1. Juusha Khuam

    Private Pot of Greed

    Not a word came out of Juusha as the old shaman hurled his accusations at her. His questions were not ones worth answering. She had not become a Repentant because of her skill with a sword alone. An Iron shaman could not draw their sword, without knowing the weight of the life they took. It was...
  2. Juusha Khuam

    Paint by Adventures | A Seasonal Event Thread

    The shadow of the spirit in front of her, the ghost of her mentor behind her. Juusha walked in silence on the knife's edge of the mountain path, feeling evermore like she was trapped in someone else's machinations of fate. Juusha Khuam was a swordswoman. As the paths branched apart, upwards and...
  3. Juusha Khuam

    Paint by Adventures | A Seasonal Event Thread

    This experience strikes a particular feeling in you. Perhaps several feelings, even. And with those feelings, you are reminded of something from your past. A moment you’ve had a hard time forgetting, despite time and effort. No rest came when Juusha reached the pine tree. Someone was already...
  4. Juusha Khuam

    Paint by Adventures | A Seasonal Event Thread

    To your left is the barest suggestion of a path up and around the mountain. It curves dramatically, cutting off your view of what might be lying in wait just around the corner. Juusha Khuam let out a long-toothed yawn as she ambled up the mountain path. The walk back to the Iron clan was...
  5. Juusha Khuam

    Private Pot of Greed

    A huff of air left Juusha as the old shaman blabbered on. Squat low atop the roof, she watched as Miya sealed the complex down. Her ears were flat against her head. "I didn't mention the hunters because they won't be a problem." She said it so surely, but of course nothing was sure with a...
  6. Juusha Khuam

    Private Pot of Greed

    "Not transport it, recover it," Juusha corrected. "If it had already been in my possession, then I wouldn't have--" She snapped her teeth shut before she could say it. I wouldn't have dropped it. "Investigative work is not necessary." she started again. "I only need your help to contain Aembi...
  7. Juusha Khuam

    Private Pot of Greed

    At the mention of the eight families, Juusha let out a huff of air. She'd turned her back to keep watch over the alley's entrance while Miya recovered his hidden weapons. Even a washed up scoundrel like him deserved to have some secrets respected. "Aembi, great spirit of greed." She turned...
  8. Juusha Khuam

    Open Between the Stars and the Sea

    Tch. Juusha clicked her tongue, a human noise and not a cat's. Playing second fiddle to an intendant family wasn't anything new for her. But how annoying still, to be reminded of her duty in such everyday ways! She squared her feet and went back to standing at attention. Did not look directly...
  9. Juusha Khuam

    Private Pot of Greed

    Fur smoothed over and hackles lowered as soon as Juusha realized her ploy had been exposed. (Vainly, she wondered if it would have worked, had she been a couple of years younger.) Almost immediately, her posture shifted. She stood relaxed and proud, her palms held open at her side, swaying...
  10. Juusha Khuam

    Private Pot of Greed

    Too long of a time passed without the shaman saying anything. Juusha felt herself growing hotter under his gaze, but she didn't stop her stubborn glare upwards. Ears swiveled at the sound of passersby muttering gossip to each other, and she was about to turn round and tell them off, when Miya...
  11. Juusha Khuam

    Open Between the Stars and the Sea

    An iron grey tail flicked one way, then the other, as Juusha listened keenly to the fishmonger's words. She was vaguely aware that he was tall and gentle-toned, with longsofthair, but mostly she saw the fire reflected on greasy fish and tasted the salt-steam on the back of her tongue. And the...
  12. Juusha Khuam

    Open Between the Stars and the Sea

    Those stories about the water spirits getting excitable during the festival and fighting were mostly not true. Mostly. But just in case, Sonshan employed a few shaman to watch over the celebrations. This year, Juusha had been the one picked from Iron Clan. She clomped down the colorful streets...
  13. Juusha Khuam

    Private Pot of Greed

    Enough ceramics had been dropped for the day, and so Juusha caught the cup that was shoved towards her, eyes widening out of her scowl and ears perking up in concentration. Both hands held gingerly onto it, before she realized what she was doing. "Hey, wait!" Juusha tossed the cup at an...
  14. Juusha Khuam

    Private Pot of Greed

    Juusha stood nearby, leaning up against a pillar, watching the man gamble and win. Groans went through the crowd, as they paid for their reckless bets. A lucky few earned themselves a handful of coins, which they immediately put on other numbers. But the dice dealer would not roll another set...
  15. Juusha Khuam

    Private Pot of Greed

    The city of Sonshan, capital of Aetochi. It is about mid-morning, late summer. A cool mist lays overtop the roofs of Sonshan's lower neighborhoods, obscuring the city's higher mountain districts. "Huh, what's going on in there?" "Over there, on the other side of the wall!" "I think its a...
  16. Juusha Khuam

    Juusha Khuam

    Here is the vow of the Iron Clan, honored bladesmiths of the Aetochi kingdom: Those that abuse power given, will find it taken away, with the cold will of the Repentant Blade. _______________ It is known that the storied clans of the Aetochi kingdom use the essence of the Raakgui they kill and...
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