Glade 28 122
There were 27 tenants to live by, at least according to citizens of Ecith.
She didn't think remembering them all would be a problem. After all, there were 78 tarot cards, and she knew most of their meanings well enough. 27 tenets should have been easy... Not so. Without a doubt, putting these into practice was a different story. Yeva had barely been in the city for three days and, according to the intense passion of her housing cook, the young woman was severely lacking in at least one of them - Strength. The young mystic had always found her expertise in mental exercises more than physical ones, pouring over novels and textbooks, studying flashcards, solving puzzles. But in Ecith, life was almost unlivable without a level of physical prowess, even the deep stairs winding around the city exhausting her until she was crawling up the stone walkway, legs barely able to hold her up, breathless and in agony.
Children - actual orc children - ran their length, managing the entire climb by their entry into adulthood. A rite of passage as they came of age. Yeva, in contrast, was disappointing entirely. She wheezed and her arms hurt from pulling herself along, pausing often between prayers of mercy. It became very evident, very early on, that the woman lacked balance in her life. And without balance?
She could never reach her full potential.
"I hate it here," she grumbled, doubling over as sweat built upon her brow. The day was humid and muggy, a bit grey, and she used the rolled mat she carried as a crutch to lean against, "I hate it," she used the mantra to push her, although when a bare chested man with a monster tattoo went sprinting past down the stairs, she pushed back a wave of curls to watch him.
"I hate it a little less."
Yeva took a deep breath, grabbing the straps of the roll and chucking it up a number of stairs and trying to pull herself up after it. Her legs hurt. Her ass hurt. Her pride hurt even worse. The destination of choice wasn't much further, but to the mystic, it might as well have been on the other side of the world.
There were 27 tenants to live by, at least according to citizens of Ecith.
She didn't think remembering them all would be a problem. After all, there were 78 tarot cards, and she knew most of their meanings well enough. 27 tenets should have been easy... Not so. Without a doubt, putting these into practice was a different story. Yeva had barely been in the city for three days and, according to the intense passion of her housing cook, the young woman was severely lacking in at least one of them - Strength. The young mystic had always found her expertise in mental exercises more than physical ones, pouring over novels and textbooks, studying flashcards, solving puzzles. But in Ecith, life was almost unlivable without a level of physical prowess, even the deep stairs winding around the city exhausting her until she was crawling up the stone walkway, legs barely able to hold her up, breathless and in agony.
Children - actual orc children - ran their length, managing the entire climb by their entry into adulthood. A rite of passage as they came of age. Yeva, in contrast, was disappointing entirely. She wheezed and her arms hurt from pulling herself along, pausing often between prayers of mercy. It became very evident, very early on, that the woman lacked balance in her life. And without balance?
She could never reach her full potential.
"I hate it here," she grumbled, doubling over as sweat built upon her brow. The day was humid and muggy, a bit grey, and she used the rolled mat she carried as a crutch to lean against, "I hate it," she used the mantra to push her, although when a bare chested man with a monster tattoo went sprinting past down the stairs, she pushed back a wave of curls to watch him.
"I hate it a little less."
Yeva took a deep breath, grabbing the straps of the roll and chucking it up a number of stairs and trying to pull herself up after it. Her legs hurt. Her ass hurt. Her pride hurt even worse. The destination of choice wasn't much further, but to the mystic, it might as well have been on the other side of the world.