Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 12:46:10 PM)
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Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 12:46:17 PM)
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Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 12:48:09 PM)
Jasmine having not seen KS around the house at the sept made her way down the path to where the wind chimes were. She smiled as the breeze blew her hair a bit and the wind chimes made their music*

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 12:49:59 PM)
The area was secluded and out of the way, not on any regular pathways, but the unearthly music of the deer-hoof and bone chimes was enough to guide one in the right direction. Sorrow was in a tree, crouched up there amongst the branches, his breechclout draped over the branch beside him, his gaze out to the skies, his nakedness concealed by his tribal camouflage.

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 12:52:32 PM)
[sorry, water was ready sooner than I expected]

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 12:53:28 PM)
(cool)

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 12:55:25 PM)
Hearing the movement below, he looks down to see who had come out of their way to where he was, smiling as he recognised the kin. "Good afternoon, Jasmine-dear." He intones, knowing that even if she looked up and searched the branches for him, she was unlikely to see him as he moves to strap the breechclout on, though she may note the movement of the branches and the jangling of the chimes noisier on his tree.

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 12:56:14 PM)
She didn't see KS yet, She gazed about looking for him though. It was beauitful out here, peaceful. "Keening, rhya?" She called out remembering the conversation the day before. She looked up toward the trees

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 12:58:38 PM)
"Jack." He laughs, adjusting everything and checking himself over before he dismisses the camouflage, though he was still up in the tree. "My deedname is Keening Sorrow, or Redeemer. Keening is just a word." He grabs onto the branch and swings himself down just as the wind gusts up, making it seem as though the chimes were laughing with him.

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 1:04:42 PM)
She nodded to him and smiled as he came down. "Alright, Jack...How are you today?" She asked as her eyes never left him though she did try not to stare.

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 1:06:05 PM)
"Doing well. My family has been showing me how to make use of a kill." He sniffs himself. "I hope I don't smell like boiled brains or goat-skin still."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 1:07:06 PM)
She tilted her head some and leaned in sniffing him. She grinned. "No, you don't. " But its good to learn those things."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 1:08:37 PM)
"It'd be shameful if I didn't. Not just because it's traditional, but because I've made a promise to a Buffalo spirit that I would learn and endeavour to put all o f a kill to use."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 1:09:35 PM)
*She nodded some* It also makes sense. I mean, the skins can keep one warm in the winter, the meat can feed a tribe."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 1:10:43 PM)
He brushes his hair back with both hands, watching her with those mismatched eyes. "Do you have any new poetry to share? Or would you read your poems for the breeze? I'm sure I saw something about the autumn breeze in your book." He dances lightly in a circle around her, grinning broadly, looking as though he would never tire.

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 1:13:17 PM)
She smiled. "No nothing knew, but I had thought about seeing what kind of inspiration I could get out here.' She watched him dance and moved sitting under a tree and she pulled out a pen and her notebook.

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 1:14:10 PM)
The leaves are, swirling, dancing in the wind

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 1:14:15 PM)
(dumb enter)

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 1:15:30 PM)
the river flows around the river bend. There's one who dances with the breeze, with the kindest mismatched eyes one could ever see" She spoke as she jotted down the words and blushed slightly as she penned a poem about him.

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 1:18:16 PM)
He goes still as he half closes his eyes to listen, grinning like a maniac at her words. He couldn't stay still long, and bursts into bright laughter. "You flatter me, Jasmine-dear." He dances around her and seems to have ascended to Cloud Nine somewhere in his mind.

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 1:19:30 PM)
She blushed lightly and and gazed up at him as he danced around her. A soft smile formed on her lips. "I guess I got more inspiration than I bargained for.

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 1:22:24 PM)
She settles down to crouch beside her, peering at her face curiously. "You understand, it is unlikely we can ever be more than friends. No matter how lovely and charming I may find you, I have an obligation to my tribe. An obligation that has already wounded me once."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 1:23:54 PM)
She tilted her head and sighed a sad sigh and nodded to him. "I understand, Jack...I know how the laws and rules are..." She offered him a soft smile to mask how she felt inside.*

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 1:26:58 PM)
He reaches up to brush his knuckles across her cheek gently. "That isn't to say that it would be impossible. Simply that I am expected to honour my ancestors and keep the blood pure. You are lovely, and I had no wish to mislead you or suggest that all my interest in you would be for casual pleasures."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 1:29:23 PM)
She gazed up into his eyes and she slowly nodded. "You need to do what's right and honor your tribe. I can't expect you not to. Honor is important among the garou...I know how much it means."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 1:32:30 PM)
"Honour is important. Unfortunately, love can wound and debilitate strong warriors if it cuts too deeply." He smiles just a fraction, sounding haunted as he said as much. It seemed the most natural thing for him, as though all the boisterousness he feigned was nothing compared to the haunted nature he concealed beneath.

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 1:35:20 PM)
"I disagree with you there...Love can also make one stronger. It can give a warrior the strength to go on when he has someone to come home to. But I can see how it would wound one...if it is untrue, and used selfishly." She gazed to him, watching him a bit.

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 1:37:38 PM)
"Or misunderstood and allowed to go unrequited." He laughs, leaning back against the tree and looking skyward. "I am not even sure my preference, women or men or wolf." He sighs with a windy exhale. "I have always thought my icy touch would cause me to be rejected."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 1:38:26 PM)
She gazed to him with a soft smile. "Your icy touch makes you unique..."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 1:39:44 PM)
"Unique, perhaps. Though one still has to wonder how welcome an icy lover on a cold night would be."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 1:42:12 PM)
She tilted her head some. "To the right person, it won't matter.

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 1:44:35 PM)
He smiles as he nods slightly. "To the right person, it is a matter of love rather than physical discomfort."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 1:45:16 PM)
She nodded to him. "Precisely. The right person will love you, no matter what, Jack."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 1:49:20 PM)
"What makes you fond of me, Jasmine-dear? I can't imagine what I've done or said that's so impressive."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 1:51:28 PM)
She tilted her head some. "You've been kind to me, for one thing. You're sweet. Intelligent, *She blushed some* You're cute..." She looked towards the chimes that were blowing gently and back to him. "I like everything about you Jack."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 1:53:54 PM)
"I'm cute, she says." He looks over the chimes, hidden amongst the leaves. He seems to consider this a long moment before he laughs and looks back her way, his mismatched eyes dancing. "I'm irrational, impulsive and perverse."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 1:54:31 PM)
She gazed to him. "Those aren't necessarily bad things."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 1:56:51 PM)
"Perhaps not." He acedes, grinning as he leans back against the tree again. "I'm an amazing thing.... Would you like to hear a story?"

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 1:58:08 PM)
She smiled a bit and nodded to him. "Yes..."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 2:04:32 PM)
He seems to consider his words a long moment before he begins. Standing up before her, his audience just the girl and the breeze. "The Wendigo are more rich and varied in culture than many might suspect, customs for each indigenous tribe differing depending on the terrain and availability of food and materials to work with, whether it is blocks of ice or walls of hide and wood to form shelters. The one constant is the harsh Winters, the prayers for the Sun to grow more powerful when it has been weakened too long."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 2:05:13 PM)
He hunkers down briefly, studying his audience with mismatched eyes that did almost nothing to distract from his glistening hair. "Wendigo are brothers and sisters to the Winter storms, scouring the lands and purging it of taint. Purifying all with tooth and claws of ice, whether in the form of Wendigo's chosen or his spirit children. It did not matter what form we took, great Wendigo blessed us."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 2:06:08 PM)
Standing to his full height again, looking proud and somewhat ghostly as he steps away from the girl, allowing him more room to move as he spoke, flowing and graceful as a storm-born dancer might be. "Many of great Wendigo's brood are cruel and unforgiving, even to His chosen, but that does not stop some from approaching these spirits for their secrets. A dangerous undertaking, given the ferocity of such storms, who may ask for difficult quests in return for their favour."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 2:06:10 PM)
She tilted her head and she listened to him with great interest as he spoke of his people*

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 2:06:45 PM)
"Wandering Oak was a strong woman, who had seen many places and fought terrible monstrosities with her pack. There were some secrets the Theurges do not share, and hidden things drew her out alone to the tundra when a strong storm was expected. While she waited for the storm, she stripped down to greet the harsh blizzard ice, beginning the summoning rites so she might speak directly to the spirit which drove the winds and snow to such frenzy." He pauses with a smile as he recalls the details.

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 2:07:50 PM)
She shifted her position a bit as she listened. Her eyes still on him*

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 2:08:28 PM)
He bows his head, staring into his hands as though the story was touching something deeper for a long moment, then comes back to life with his usual energy. "The words that passed between the spirit and Wandering Oak remain a mystery to me, and I may never know as the years since her passing will only grow, never to diminish no matter the longing I may have to know the fullness of the sale. What I do know is that the storm ravaged her, body and spirit, bringing her back to her pack a different woman than the one who had gone out to greet the storm. She was weak and would have been barely able to crawl had she not known to push away the pain."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 2:09:41 PM)
She watched him, letting the words sink in as she tried to understand them.

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 2:10:05 PM)
"Nine months passed, and she bore a child. A cold and still child who did not resemble her pure blooded mate, but she only saw a stillborn in the mid-wife's hands. Her shriek of motherly despair was met by a howling of its own, her child stirred to life with an unreal sound. She took her son and pulled him to her breast to suckle and silence his pain, knowing joy at his birth and life." He settles down again, crouching beside her and looking up to the chimes as the breeze dances through them and chills the area. "She was an amazing woman."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 2:12:11 PM)
She gazed to him. "The baby was you, wasn't it?"

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 2:13:30 PM)
"A very astute observation, Jasmine-dear. I'mnot sure those who have heard that story before had made that connextion."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 2:14:21 PM)
She gazed to him and nodded a bit. "Forgive me for interrupting your story. Please, go on"

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 2:18:19 PM)
"No... That was the story. Not a full, and fulfilling one, perhaps. It was meant more as a glimpse rather than an epic."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 2:21:00 PM)
She nodded to him. "That's quite a story of how one came to be." She smiled a bit.

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 2:22:08 PM)
"Some day, I may create a more colourful, worthy story. For now it seems almost shameful to brag."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 2:22:52 PM)
She tilted her head a bit. "The story as you tell it is fine. Perhaps someday, you'll allow me to write it down for you."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 2:25:16 PM)
"I don't think I could stop you from writing, short of breaking your hands, though you may want to consider that written works can be lost and come into the hands of our enemies, or even the uninitiated who would seek to destroy the Nation through their ignorant fears."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 2:26:30 PM)
She gazed to him thoughtfully. "I hadn't thought about it like that...Perhaps its better if I don't write it down."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 2:30:05 PM)
"It is one reason we have maintained an oral tradition, though there are perhaps things written and recorded. It could be considered fiction by your average human, but should they have any reason to suspect or believe, it could cause problems." He leans against the tree again, stretching out his long body. "I hope I'm not boring or disturbing you."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 2:32:05 PM)
She smiled and shook her head. "You aren't. I came here...well...looking for you anyway.."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 2:33:49 PM)
"That is flattering." He laughs and whistles, watching the breeze dance where he guides it, the chill breeze somewhat distracting as it plays across Jasmine's features, then is gone.

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 2:34:51 PM)
She blinked at the breeze and smiled a bit and gazed back to him. "So its me I suppose who should say I hope Im not bothering you."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 2:37:41 PM)
"Not at all. I was meditating on the things I have been learning, listening to the breezes play. I was pondering if I should call the ghost pack to me, to share their input on the most traditional methods of using the parts of a kill."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 2:39:28 PM)
She tilted her head some. "Is a ghost pack...really ghosts?" She asked curiously.

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 2:41:04 PM)
"Yes. In a sense. They are ancestors, come to guide the new generation with their wisdom. They do not fight my fight, nor seek to spy on my enemies, but their counsel is very welcome."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 2:42:20 PM)
She nodded to him. "I can see where that would be useful. The wisdom of past generations. Even with the ways times have changed, people haven't. SOme are still barbaric."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 2:44:21 PM)
He laughs and nods. "We are. That is the nature of the beast. Still, we balance ourselves with honour and wisdom, so we do not spiral into corruption."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 2:45:05 PM)
He'd notice a twinge of anger and pain in her voice. "Not all follow that and balance themselves out. Some...give in to the evil."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 2:46:59 PM)
He looks to her, curiosity plain in those mismatched gaze. "You want to talk about it?"

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 2:48:42 PM)
Its just why I was sent here....Dancers...Im sure you know about them. They over powered and killed my father. Then kidnapped my mother. I'm sure I would have been taken as well, had I not been away at college." She sighed some.

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 2:54:59 PM)
"You mentioned something about that, I was more offering to listen if you had something you needed to say, to vent, to scream about the unfairness of life?"

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 2:57:29 PM)
She sighed. "That wouldn't be proper of me...now would it? But it isn't fair...Why do garou choose to take that path when it leads to nothing but death and destruction. I just don't understand..."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 3:01:43 PM)
"Some are driven mad, by all manner of things. Power, desire, unrequited love, hatred, jealousy, all those dark things that live in the gut and feed from the desolation of a battered soul."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 3:03:17 PM)
She sighed and nodded some. "One should never be allowed to drift alone and fall that far...

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 3:04:28 PM)
"That is why it is important to form strong bonds as a pack, to seek out others to fill that void."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 3:05:19 PM)
*She nodded to him.* I figured it was the job of a pack as a unit

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 3:09:50 PM)
"It isn't in our nature to be alone, and those who choose to remain alone tend to be looked at with suspicion. That, in itself, can drive a weaker Garou away from the Nation, as they are tempted away by the Spirals, who promise they would not treat such a soul as a pariah."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 3:13:07 PM)
She nodded. "I see...So they prey on the weak..." She shook her head some

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 3:15:42 PM)
"That is their major MO, yes. They may make you weak first, by targetting those you love and care for, if you are at first strong. Or they may wound you, leaving you weakened physically, and torture you in the depths of their hive."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 3:16:42 PM)
She shuddered. She hated to think of what could be happening to her mother.

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 3:21:08 PM)
He reaches over to put an arm around her comfortingly. "You need to be strong, to be thankful for what you have. It is a sad fact we must become hard and find solace in the fact that we are doing our best despite the odds. Perhaps you can find a pack who will be willing to search out and recover your mother?"

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 3:23:01 PM)
She nodded some. "The only thing is, they are in Kansas and we are here...I was sent here to keep them from finding me"

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 3:26:26 PM)
"You can stay here, safe. There are ways to travel long distances quickly, if there is need, and more than one means to search out those who have been spirited away."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 3:27:10 PM)
She gazed to him and smiled a bit and nodded. "I'll talk to Patrick and see what he thinks"

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 3:28:19 PM)
"It may take some preparation, I don't want to let you think it would be easy. It may prove futile, but that is yet to be seen."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 3:29:18 PM)
*She nodded some. "But if there is even a chance, it should be tried."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 3:35:44 PM)
"That's a good attitude." He smiles and stands, stretching. "I must patrol a while. Be well, Jasmine-dear."

Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 3:36:14 PM)
She nodded to him. "Be safe Jack..."

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 3:38:25 PM)
He nods, saluting before he seems to melt into the trees as he calls on his camouflage once more.

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 3:38:36 PM)
[see you around, I needed a break.]

Keening Sorrow (Feb 5, 2011 3:38:44 PM)
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Jasmine James (Feb 5, 2011 3:40:14 PM)
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