“Pin? Do you enjoy being on the sea? Or is that you enjoy being with me, and simply tolerate being on a ship at sea?”
My heart stopped dead solid for several seconds as my mind raced to flush out an answer from the thorny scrub-brush of anxiety that choked the thicket of my thoughts.
#WordWeavers 24-04-27: Who's blaming who in your story?
Nobody. At least relationship wise.
On the trek to the village Gavin and Pintac figure out their wants in life are different directions. And since they're reasonable adults that talk to each other (yes this is also a vague post about a couple I know), they mutually end the relationship.
Liv and Parthia were in a mutual no-strings relationship since Liv is heading to a major city in Spring to study alchemy.
no love triangle miscommunication type shenanigans.
#pennedpossibilities 288 — How social is your MC or SC? Do they thrive around others or do they prefer being alone?
Parthia: She's fine with solitude when she chooses it. But to her core she's a social creature. She's an /otherness/ within her village but still highly a part of it. Her self exile in #TCotWS broke her a bit. It also rippled through the community, as she was sort of a heart of the village, amplifying the closeness there. In her absence the general mood took a down turn.
In #AWolfsLullaby we'll get to see more of the gregariousness and social butterfly side of her.
Pintac: He's usually luke warm, holding no strong need in either direction. Save for when it comes to Parthia. There's something about her that makes him feel like he's right where he should be. He becomes an equally bubbly-gregarious as she is when in her vicinity.
So how did I end up at an Autumn celebration, getting my ass handed to me in a match of Ku’rab?
It started with me getting into a fight with a monkey. Well rather Gavin who I was dating at that time, got into a fight with the helmsman's fucking pet monkey.
Gods above and below, that fucking monkey. I should have chucked the malicious fucker overboard during that storm.
I'm getting side tracked.
After we had that gladiatorial fight with the helmsman's fucking pet monkey, Gavin and I decided to take our earnings and do something else for Winter, you know to take a breather. Neither of us had enjoyed working the cargo routes during the storms of last Winter. So we figured we'd come back in Spring, and find a different ship to sign onto… one without a fucking monkey.
So I invented a pretty simple game for my current WiP #AWolfsLullaby , called Ku'rab.
It involves posts at either end of a length of space with point assigned hooks/branches.
A small Hoop made of woven vines, about the size of a hand from finger tip to wrist.
Because my brain doesn't like to half ass #WorldBuilding,
The logic went like this
1: What's a relatively low complexity rules game a rural village might play at Harvest Celebrations & such
2: How do I craft it so it's easily adapted for modern day, with the notion of making it adaptable for play by people that use #wheelchairs
In other words, if I'm going to invent a game, it needs to be playable IRL, and it should be available to as many people as I can make it.
I'll post sketches in a day or two and solict feedback then.