Tribes and Tribulations [Ellis] Nov 13, 2016 11:37:48 GMT -7
Post by Xanthe on Nov 13, 2016 11:37:48 GMT -7
4th of The Scales of Judgement, 5152. Morning.
Xanthe's tribal village.
Xanthe awoke in the morning before Ellis did, which didn't surprise her considering how tired he had been the night before. She slipped out of bed quietly and immediately missed the warm softness of the furs, but knew she had more important things to do than lay around in bed all morning. Inside the chest that didn't house her weapons and shields Xanthe pulled out a dress of soft, flowing fabric that was dyed the deep blue/grey of a stormcloud and slipped it on over her bare skin. She looked over to ensure Ellis was undisturbed, then left the tent to speak to her people.
Outside the tent the village which had been quiet the night before was bustling with activity. People were cooking food over fires, washing clothes, praying at the shrine, and going about their daily business easily. Happily. As though there wasn't a war on their country just outside their protected walls. Xanthe liked it that way - she did everything in her power to keep her people safe and while all of them would be ready at a moment's notice to defend themselves and their village she was so happy she could allow them the safety to go about their life without constant fear of attack.
Whenever someone saw her, they nodded their head respectfully and she smiled softly back at them, like a mother overlooking all of her children. She began gathering her people up so she could speak to them all at once, and once they were gathered near the god tree in the makeshift town square she began her announcement. She explained what had happened the day previous and that she had found someone trustworthy who was willing to teach the invader's language, and also to learn their own. She explained that she had brought him back to the camp and that he was under her protection, and would not be a danger to anyone. Some of her people looked worried at the idea of an invader in the camp, but they all knew to trust Xanthe unquestioningly and if she trusted this man then they should too. "Sa tsenthe v'nesaqs," she ended her speech with. Everyone gathered repeated it back to her and then they were dismissed.
Some looked back toward Xanthe's tent with curiosity and she knew that as soon as he left it they would all surely want to see this newcomer. In the meantime, while hopefully he was still asleep, she began to gather a breakfast of cooked meat and berries which she brought back to the tent and placed on the desk for when he awoke, then went outside to begin cleaning her armour from the night before while she waited for Ellis to awaken.