{"id":1451,"date":"2016-01-15T10:00:18","date_gmt":"2016-01-15T14:00:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/?p=1451"},"modified":"2016-01-08T03:29:28","modified_gmt":"2016-01-08T07:29:28","slug":"rhiallis-thank-you-thank-you-and-good-bye","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/2016\/01\/rhiallis-thank-you-thank-you-and-good-bye\/","title":{"rendered":"Rhiallis: Thank You, Thank You, and Good-Bye"},"content":{"rendered":"

      Today\u2019s snippet, titled \u201cThank You, Thank You, and Good-Bye\u201d, is a piece I wrote about my PC in Mark’s Pathfinder Campaign.
\n      Note: This chapter (the twenty-sixth!) contains some severely bastardized Japanese. You see, I mangled it on purpose to approximate “Kara-Turan”, the faux-Japanese from the Forgotten Realms setting, which is where Kumiko comes from. The “Tian-Shu” language is the faux-Japanese of the Golarion setting, and Kumiko (while looking rather Tian-Shu in feature, spoke only the tongue from her native Kara-Tur). Anyway, this scene contains lots of terribly bastardized Japanese-acting-as-Kara-Turan.
\n      Be forewarned, there may be mature themes and naughty language below.
\n– \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 –
\n      \u201cKor-oo-shoo-ta nay?\u201d
\n      \u201cClose, but no quite. Say again. Koh-roo-sh\u2019ta nay – but quick, korushuta ne. Korushuta ne. Korushuta ne.\u201d
\n      Rhiallis pursed her lips, repeating the phrase over in her head three times before trying once more to pronounce the phrase aloud. \u201cKorush\u2019ta ne.\u201d
\n      \u201cHai!\u201d Kumiko clapped. \u201cThis is right. Meaning is hard to translate. Say, \u2018so it happens, of course\u2019. Or maybe, \u2018such is life, you know?\u2019 is closer.\u201d
\n       \u201cWhen would you say it?\u201d Rhiallis asked, wrapping her lips around the phrase again. \u201cKorushuta ne.\u201d
\n      She paused, twisting a lock of raven hair around her finger. \u201cAh. You remember when you die, at Grey Garrison? Yes. Then, even though I feel much sad, and Mira feel much sad, we must go back. We must keep fighting. So I push sadness down and make heart cold as steel and I say, Korushuta ne, Mira-san. Akirameru koto wa dekimasen. Ue no suyoo ga arikanasemasu. She not understand then.\u201d
\n      Rhiallis nodded, translating slowly. \u201cSuch is life, Mira. We not stop- no, We cannot give up. We must fight?\u201d
\n      Again, Kumiko smiled, her dark eyes lighting up. \u201cYou do good, Rhiallis. Soon, speak Kara-Tur like one born to it.\u201d
\n      Blushing, Rhiallis was pleased by the compliment. \u201cIt helps to have a good teacher. Gratitude, Kumiko.\u201d
\n       She lifted a brow, pointedly.
\n       \u201cI mean, arinakato, Kumiko-sensei.\u201d
\n       \u201cDo-tashita-ite, Ri-san.\u201d
\n       They exchanged grins.
\n<\/em>
\n      Rhiallis watched Kumiko\u2019s headless corpse slide to the ground in stunned disbelief. Nerveless fingers loosed the Demon\u2019s Bane blade; it clattered to the cobblestones. A million memories filtered through her mind in the heartbeat or two it took for her friend to fall. Her mouth opened and formed a horrified \u201co\u201d. She screamed.
\n       The great beast\u2019s death throes were not over. As it suddenly began to writhe, the necks flapped around, jaws snapping. A poetic end for General Snowblood, leader of the Silver Dragons, for the white dragon\u2019s mouth was the one that ended her life. Jensen was less fortunate, the goat\u2019s blunt teeth smashed his head in half while the tiger\u2019s fangs ripped his belly open. It was too far gone to gorge itself on his entrails, but for one last moment of life, as each of the three heads tasted the hot, righteous blood of the two warriors, those impossible blue eyes burned brighter than ever.
\n      And then it was over.
\n      That they were dead was never in question for Kumiko\u2019s beautiful head was half-way down the dragon\u2019s throat and Jensen\u2019s frail elven frame was torn into pieces. Still, Rhiallis knelt beside Kumiko and took her hand, pulling off her gauntlet to feel for a pulse. There was an unnatural coldness about her already. Without trying, without even beseeching the Gods of this world and every other, Rhiallis knew that there would be no return for either of them.
\n      She prayed anyway, closing her eyes.
\n      \u201cRhiallis,\u201d came Graves\u2019 voice. \u201cRhiallis, we think you should take this.\u201d
\n      \u201cWhat?\u201d
\n      When she rose, Celeste held out a longsword. Three and a half feet of steel, light as a feather and yet strong enough to cleave flesh and bone and armor alike. She had never seen the weapon before.
\n      \u201cIt was Kumiko\u2019s.\u201d
\n      \u201cThe Demon\u2019s Bane sword?\u201d
\n      Graves nodded. \u201cWhen she left this world, the blade reverted to this shape.\u201d
\n      Though her heart still called out to Radiance, Rhiallis relished the feel of her fallen friend\u2019s weapon in her grip. \u201cI think it needs a new name. Perhaps, Snowblood? Or The General\u2019s Blade?\u201d
\n      \u201cWe can think about that later,\u201d Mira said, \u201cBut right now we should\u2026 do somethin\u2019 with their bodies and keep moving. There could be worse things around and I don\u2019t think Kumiko and the wizard would want us to die just because they did.\u201d
\n      \u201cWell, Jensen might,\u201d Koto muttered.
\n      \u201cWe gotta go.\u201d Graves flipped her hair out of her eyes. \u201cThe Sword of Valor is still in here somewhere and there\u2019s evil to vanquish.\u201d
\n      \u201cRight.\u201d
\n      \u201cYeah.\u201d
\n      \u201cMm-hmm.\u201d
\n      The chorus of agreement was a balm to her wounded soul. Despite the loss of two comrades, Rhiallis was pleased that a strong sense of duty united them all. Mytra touched her shoulder and gave her a reassuring smile.
\n      As they began to move forward, off the bridge and into the Citadel, Rhiallis turned back for a brief moment.
\n      \u201cKorushuta ne, Kumiko-sensei. Akirameru koto wa dekimasen. Ue no suyoo ga arikanasemasu.<\/em>\u201d She slid the Demon\u2019s Bane sword into the sheath at her hip. \u201cWe have to keep fighting, my friend. Arinakato\u2026 Arinakato, to\u2026 sayonara.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n

((Thank you, thank you and goodbye… ))\u200b
\n– \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 \u2013 –
\n\"Signed,
\nNote: Image is “King Jagiello Statue Central” by (Mulligand) from SXC.hu; edited by me<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

      Today\u2019s snippet, titled \u201cThank You, Thank You, and Good-Bye\u201d, is a piece I wrote about my PC in Mark’s Pathfinder Campaign.       Note: This chapter (the twenty-sixth!) contains some severely bastardized Japanese. You see, I mangled it on purpose to approximate “Kara-Turan”, the faux-Japanese from the Forgotten Realms setting, which… <\/p>\n

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