CRIVING THE SEAS
I always remember it, that city remained in my heart, I thought about it the other evening while looking at the sea on the horizon, and the mountain behind me with its unexplored reliefs, yes I'm talking about the city where I started my career and had them the first job at Cartogrago, I would have preferred to become an Ambassador but it wasn't very big, we lived on fishing and farm products.
Sir Ming was the Ubar, at that time Lady Chiara's companion, he took a liking to me, I became his trusted friend and I lived in the palace together with his family, until a beautiful slave arrived, tall, dark-skinned with feline and sensual movements , as soon as I met the slaver I bargained her for two silver plates and took her to my quarters in the palace, I believed that happiness had finally arrived, but Sir Ming also set his eyes on the black slave, meanwhile Lady Chiara never missed an opportunity to launch me fiery looks, I didn't know her yet but she never missed an opportunity to bring slaves into her rooms.
Sir Ming had the slave imprisoned and threatened to kill me if I tried to free her, while he ordered the guards to capture Lady Chiara and take her to the Kennel as a slave, because she had argued a lot with Ming about that slave, Chiara was very jealous, a trusted guard I told myself about the imminent capture, and I, aided by trusted guards and slaves, took Lady Chiara and escaped with a ship leaving for Port Kar, Sir Ming was happy not to have to kill me and make her companion a slave, he gave the slave her freedom and he took her as a companion, I later learned that they had left the city of Falworth to move to an island in the Cos archipelago."there could be more.....
With lady Chiara things did not go well she loved every man she met and demanded that I be present and participate with her in her sexual encounters, so I took my things again and left for the city of Egeria, I would return to Port Kar later as a lawyer.
I really wanted to see the old places again, Falworth is not very far from Geela, only a stretch of sea divides the island from the city, so I organized a trip with the excuse of proposing a treaty of friendship and peace, I set off. Once at the port there was no longer the old city with its docks and its houses all around the large square, but only some shacks used as port warehouses and a road that led to the mountains. I was very disappointed, I loved that city even though over the years I have seen many, some of them very beautiful, I decided to follow that road and find out where it led, I arrived in a clearing after climbing the steep road, I then found myself in front of a portal, there 'It was written Shekinah Arani, I couldn't understand until I glimpsed the palisade, definitely a Panther village, perhaps the same ones they had destroyed, Port Korat not far away, where as a child I had taken refuge with Darian, escaping from our Oasis, having arrived at the door made of logs, I stopped waiting for someone to open the door or for someone to arrive.
While I was sitting I thought about the journey and the vanished city, like a flash a Panther arrived, armed to the teeth and with a threatening tone I asked myself who I was and what I wanted from his village, I told him of my intentions to see my first city again and of the opportunity to write an article about his tribe.
He told me his name was Cree, and that he was a young panther even though his sisters did their best to teach him all about fighting and raids and mountain survival. I asked him about Shekinah, he told me it was perhaps the last great panther village. of Shendi and the forest, he also told me that their Queen (EN) is called Mariko, but now on a trading trip, (or at least I understood it) I asked him to tell me the story of his life, before she was suspicious and looked at me in silence, then he took a breath and started speaking. (and I'll tell you exactly what she told me).
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*Cree's Arrows Fly*
A slaver voice gets range to Cree -
And shouts 'whos slave are rutty thee!?'
-- growls silently at surprise unwelcome
when picking the rippened berries --
"Born on the wings of time,
Not easy to define.
Don't think born Late,
Just in time.
The island was sinking,
So I was taken to sky.
twas in Tarn,
Only now I know."
"Dropped in to the sea,
And washed ashore.
That's what Im told,
Is all I know."
--Slaver stopped by ear intrigued--
--Cree bought the time to quiver ready--
"We love other things
From this time,
The spiders orb,
The silent snake,
a waters voice,
The blood of wound,
Or flesh with roast
Wrapped in greens.
These are my parts---
---And make my bow TIGHT!"
Aiming now,
with the Priestess's strength
who controls all evil,
squints the taught Shaman's sharp blink of eye,
and swift ponders on Slavers reply --
-- Hard to grow here?
What is this thought
But they never ask the tree,
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