The warrior mother and her adopted daughter

PeaGirl · 2019-03-17 23:12:44

I simply don't roleplay. I simply don't. But this player effort was so meaningful that there is plenty of mentioning.
He was born in smithing house, there were other young boys standing by huge fire, plenty of ironwork was done before, so it was enough to impress for the first few 7 seconds. His mother picked him up in hurry as she was doing her thing as a baker.
She called him Oden. Oden Titsworth.
After a while, when he began to grow some armpit hair, he began to clean the city as much as he could from the moldy bodies that were lying around the village. Then found out that north from the bakery, an elderly had already brought lots of stonepiles ready to be used as walls for bakery. With his last strength he shattered the splitted huge stone into another pile and died. He honored his work and stripped his coldening body from clothes and clothed himself comfortably for more tedious work... finishing the bakery walls.
While trying to survive for his adulthood while pumping water from soil with the machine, he noticed bloody female body, fresh, not moldy. He was shocked and ran to see his mother and warn her at bakery to keep her eye out for anyone with a knife. She was already armed, so he knew she was prepared for anything.
After a while, his mother found out the culprit, and decided to "purge" her. She went out chasing her, but failed and was stung by bugs. He saved her by taking care of her when she was ill with the fever. Then she told us "It's Iana."
Few moments passed, he saw her mom by the berryfarm, bloody apron and knife dressing her blonde figurine. Iana was struck and was wailing around the village, trying to find someone or something to heal her, but her time was up, and she slumbed down to her final sleep. Her heritance, a child daughter, that she was ready to toss away, stood behind his mother, scared, yet relieved of being alive. It scarred her to the point that she'd make sure her sons and daughters would be safe from harm.
When the scene was settled, and blood dried, Oden continued his work and fetched final pieces of stone piles for walls. After few trips, it would be finished. Only few doors remaining.
after coming back from first trip, he saw mother's slaughtered bloody remains of a man who had fallen for same trickery as Iana did. His blood coloured the wooden floors of bakery crimson. Oden came to the bloody corpse, and kicked it once, trying to find some sort of satisfaction, yet dissapointing feeling for seeing another lost soul, but not being able to stand up to mother's fierce attitude of keeping village strong.
He calmed down and began to farm milkweeds for rest of his years for the doors.
After a while, he met his mother's only daughter again by the bakery. She had told him she made a grave for his mother to honor the deeds. They ran to the northern parts of village to see the lone grave up the hill.
He was standing there, remembering the heroic deeds she did for the family. How she praised you even without asking, cared to stay the minute to listen for anything, and stand the ground for any misfortunes. She weeped by the side, and Oden took his knife, and put it softly on grassy soil to symbolize her bravery.
After it, he took his final breath by the foot of his mothers grave, and died peacefully.

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Last edited by PeaGirl (2019-03-17 23:14:33)

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The warrior mother and her adopted daughter

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