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pompomwormin · 1 year
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SIFAS IS BEING SHUT DOWN NOW? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? LITERALLY SO PISSED OFF RN
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skekheck · 4 years
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Any more HC on skeksa, skekmal and skekli
SkekSa:
She’s pretty hygienic and that’s why she still has most of her fur/feathers. The Sifa, however, aren’t hygienic so on the rare occasions she is on land, she tells them to take a bath.
When she was younger, skekSa used to give out her feathers to the Sifa (maybe as additional prizes for winning Hooyim boat races) so they could keep them as charms. These charms became family heirlooms and were passed down from generation to generation. They’re considered among the most precious of the Sifan charms. 
SkekSa needed help from skekMal to catch Vassa and it took every ounce of her strength to prevent him from killing it. First and last time she’d ever asked for his help.
When the waves are calm and a clear night, skekSa will have Vassa rise to the surface, sit on top of it, and have a drink to herself. This is when she’s the most at peace.
I like to imagine at some point, urSan attempted to teach skekSa how to swim. 
SkekMal:
The Endless Forest became his home because he needed to be close by to the castle to hear the summoning horn, but he eventually grew to love it over time. He felt like himself there.
Even then, a part of skekMal was angry that he can’t completely be himself. He has to keep his identity hidden so the skeksis can keep their pathetic alliance with the gelfling. He can’t be known as the Hunter skeksis he’s just known as the Hunter. Having a connection with the Dousan was catharsis for him.
SkekMal was particularly glad the skeksis basically stopped summoning him after some time as he had more freedom/time to hunt in other regions. He’s been to the Swamp of Sog, mountains of Grot, and the Sifan Coasts a few times. 
He both loves and hates hunting along the coasts because it’s harder to hide/camouflage himself. He loves it because it presents him an interesting challenge.
SkekMal is a sucker for finding new challenges, especially if he believes it will improve his skills. With the right phrasing, one could get skekMal to do anything for them if they present it as a type of challenge. 
He used to indulge himself in some luxuries he missed at the castle (like a warm, comfortable room). When skekMal still had a better relationship with his other half, he stayed in urVa’s hovel during stormy nights to keep warm. Part of him still misses those luxuries, but he tells himself he’ll end up like the other skeksis if he continues down that path.
SkekLi:
SkekLi’s role was pretty important during the early days. When tension got really high in the court, skekLi helped defuse the situation with jokes or light banter. But as time went on and the skeksis grew more paranoid, they were less enthusiastic about his antics. 
They also got sick of him because he kept telling the same jokes over and over again.
The only one that genuinely misses him is skekOk. SkekOk always found his jokes funny even if he’s heard of it a hundred times.
Since the skeksis don’t really need him anymore, he can just do what he wants. But skekLi feels like he’s lost his purpose and feels like everyone sees him as a clown and that pisses him off. He’s trying to prove to them that he isn’t the court jester... but he fails pretty miserably at that.
Whenever he visits a gelfling or podling village, he forces everyone to sit and listen to his jokes. Whether they’re actually funny or not doesn’t matter they HAVE to laugh. I like to imagine he has a gelfling or podling servant raise a “laugh” sign for “encouragement”.
He’s really good at playing instruments and he plays a lyre during some of his performances. 
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thebibliomancer · 3 years
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Tides of the Dark Crystal liveblog pt 19
Tides of the Dark Crystal because I want to know if they’ll be able to save a tree! I’m arboreally invested!
Last times on book: Amri and co are on a quest to unite all the Gelfling clans against the Skeksis. They’ve managed with the Sifa and they’re trying with the Dousan at the Wellspring gathering place now. Periss, their guide to the Wellspring, did a hostage situation to get the team educated about the plight of dying giant trees in the area. Amri, Naia, and Tavra dove down down down to the bottom of the lake where the tree once was and found a spark of life. But it needs the Dousan to heal and it’s going to be hard to get them to the bottom of the lake. They’ve only got one Naia to go around.
Chapter 19
Team Naia and the Dousan heal the tree, more plot arrives in a silver bound scroll
Okay. So the solution to how to get all the Dousan underwater is to not do that. Its just not feasible. Amri suggests getting the Dousan to the cave since the water from the Wellspring is going to the cave too and Naia says it’ll have to be good enough.
Their lips met, and she filled his lungs with air, more warmly than before, then thrust him away. He held the feeling in his heart, letting it buoy him toward the surface so far above.
Is giving someone oxygen underwater a ship tease? Because it seems to be leaning that way.
Amri bobs to the surface and is pulled out of the water by good ol’ Periss. The Dousan are all still meditating as their camp is torn to pieces by the wind. Can’t say they’re not determined.
The Grottan guy tells Periss (and Erimon who is still hanging around) that the tree is still alive, just, and that it needs the Dousan’s song for Naia to heal it.
Periss turned on Erimon, eyes wide with hope.
“Our people meditate, send thoughts and dreams into the universe, trusting Thra to send providence. But they won’t take action -- won’t even lift a finger to save the gifts Thra has already provided! If they won’t, then I will.”
Periss runs off to put the nearest Dousan. To put them in a headlock and drag them to the cave, presumably.
“You say you saw it? The tree truly lives?”
“And can save us yet, if you’ll believe in it!”
Like the living spot of the tree in all the dead, a spark of light flickered in Erimon’s countenance. Like a wall breaking, like he was waking from a dream that he had been dreaming too long.
Maybe if the tree had sent dreams to the rest of the Dousan, this would have gotten resolved faster. I do wonder why it only sent dream nightmares to Periss.
Anyway, Erimon pulls a horn from his belt and just holds it up to the wind, which makes me laugh a little at the effort saving a desert storm can provide. The blaaaaat, presumably, of the horn rouses the Dousan and Erimon tells them to get themselves to the cave.
When Erimon, Periss, and Amri get to the cave, Erimon jams the horn into a crevice so it’ll keep blowing and guide the Dousan there.
Inside, Kylan has climbed into a little nook that I guess has great acoustics and is still playing his firca. Amri tells Erimon and Periss to get to singing without waiting for the rest of the Dousan.
A neat touch is that Dousan singing is a sort of humming that reminds Amri a lot of the Mystics but also Aughra’s chant and the song of Thra. Given who the Dousan based their culture on, it makes a lot of sense. And is probably the best possible singing for this situation.
Amri asks Onica how they’ll know this is all working and she says “If it works, the tree will rise and break the storm wall,” Onica said. “And if doesn’t, we may be the only ones that survive this trial.”
No pressure. Except all the pressure. Geez, the weather is pissed off.
Some more Dousan start finding their way into the cave, caked in sand, and confused how things have gotten so bad and whether buried in sand forever is the answer Thra is giving them.
Even entering the cave and seeing Periss and Erimon singing to Kylan’s playing the Dousan just kind of. Silently watch. They need a bit of a nudge.
“Thra has already given you an answer. To the darkening, to the Skeksis, to all the corruption that seeps into our world. Believe in the way Thra has shown us all along, even if it seems hopeless. In the tree. In the Gelfling. In each other!”
Amri held out his hands as the storm threw itself against the mountain, a monster knocking on the door. To his surprise, a Dousan stepped forward and took his hand.
“I will believe,” she said.
Another followed her. Amri didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
I would also like to see this portrayed in puppets. It wouldn’t be as technically impressive as the dive into the forever deep spring but it would make me feel feelings.
The Dousan join hands and hum sing so loudly it drones out the storm.
Amri sees a dreamfast, presumably with all the present Dousan or with the tree?, of the tree in its prime and the Dousan coming and going from the oasis.
He thinks he hears Naia’s voice so looks outside the cave where the darkness has lifted.
Amri stepped outside of the cave and gasped.
Still growing, at an impossible and rapid speed, a tree was unfurling from within the lake. Its spiraled shoot jetted into the sky, thick boughs with huge succulent fronds blooming like a storm of another kind.
The storm wall broke as the tree pierced it, scattering the lightning and wind. The clouds parted in a ripple, dissipating. Behind the black of the storm, the sky was light with morning.
HEYYYY wow. They kept saying that the tree could stop the storm but I thought it was like. Magic. Not that the tree would grow so big that it would explode the storm.
These Great Trees are. Pretty great.
In the center of the still-chanting Dousan, the same rainbow light appears and dream-etches the story of the Sifa and now the Dousan joining the resistance.
Very helpful to have a ‘quest completed’ indicator. And very cool.
Amri also sees a vision in the fire of Maudra Ethri at Cera-Na receiving a scroll tied with silver twine.
Huh. Plot hook?
And similar to the dream Naia had of her mother receiving a scroll in the swamp.
Huuuuh. Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuh.
Speaking of Naia...
The tree’s bark was made of woody, layered diamonds like the scales of a lizard, pointing upward to capture what meager rain fell in the desert. Cradled in one of the shelves made of the bark, resting in a nest of lake weeds, was the Drenchen girl. Amri splashed through the water and climbed up the tree to where she lay.
“Oof,” she groaned when he reached her.
“You did it. Naia, you did it.”
She gave an exhausted chuckle. “It wasn’t me. When I was down there, I could hear you. Through the water and the river. I heard Kylan’s firca. I heard the Dousan singing the song of life.” She looked at the palms of her hands. “I became one with the tree, in that moment. I felt as if my heart had grown wings. And then this miracle...”
Together, they looked up through the morning suns as they came through the tree’s fronds, sparkling with the water that still dripped in pristine rain from so high above. Naia smiled and put her hand against the tree’s bark.
“Oszah-Staba,” she said. “The Wellspring Tree. Its tears have always filled the lake. But now they can be tears of joy instead of loneliness.”
WOO!
I hope they all feel very accomplished! That’s two whole clans convinced and a tree saved.
Uh, so why is there still 80 some pages left. Are there more tides?
Despite stopping the storm, it managed to destroy pretty much the entire Dousan camp first. The Crystal Skimmers at least dig themselves out of the sand.
Erimon tries to apologize to Periss but Periss just tells him that his sand skiff (the one that Periss stole?) will be a good apology.
Everyone is basically feeling good and accomplished right now, despite 80 some pages left.
Even Tavra spoke kindly into his ear.
“You did very well, Shadowling,” she said.
“And how are you, spiderling?” he replied.
“Tired.”
In the past, her short answers had always seemed aloof, as if she didn’t want to speak to him any more than she had to. But this time he heard something else. Not sadness, not reluctance; just exactly what she’d said. Tiredness.
With a start, he realized maybe this was just the way she was: not cold, but reserved.
Frens.
Also, I have to imagine that being the middlest child had a lot to do with it. Brea and Seladon are a lot more than Tavra is. Just a lot more. And they seem to constantly put her in the middle of it. Where she has to be very diplomatic.
Amri asks if there’s anything he can do for Tavra but she says nothing more than he already has.
Aw.
Maudra Seethi’s Crystal Skimmer arrives in rough shape, deck in ruins and Skimmer covered in wounds from the storm. But there’s no Maudra Seethi aboard.
Wait, that’s it! That’s what’s missing! Surely I get to meet Maudra Seethi in this book where half the plot has been the Dousan! I’ve met all the other Maudra!
Sandmaster Rek’yr is aboard. Hi show character, Rek’yr!
He tells the protagonists that Seethi’s Skimmer was caught by the storm wall on the way to the Wellspring and had to back off hoping for it to break. But while they waited a message came from Ha’rar and Maudra Seethi had to leave immediately.
Rek’yr coughed again and groaned, producing a scroll tied with a piece of silver twine. He passed it to Erimon as proof. Amri waited while he read it, though with a horrible dread, he felt he knew what words would come from the sandmaster’s mouth next.
“The maudra have been summoned to Ha’rar by Princess Seladon,” he said. “All-Maudra Mayrin is dead.”
Oh nerts.
Huh. Three books only takes us up to the equivalent of episode 5 or 6?
Dang, Naia’s team is good at squeezing in a lot of plot in a short amount of time.
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felassanis · 4 years
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More Sifa headcanons:
1. Their accents vary, seeing as the Sifa are consistent of different Clans they have no set acent. However, the ‘original Sifa’, best known for their red, curly hair tend to have thick accents that would sound like a mix of Welsh and Scottish to us.
2. Right, Sifa are proper stoners. Not all of them, but most. It’s something that passes the time on long voyages and they offer many safe herbs and plants that allow Gelfling to feel some form of euphoria. It’s frowned upon by other Clans, but the Sifa don’t care. Particularly experienced Sifans like Elders can visit the dreamspace sometimes and just like Lucid dreaming can control certain elements. Like, conjure feasts that could rival the SkekSis’s or conjure a dead lover and so forth. It’s rare, so very rare but it has been known to happen.
3. Have some of the most colourful curse words and this especially pleases me because Elder Cadia says ‘Bugger’ which alludes that canonically they curse like the British. I also feel like the Sifa are a lot more relaxed with their language and don’t put much stock in sounding literate. A Childling could swear and it would probably just make them laugh.
4. I can image the Sifa hosting their own holidays on the ships. So, maybe six ships might get together in the middle of the ocean, close enough that they can hoist planks across them; allowing the Sifa to cross over on mutiple ships to which all crews will get together. They’ll decorate the masts with lanters and banners, they’ll set up hundreds of tables and chairs and as soon as the band starts playing music it’ll be three days of partying, laughing, dancing and so on before the ships part ways again.
5. These holidays could probably be just a celebration of Clans coming together, celebrating culture in order to remind the Sifa that they are lot of cultures all intertwined together to form one. It could be a celebration for the sea, a kind of festival that thanks the ocean for being calm and carrying them safely, and to wish themselves another trine of more bountiful waters. Or...the Sifa just simultaneously want to get drunk.
6. There are cases where the Sifa can banish Gelfling if they do something wrong. But the crime must be very heinous and detrimental for them to even consider banishing anyone. So it’s very rare this ever happens, it might have happened a couple of times throughout Sifa history. They’re a liberal clan, so pissing them off can be very hard.
7. If this occurs, that Gelfling cannot step one foot on Sifa ships, they are to be avoided by other Sifa and they can never rejoin the Sifa unless they do something extreme to prove their honest character.
8. Most of the time, when somone is banished from the Sifa they usually just return to thier original clan. So, a Sifa who left the Drenchen to sail the seas or who looked Drenchen would just go back to the Great Smerf. However, for an original Sifa, this can be tricky as red hair is greatly tied to this clan so they can’t blend in with the other Gelfling races. Therefore, finding somewhere else to settle can be very hard given that the Clans don’t trust the Sifa and of course, the clans can be racist. 
9. I can imagine absolutely vast expanses of tents whenever the Sifa land. Sometimes they only leave their ship when trading, but as we have seen with Onica and Elder Cadia, Sifa pitch tents and I can imagine a sprawling city of tents in long fields. 
10. Incense, they definitely use incense and it smells amazing.
11. Also those pipes from Lord of the Rings? Sifa use them, they can blow amazing rings with them. They’re exceptionally long and often intricately carved with beautiful designs.
12. So, I don’t actually know how Thra’s society reacts to two Gelfling from different clans falling in love; but I think it’s frowned upon. With the Sifa, they don’t mind it. However, if it’s a Sifa with someone from a different clan, they’re very strict about the other Gelfling becoming Sifan. They see it as losing family otherwise. Moreover, Sifa are kinda of alluring to other Gelfling. They’re mysterious, with an air of adventure and freedom and they don’t conform to rules like most other Gelfling. We all love a bad boy afterall. Despite the horror stories older Gelflings tell about the Sifa, the younger ones who yearn for excitement find the Sifa very attractive. (Especially Vaprans) and so most marriages like this will wind up with the outsider joining the Sifa. There’s a lot of romance novellas about Sifa love interests, just think about those really cheesy romance novels about a fair, noble maiden who gets whisked away by handsome pirates. That is probably why Vaprans are more attracted to Sifa than they care to admit.
13. They’re canonically the most superstious, paranoid little shits in Thra. Stomp on the ship thrice for good luck. the good ol don’t step on the ship with your left foot or risk bad luck. Don’t look outside your window past midnight or a sea creature might gobble you up. Bow your head when you hear of someone’s death otherwise your next. Break a mirror and you’ve got bad fortune for ten trine the whole ordeal.
14. Literally, break and mirror and you can’t be on one of their ships for ten trine DO NOT BREAK MIRRORS.
15. A lot of Gelfling think the Sifa carry disease. This is not true. The Sifa are very capable of curing ailments and preventing them with rituals and potions and cleaning their ships. They may not take a bath as much as they should, but no other Gelfling carries that ocean-filled, beachy smell.
16. I feel like a cool thing, even if impossible, would be that the Sifa have a special ability when it comes to Tattoos. They can echant certain tattoos so that went tracing their fingers over them the tattoos actually move and come to life. Think about photographs in Harry Potter. The tattoos move like Gifs lol so a tattoo of a tree might shake like wind is blowing or they might have a depiction of the ocean where waves rise and fall....
17. Speaking of tattoos, the older Sifa will says you should only ever get one if it means something but those same Sifa as well as younger ones probably have really dumb tattoos like Fizzgigs on their ankles that bark when traced or an ex-lover’s name scratched out about five times.
18. Avid readers. They need something to pass the time! So I feel like a lot of ships have designated libraries which are strictly controlled and kept tidy. Cera-Na has a grand library where Sifa can borrow books lol, but they must return them.
19. Every Sifa is handy with harpoons and spears. It’s why a lot of them go to the Castle of the Crystal because they’re talented fighters with spears. You will not outrun a Sifa if they are carrying a spear...watch out. They have deadly aim.
20. The men are hairy. Very hairy.
21. While they cannot breath underwater like the Drenchen due to not being amphibious, the Sifa can hold their breath for a long ass time. From 1 to 6 hours. This is due to evolution conforming to the Sifa delving underwater a lot in search of shells, gems or treasure.
22. They trace constellations and use the stars to navigate the seas. The main cabin is always fitted with a beautiful map tracing the stars and they all have names.
23. As we have seen. Gelfling can sing to the creatures of Thra; and in Seladon’s case she can beckon them. I see Sifa singing their hearty songs and many sea creatures swimming up the service to listen. They’ll splash and swim along the ship and occasionally allow the Sifa to stroke them. This singing can be handy when in the rare cases a Ship wrecks, and the creatures of the sea with help survivors to land when they hear one sing.
24. When the Darkening occurs, the Sifa mention that portions of the sea light up in this violet hue, with the waves lined in black and seemingly being filled with lightning. As if the waters had swallowed a thunderous cloud and was stuffed with sparks. Sifa avoid this area, as a lot of sea creatures once thought peaceful have randomly attacked ships.
25. While Thra sings in the ocean as well, the Sifa don’t want to forget about the lands of Thra. So, to stay intune with nature they have plants all over their cabins, kind of like gardens spanning across the ship. Just imagine potted plants, strings of ivy winding all over archways and walls, hanging plants next to swinging hammocks so a Sifa can smell their beloved home...
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artwheat · 4 years
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So who actually did attack the party though? Because I cannot imagine normal highway men have the tools to deal those amounts of damage unless they were in a very big group
It was in fact a bunch of people hired to take the party out by a rich dude we pissed off a while ago! Including Sifa’s girlfriend, but she didn’t know Sifa and her friends were the targets. She was in fact the one that yote that big damage nade into the middle of the party, it was basically bottled silver dragon’s breath that she got because sometimes we play one shots in which one of the players will dm and the dm gets to be a player 
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twinklecrystle · 5 years
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(ignore this)
I'm in a writing mood but I'm not a great writer so here're some ramblings because otherwise I won't be able to stop thinking about this stupid idea of a human reader insert that runs around Thra doing whatever.
So, a human!reader character in Thra. They're dead inside and is like "well, this might as well happen. Earth sucked anyway." They become besties with skekGra and urGoh and then proceed to run around Thra and become a cryptid. Let's call this human Artemis because that's a cool name.
So they run into the Hunter and they chase each other around for a bit until they decide to become friends and run around Thra as cryptids together. skekMal's mean and edgy but Artemis can't really do much about it.
Blah blah blah stuff happens they run into skekSa and she's like "ey yo wanna sail off together m8teys?"
So Artemis basically becomes a pirate for a while. At some point they come across a sea monster and Artemis is like "hey check this out" and proceeds to piss it off, jump on its head and stab it repeatedly because "yolo" and no one else was really doing anything about it. skekSa is like "what the heck??" while skekMal isn't really surprised anymore and tells her "humans are naturally impulsive".
They have to fish Artemis out of the ocean and they're high from adrenaline and excitement and is just like "i almost DIED ahahahaha" and the Sifa gelfling are impressed but also scared because...who just does that??? This person apparently.
When Artemis comes home to the Circle of the Suns from voyages and adventures and whatever they do a puppet show for skekGra and urGoh every time because it makes them happy and they're Artemis's hippie grandpas and they love them and why not?
Some potential angst and a bit of nice!skekMal: Artemis's recklessness gets them in big trouble one time during their hunts with skekMal (you don't just throw yourself at a sand monster, Arty) and he's forced to go to the Circle of the Suns because as stupid and annoying this human is it'd be a waste if they died. So it's sort of awkward and tense when skekMal shows up at GraGoh's doorstep with their dying friend on his back and when Artemis finally comes to, skekMal berates them for doing possibly the stupidest thing they've ever done and he's like "do you have a death wish??" and maybe the plot twist is that they do have a death wish.
Humans' got problems.
Meeting a castle skeksis would go like "hi I hate you already". They don't like the castle skeksis much because they were mean to Art's hippie grandpas and even if we love them we can't forget that they're complete utter jerks and bullies.
I've been imagining a scene going like-- skekMal: "shut your beak before I yeet to the other side of Thra." skekSil: "...yeet?" = what happens when you spend too much time with your chaotic human friend.
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ben-the-hyena · 4 years
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skekGra and urGoh. Or more specifically, their individual upbringing and how they met, since you’ve talked about how they fell in love and had GraGoh and Lore already...
I am so sorry but there is no wifi in the town I am spending my weekend in. Only in that bar I stopped by. Sorry guys don't expect a lot from me for 2 days
Very well, I am not gonna talk about their life as parents since I already mentionned it in several posts and will stop at when they reached the Circle of the Suns. I just precise now they would help the Resistance on major battles only to avenge Lore's slavery but were neutral most of the time, they will have 2 grandchildren belonging to a new species, the RuSis, mix of an UrSkek and either a Skeksis or an UrRu, and they will die of old age the same day happily with their friends and family around them
Ok so SkekGra was raised by loving noble parents who loved him but he grew up quite lonely, the other rich kids bullying him for his naivety and positivity. This quickly had him toughen up and determined to defend himself and never show his "weak side" (his positive attitude) again. He trained and beat them up. Seeing how strong he had become, his parents signed him in in the army. He became even stronger and when the Gruenak War and Arathim Wars started, he showed how efficient he became, enough to earn a place in the imperial court, and to get a name. SkekGra the Conqueror. For centuries, he hid his feelings and toughened up, having put his heart on hold convinced he had been wrong and this was the way, killing and invading if asked to. And yet... for obvious reasons he denied, he didn't feel very happy, and there were actually rare times he didn't find what he did to enemies fair, but in the end of the day he mostly cared about his reputation and he did enjoy killing back then, as bad as he regrets it in his old days ; there was one species however he never felt pity for, the Mystics, for he subconsciously still believe in the scary propaganda stories he had heard as a skekling. This was on a mission beyond the sea he and SkekSa the Mariner began working together and dating, finding common interests and in a way found her kinder than the court as brutish as she was. But in SkekGra's case it was more infatuation than love, she happened to be hot and to be fun to hang out with, and he knew she did love him, but he didn't truely miss her when she went to live with the Sifas and only visitted once or twice a trine. In fact if she didn't write to him he wouldn't write to her first
UrGoh, he, had loving parents part from the court who had hippy tendancies and quickly had him smoke with them when he became a teenager. He was very patient and loved in general, but there was something in him that generally annoyed everyone : he was quite of a rebel, trolling around for fun by overplaying to be slow (he IS slow because of the weed, but there are times he pretends on purpose to piss off people), he was intelligent enough to be sure the scary stories about Skeksis he heard as an urling were exagerated and pissed off by saying he wished to talk to a real Skeksis to be sure, he was of course so stone he could sometimes barely listen or talk among the others despite his position of Story Teller, and most of all : as slow as he was, he would sneak out of the capital for weeks before coming home, fascinated by the world around him and exploring. Resigned, UrSu ended up after decades to change his position. He enjoyed exploring ? Very well. He shall explore around and come back once or twice a year to report the changes in Thra. UrGoh was promoted to Wanderer. He made a lot of beautiful discoveries, was feeling free from the castle responsibilities, the only courtier he met from time to time was UrVa who he too was more active and freespirited than the others and they could chat for hours before parting ways... he didn't mind being alone, and yet whenever UrVa left he realized he didn't have anyone else to talk to anymore. And that wasn't that fun as much as he loved being free from responsibilities
They met quite late, in human age they would have been in their late 30's or early 40's. But they met one day both were exploring a same spot. Finally ! After centuries UrGoh met a Skeksis ! He could ask him things, plus he was hot- oh. He was not cooperative. SkekGra, upon seeing the enemy, as cute as he was, immediatly attacked. UrGoh did his best to survive but fortunately, SkekGra fell into a hole and broke his legs. UrGoh could run away... but felt pity for that angry man. He tried helping him. SkekGra was on his defensive and called him all names and threatened him, but was smart enough to know that was his last chance to survive. UrGoh brought him "home" in his current shelter and cured him, letting him rest for weeks and weeks, maybe months before he could return to the capital where he was believed to be dead and cheered upon when returned. But in the meantime... the 2 had socialized. A lot. SkekGra had not the choice so ended up chatting back, both realized they had common interests, SkekGra at first hesitated but confessed what he used to like and UrGoh's positivity encouraged him to consider doing them again (like the puppets he liked making as a kid), they got along well, became friends, very good friends... and fell in love or at least realized it on their way to the capital, sharing their first kiss before letting gim go back to the castle and parting ways
For almost one century, they would see each other in secret, SkekGra breaking up with SkekSa not giving her any reason through lettees (making her sad and confused), pretexting to go on missions while he would just go visit his boyfriend, became more and more friendlier and UrGoh's influence had him try drugs and start realizing how precious life is and how awful it had been to take away so many (he shortly got depression because of the guilt and UrGoh found necessary to be his therapist) bringing him troubles on missions when he would just hide the enemy or have them pretend to be dead, UrGoh showed him all the beautiful flora landscapes and fauna he had ignored until now focusing on invading towns and camps... none of them felt alone when they were together, they were like halves, completing each other, and every moment they were apart was too much to bear, they longed meeting again. To the point of sometimes having the Mystic sneak inside the castle and almost getting caught more than once ! So when after one century they got a vision of Thra about unity between their peoples... they thought it was the occasion. A sign. They could maybe finally officialize, even become mates ! They went to the Skeksis... extemely bad idea, you know how it went
UrGoh did his best to drag his lover away and survive himself from all the claws and bites, and did manage after many hours to run away with him in the desert. Poor SkekGra was unconscious for days, a nail in his head, bloody. UrGoh feared he would never survive but he did. He was so relieved he swore to never be apart again, but also so afraid of losing him he decided not to risk their lives again by convincing the UrRu, forget them ! They should focus on having a whole new start, as hermits, to live their forbidden love. They found a cave up a mountain called the Circle of the Suns and settled up there. It was 4 months after having been branded Heretic SkekGra found out he was 4 months pregnant of who would be GraGoh, and trines later, after having "married" like the Gelflings do only without any priest but just them and their toddler as witness (THEY SAID THEY ARE MARRIED SO THEY ARE MARRIED), they decided to celebrate by having another, who would be Lore
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pompomwormin · 2 years
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SO PISSED OFF AT SIFAS I just did 7 10scouts and got 1 new ur and no fes urs 😭 AND THEN I find out there's guaranteed fes ur scouting in a couple days
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thebibliomancer · 3 years
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Song of the Dark Crystal liveblog pt 16
Song of the Dark Crystal by J.M. Lee because Amri joined the party -victory jingle-
Last times on book: Kylan, Naia, and Tavra have traveled to Hole in Ground to find a magic firca that will help them warn all Gelfling about the Skeksis. They meet with Maudra Argot who agrees that they can have the flute after dream-fasting with Naia. All they gotta do is take her lazy son Amri with them when they go. That’s a win-win stipulation honestly.
Chapter 16
Tavra makes a scene
When Naia and Kylan leave the maudra chamber with Amri, they find that Tavra has bailed. Kylan worries that she got impatient and just set off for Ha’rar without them. On the one hand, no more of her negative attitude but on the other, for some reason, Kylan would miss her.
As they leave the maudra chamber, Naia tells Amri that he doesn’t have to come with them when they leave the caves if he doesn’t want to. Amri just goes shh because Argot has ears like a hollerbat.
When they’ve gotten back to the central cavern, Naia repeats herself.
“It’s not that I don’t want to leave,” Amri replied. “I would just rather go anywhere else than Ha’rar. Eh! I suppose I should be pleased that Maudra Argot is letting me leave the cave at all. Oh well, at least I might have a chance to surprise the All-Maudra. Oh, I can’t wait to see the look on her face when a Grottan appears in court!”
Kylan is surprised at the youthful energy Amri has compared to how serious he was when he was guarding the tunnel. But I suspected all along that Amri had little shit energy!
Its that picture of him resting his head in his hands and just smiling at spooking the visitors.
They go looking for Tavra in case she’s still somewhere and also because nobody likes the Vapran here. But Amri has an idea of where she might have ended up.
He guides them up a stairway to a round half chamber with a fire pit. Three Grottans are chilling around the fire with reed instruments playing the same sounds in different keys and making a lovely adagio.
Tavra isn’t at the firepit but from the ledge of the chamber, Kylan can see most of the cavern.
While he scans, Naia (who isn’t that invested in searching for Tavra) starts talking to Amri (even less interested in searching than Naia). She tells him this chamber reminds her of the Great Smerth, which makes Amri excited. He’s heard of the Great Smerth, and the Cradle-Tree.
“All our people can fit inside,” she said. “And its heartwood echoes with the sound of music and birds during the spring festival.. Great Smerth is old and wise. I’m not sure any tree is like the Cradle-Tree.”
“In that case, I would like to visit both. Can you arrange this?”
Amri is delightful. Why hasn’t anyone told me how delightful he is?
Naia asks if all the Grottan live near this cavern or whether they’re spread out throughout the whole cave system. Amri tells her that there are only thirty-seven Grottan and that they all live near the grand chamber.
Only thirty-seven??
That’s so few!
“Thirty-seven,” Naia said. “At least it must be easy to hold village meetings!”
Amri laughed, a sound that was almost comedic in itself, such a bubbling, goofy noise coming out of what Kylan had originally seen as a serious, frightening creature.
“Yes! We shout into the heart of the cave, and the echoes take care of the rest. No need for gatherings when you can holler. That’s what Maudra Argot says. Ahh... I can’t imagine with it must be like to be Vapra or even Sifa, with so many Gelfling to call kin. I couldn’t remember all their names. I can barely remember the names of my cousins.”
Amri is a delight.
And, it occurs to me, kinda a foil to Naia. He too dreams of all the things out there in the wider world, lives in an isolated clan, and is the maudra’s child.
It also occurs to me to wonder if Deet exists in this continuity.
I feel like this series’ MO is to use the secondary cast. Rian and Gurjin tend to wander off instead of sticking in the plot too long. Brea and Deet haven’t been mentioned or seen.
But the small size of the Grottan tribe does make me wonder about Deet.
The background music stops and Kylan spots Tavra near the base of the cavern, waving her sword at some Grottan.
Dammit, Tavra, the one thing Kylan asked was for you not to start any fights! He said please!
“Why get into a fight at a time like this?” Kylan panted.
“Who knows what’s going through her head these days!”
Ha.
When Kylan and Naia reach where Tavra is, they realize it doesn’t look like a fight. The Grottan look like they’re trying to help Tavra but are warded off by Tavra waving her sword and telling them to back off. Some Grottan make peaceful gestures, others just nope nope nope right out of the situation.
Tavra is also bleeding from the neck, which she blames on the Grottan.
“One of these damned Shadowlings attacked me in the tunnel!” Tavra hissed through clenched teeth. “Ambushed me in the dark with a knife and ran off before I could pay back the favor. Come and get it, cave crawlers! Try once more to cut a daughter of the All-Maudra!”
One of the Grottan shouts that nobody touched her.
Tavra lets Kylan check the wound where “a sharp blade had cut her white neck, narrowly missing her crystal earring.”
Hmmmm. HMMMMMMMM.
I have theory.
Maybe my suspicions of her weird behavior are getting carried away but IF Tavra is being controlled by spider and the mysterious crystal earring that keeps getting attention drawn to it is related, Real Tavra may have regained control for a second and tried to cut off the earring.
It would explain why the Grottan seem confused and are trying to help her despite not liking Vapran.
I might be speculating wildly though.
Kylan and Naia get the Grottan (and second best boy Amri) to leave so Tavra will calm down enough to let Naia heal her.
Naia asks what Tavra was doing in the tunnel where she was attacked but Tavra says she wasn’t doing anything and changes the subject to whether the cool flute has been gotten from the Grottan.
They tell her that Amri is going to show them to the firca and then come with them to Ha’rar.
Tavra is displeased.
“Oh? My life is in danger and you’re still thinking of trusting them and staying in these caves?”
Naia easily heals the cut because ‘tis just a flesh wound but Kylan is still worried about Tavra. When he was checking the wound, he noted her skin was really cold and suspects that she’s not doing well at allll.
“Tavra... are you all right?” he asked, the question coming out much meeker than he would have liked. There was no way she would respect him with a voice like that! He tried again, and it sounded better, stronger: “If you’re suffering because of what happened at the castle, you can tell us... We want to help you.”
He expected an immediate denial, but got an uneasy silence instead. Naia arched a brow as if to say what are you doing? but she didn’t interfere.
“You’ve just seemed... different, is all,” he continued. “You don’t have to be strong for us. We know what you’ve been through. And we’re not trying to delay your return to Ha’rar -- it’s just that we promised to take care of our part of this.”
Kylan held his breath. Any moment, he thought, Tavra’s protest would begin. Before it kept him from saying the rest of what he wanted to say, he said it.
“I understand why you want to be home, and we want you to be home, too. So you can rest.”
“Tch, you do not understand me at all.”
Kylan is shocked silent by Tavra’s cold reply but Naia is pissed.
You can tell from the clenched jaw and the angled-back ears (ear body languuuuuage).
She decides that they’ll just go and get the firca right now. Get the show on the road. She sends Kylan to go find Amri while she keeps an eye on Tavra.
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