumbling stomach and finding a quiet place to rest.
‘May I have some food? I can pay,’ Cax reached for his nearly empty money pouch. It held only a few copper coins, the amount dimly shining in the firelight.

‘And oh, there’s another traveler who’d just arrived on a horse. She’s over there,’ Cax pointing to the girl standing beside the horse at the edge of the clearing.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Katrina

I heard the voice call out to me and followed in the general direction. This place was a little creepy at night and with me being alone. Alright I would not say this was a stupid move. Not yet anyways.
Walking around the tent I came in sight of three people. An man, a woodsman looking guy and an older woman.
"Greetings, I was told I could find a healer here in this caravan? I have money and desperately need to speak with her or him?"
I felt stupid standing there holding tightly to a rope like a life line to the large beast behind me.
My eyes tried hard to not stare at anyone in particular for too long. It was very rude and a Lady did not stare. So I averted my eyes to the older woman, pleading softly in my mind for the answers I needed.
I heard a babe cry and turned to glance at the tent in wonderment. I smiled again, thinking about how wonderful a babe would be. Tiny little thing to hold and cuddle. I shook myself, those thoughts and that destiny wasn't for me. I would never bare that brute's child.
"May I sit a moment by your fire until the healer has time for me?"

 

[The GrandMage]

Devina Silas

The horse was slow, and Devina knew it could move faster, but he didn't care to push the beast. Let it move at it's own pace, at least it was better than walking. Besides, without a clue as to where to search, he was in no hurry. Let things go as they may, he did not doubt that his day would come. He yawned to himself as the horse moved along, noting the light off to his right. Probably a camp of some kind.

He pressed his feet to the animal, looking towards the light, and then turned it, moving it on, his feet ordering the horse around. His arms crossed across his chest, he moved closer, but then frowned, turning the horse away and letting it go where it may. The horse, though, seemed to enjoy the camp, and turned back.

Devina sighed, and followed the horse. Not much else to do, though he doubted these people would know wwho he was looking for.

 

[Merelan]

Garder:

"We have food and shelter for all this night. Speak not of paying. It is my chiold." Almost bursting with it as he spoke. "My son. Born this night. Let us celebrate with new friends."

Never a suspicious man, but tonight all anger fled as he heard his son's cries quieted. he only wanted to go to Keina, and cuddle her, praise her. See her alive. He had thought her gone.

"Step into the warmth, and settle. I shall get the food. Simple, only stew, our thoughts have been on other things."

 

[Merelan]

Keina:

She was half asleep when she felt it. The approach of her need. hearing voices. Arrivals. Cuddling the child to her, it had fallen asleep at her breast, and she could not move to settle it. For she was blind.

Blind. This would take some adjusting, but she would manage. Another test Goddess? And this child? To tease her with her own infertility? her nameless Goddess had a sense of humour that twisted sometimes.

Sleep now Keina. Tha name strange, but hers now. That woman, he had called her Moma, and her man would protect her for now. Rest. Laying her cheek against the soft down of the babe.

 

[airborne92]

The Warrior

As I regained conciousness, I could barely see around the moonlit field. I didn't know where I was, how I got here, or even who I was. I slowly got to my feet. Looking myself over I saw that I was wearing armor over most of my body. I had a sword at my side. From some reason I felt as if I needed a bow. I found one near where I was laying, the quiver of arrows was already strapped across my back.

There were dead men everywhere in this field. All dressed in armor of one sort or another. I start walking away from this place, heading for the nearby forest.I spend the rest of the night walking through the woods. In the morning I find a road, but I need to rest for a while. I sit down and rest under a large tree.

'Maybe someone will come by on this road and help figure out what has happened' I think to myself.

 

[ARaynes]

Moma Nipsy

Moma Nipsy looked from each one. "Yes, come sit by the fire, M'Lady, if you wish, I can assist you."

She holds her hand out to the woman, only knowing her looks. Her hand would tell her more of the woman's true nature. As soon as she took hold, Moma Nipsy would know her inner self.

"I am Moma Nipsy, healer here." She smiled, making the scar on her face seem to be an odd crooked smile of sorts. If one looked closely in her eyes, they could see for miles and not know where they were looking.

"What is it you need dear?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Katrina

I took hold of her hands and smiled, moving to where the older woman wished to sit.
"It is.. umm A rather private reason.." I did not want to mention it before the two men, especially the one who just became a father. I did not want to dampen their spirits with my own woes. I just wanted to be freed of the monster I was required to wed.
Seemed kind of heartless but fear urged me to do it.
"Can we speak somewhere privately?" I blushed, feeling eyes on me, probably thinking I had addled wits.

 

[Zircon]

Cax

Cax settled himself comfortably on the grass crossing his legs, with the savory bowl of stew in his hands. He was never one that sat on any chairs. Some questioning eyes were on him but he ignored them in favor of his stomach.

A quiet sigh of contentment escaped from his mouth after the meal. He grabbed his Bow and arrows and looked for a place to sleep. As he was getting up, his sharp ears caught snatches of this conversation:

’Can we speak somewhere privately?’ The stranger asked of ‘Moma’, the kindly matriarch of the Traveling folks. Cax shrugged, but his curiosity had been piqued. An empty spot by the tents, near enough to the fire to be warm but far enough not to be disturbed. Cax had sharp ears, inherited from his father. To the world he seemed to be asleep, but his mind and ears were fully awake. He waited.

 

[Merelan]

Garder:

Settling down next to him, wanting so much to be in with Keina, but perceiving Moma's nod and watchful look.
"Is the stew to your liking? I am not much of a cook, but the ladies have been busy. A son you know. A son to me, after all these years. I am not young, and lost my first wife early on. Almost lost my Keina too. It shall be our only child. For I cannot put her through that again, or myself. Never knew such fear." Stirring the fire, refilling his bowl, and pouring him a glass of the dark ale Moma made.

"Let us toast to my son, and your coming. For you must be a friend come to meet, on such a night such as this. And see?" Pointing upwards to the stars.

"There is a star missing, from the Goddess' constellation. The wise men will be busy tonight explaining that one. I for one know it is my son. Sent to me."

 

[ARaynes]

Moma Nipsy

Taking her hand Moma Nipsy caught a glimpse of something dark. Something was wrong with this woman, or would be soon. "Come child. We must go away from this happiness to talk."

She winked at Garder and moved away from the men to another tent. Inside there was a heating lamp. "What is it you need my child?" Moma Nipsy questioned already knowing that she must help this woman no matter the reason.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Lady Katrina

I walked inside the tent, sitting down on the edge of a chair and glancing around. I felt my heart hammering in my chest so great was my fear of being caught and returned before I got what I came for.
"Thank you for seeing me and I am sorry to bring on this tonight, but you are my only hope of remaining barren....." The older woman looked at me kind of shocked. After all how many women came to someone to stay barren!?
"My father is forcing me into marriage with this vile Lord. He frightens me. Rumors have it he murdered his last wife who did not bare him a son, instead three daughters. So his wife was found dead, mysteriously they say. But I dont believe that, I seen this man's eyes. He is cruel. I can not get out of this marriage, but perhaps if I dont bare him a child, he will set me aside? Even death would be better than remaining with this man..." I fell silent, looking down at my hands clenched tightly together.
"Can you help me? It is all I can think of to do. I do not wish to be a sister of god, nor be a mother to that brutes children.. But a lady can not do much but what she is told.."