Post by Costia on Mar 18, 2016 23:41:29 GMT
A young woman walked cautiously through the forest she had once called home. her dark hair was braided and she wore the familiar black face paint of a Trikru warrior. However, she no longer shared their territory, she belonged in Polis now, the Capitol had been where her heart had led her after the woman she loved was called to lead her people. However Costia was travelling back to the village she'd grown up in, to defend her people from a new threat. Not long ago people had fallen from the sky, from what she'd heard they were dangerous. Apparently they even had guns, although she had no idea how or why they would need such dangerous weapons.
Costia was currently travelling towards a river that she knew of, water was something that she could not go without and she'd been travelling all day. Of course, she could have borrowed a horse and covered the distance to the village at a much faster rate, but she didn't want to be too conspicuous and she definitely didn't want to be spotted by these Sky People, not if they were as dangerous as they were rumoured to be. The warriors first priority was to her village, to her clan and she intended to reach Tondc before sundown. Costia knew that even if she'd prefer to stay in Polis, she needed to travel such a distance to protect her people, the people of Tondc were vulnerable, especially when most eyes would be watching the enemy. Costia had to be there to protect the elderly and the children that were too young to wield a weapon.
Brushing a branch out of her way the river came into view and the first hint of a smile appeared upon her face. Without bothering to check her surroundings, Costia crossed to crouch at the waters edge, taking out her water gourd she dipped it carefully into the clear liquid that lapped at her feet. It was so peaceful, not a sound disturbed her as she took the gourd from the water and felt the pleasing weight of the nourishing liquid inside it. That was when it hit her, it was too quiet... Usually she could easily pick out the sound of the birds in the trees, the chirping of the insects... But all of that was gone now. Looking up from the task at hand, she saw something that made her freeze in her place, her hand instinctively going to her sword as she rose slowly to her feet. Somebody was watching her, a boy, he wore weird clothes made from unfamiliar material. He obviously not of the twelve clans and the weapon the he carried made her mind jump to a terrifying conclusion. He carried a gun, he was of Skaikru, he was the enemy and she'd allowed him to get too close, far too close. Taking a tentative step backwards she risked a glance over her shoulder and realised that she had but two options. Either she could flee from the enemy and risk leading him straight to her people or she could stay and fight and risk her own life. The decision was almost instantaneous as she took her sword from its sheath and took on a defensive stance, her glare locked on the boy.
Levi Kazuto
Costia was currently travelling towards a river that she knew of, water was something that she could not go without and she'd been travelling all day. Of course, she could have borrowed a horse and covered the distance to the village at a much faster rate, but she didn't want to be too conspicuous and she definitely didn't want to be spotted by these Sky People, not if they were as dangerous as they were rumoured to be. The warriors first priority was to her village, to her clan and she intended to reach Tondc before sundown. Costia knew that even if she'd prefer to stay in Polis, she needed to travel such a distance to protect her people, the people of Tondc were vulnerable, especially when most eyes would be watching the enemy. Costia had to be there to protect the elderly and the children that were too young to wield a weapon.
Brushing a branch out of her way the river came into view and the first hint of a smile appeared upon her face. Without bothering to check her surroundings, Costia crossed to crouch at the waters edge, taking out her water gourd she dipped it carefully into the clear liquid that lapped at her feet. It was so peaceful, not a sound disturbed her as she took the gourd from the water and felt the pleasing weight of the nourishing liquid inside it. That was when it hit her, it was too quiet... Usually she could easily pick out the sound of the birds in the trees, the chirping of the insects... But all of that was gone now. Looking up from the task at hand, she saw something that made her freeze in her place, her hand instinctively going to her sword as she rose slowly to her feet. Somebody was watching her, a boy, he wore weird clothes made from unfamiliar material. He obviously not of the twelve clans and the weapon the he carried made her mind jump to a terrifying conclusion. He carried a gun, he was of Skaikru, he was the enemy and she'd allowed him to get too close, far too close. Taking a tentative step backwards she risked a glance over her shoulder and realised that she had but two options. Either she could flee from the enemy and risk leading him straight to her people or she could stay and fight and risk her own life. The decision was almost instantaneous as she took her sword from its sheath and took on a defensive stance, her glare locked on the boy.
Levi Kazuto
