My Forsaken
Sep. 19th, 2008 07:30 pm![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
I don't know what exactly I am doing, or where I am going, with my life.
I do know what my duty is. I know what I am good at.
My duty is to police the interactions of the flesh, and the spirit.
I am good at sneaking. I am good at scouting, and finding out information. I am excellent at infiltration, and working my way into places I am not wanted to be in. I am cold, I am dispassionate, I deal in high-quality drugs to discreet high-class customers, and I own and run a pub in the city centre of London.
Do I have anything else in my life?
I have a territory. It is a Wound, but it is mine. And I, and my pack, will go in and kill the source of the taint, and cleanse the Wound, and heal it.
I have a pack. They are my family, and I will kill for them, and I would die for them. Harmony is my beloved little sister, and embodies life and passion. Jaynesca is my rock, solid and staunch. Xenophon is my dark side, filled with lore and knowledge. Richard is my authority, and my violence.
Where do I go from here? I do not know...
I have started spending some time with my relatives, the Curries, who guard the Fortingall Yew Tree. They're a lovely bunch, friendly and open to those they know while wary and vigilant of their ward. There's a really hot guy who lives up there next door (well, down the road), and he's kin, but straight...
One of Black Wolf's brood told me on a cold dark night about some pools of water. These pools are sacred to Black Wolf, and therefore sacred to me, and to my brothers and sisters in the tribe. They are tears from heaven, and I am told that this water can be used to make simply the best cup of tea you will _ever_ taste. I am grateful to Karei for discovering these pools, and bringing them to the attention of the tribe, as I am ashamed that we have not aided her more in this. The pools are under threat of corruption & destruction, from humans, from the so-called "Pure" tribes, and likely from others too. I have disseminated a map of the pools to the rest of the Meninna. I am committed to securing that which be secured, and avenging that which has been lost.
I've not been close with anyone since Ben left us... since Ben left me... I still don't know where he went, or why. And the trail's long cold now... It's been over two years. I've not been with anyone since. It has helped me, which I think Ben knew, deep down, I'm a better Uratha for it now that I'm not breaking the Oath every night with him... But I miss him so much...
There is a Lodge that I have heard of. There are stories of them running across the rooftops of the night sky, watching, always watching, and then swooping down to intervene and make the world just that little bit more of a better place to be. The Lodge was formed by children of Red Wolf, so the story goes, and I am wondering if... just maybe...
I am a member of the White Hunt. I have penetrated into Dartmoor through a military live-fire exercise shelling the countryside around me. I have located a entry route to the prison. I have escaped again, unseen and undetected, through the same bombardment I entered by. Uratha have died on other reconnaisance missions. And we have no leader. I do want to lead. I cannot lead it. I'm just another warrior in the ranks. I wish that Sheena or Richard would get their act together and do something... because I'm beginning to feel obligated, and that would be a disaster...
I am beginning to learn how to perform Rituals. For all of their similarities, and there are a startling number of them, Jaynesca & Xenophon both teach in remarkably different ways, while both being masters of their trade. I know two Rituals so far. They are both useful, and learning more will undoubtedly help me do my job. I am looking forward to this greatly.
There is a group of Chinese in London, some Triads. They have consolidated power among the Chinese criminals, and terrified those outside their number. They sell children. They use supernatural means to kill their enemies. As yet, I do not know if they are undead, or wizards, or Uratha, or Ridden... I will find out what they are, and I will destroy them. And maybe take over whatever is left...
I have a goal - I desire to become renowned for my deeds in all aspects of Uratha life, and be a pinnacle of all five of those qualities. Not simply cunning and purity, which are natural to me, but also in wisdom, in honour, and in glory. I will be the best that exists. I will become an example for others to aspire to. My name will be known by all of the spirits, and they will feel fear that they will never hear me or see me coming for them, in the night...
I am Jason Thomas. Those who know me call me Jay. The People call me Pathfinder.
I am Uratha. I changed without any moonlight shining down upon me. I have joined the tribe and children of Black Wolf, the Mennina, the Hunters in the Darkness.
I know _exactly_ what I am doing, and where I am going, in my life.
I feel fantastic! And now, I am going out... to hunt...
I do know what my duty is. I know what I am good at.
My duty is to police the interactions of the flesh, and the spirit.
I am good at sneaking. I am good at scouting, and finding out information. I am excellent at infiltration, and working my way into places I am not wanted to be in. I am cold, I am dispassionate, I deal in high-quality drugs to discreet high-class customers, and I own and run a pub in the city centre of London.
Do I have anything else in my life?
I have a territory. It is a Wound, but it is mine. And I, and my pack, will go in and kill the source of the taint, and cleanse the Wound, and heal it.
I have a pack. They are my family, and I will kill for them, and I would die for them. Harmony is my beloved little sister, and embodies life and passion. Jaynesca is my rock, solid and staunch. Xenophon is my dark side, filled with lore and knowledge. Richard is my authority, and my violence.
Where do I go from here? I do not know...
I have started spending some time with my relatives, the Curries, who guard the Fortingall Yew Tree. They're a lovely bunch, friendly and open to those they know while wary and vigilant of their ward. There's a really hot guy who lives up there next door (well, down the road), and he's kin, but straight...
One of Black Wolf's brood told me on a cold dark night about some pools of water. These pools are sacred to Black Wolf, and therefore sacred to me, and to my brothers and sisters in the tribe. They are tears from heaven, and I am told that this water can be used to make simply the best cup of tea you will _ever_ taste. I am grateful to Karei for discovering these pools, and bringing them to the attention of the tribe, as I am ashamed that we have not aided her more in this. The pools are under threat of corruption & destruction, from humans, from the so-called "Pure" tribes, and likely from others too. I have disseminated a map of the pools to the rest of the Meninna. I am committed to securing that which be secured, and avenging that which has been lost.
I've not been close with anyone since Ben left us... since Ben left me... I still don't know where he went, or why. And the trail's long cold now... It's been over two years. I've not been with anyone since. It has helped me, which I think Ben knew, deep down, I'm a better Uratha for it now that I'm not breaking the Oath every night with him... But I miss him so much...
There is a Lodge that I have heard of. There are stories of them running across the rooftops of the night sky, watching, always watching, and then swooping down to intervene and make the world just that little bit more of a better place to be. The Lodge was formed by children of Red Wolf, so the story goes, and I am wondering if... just maybe...
I am a member of the White Hunt. I have penetrated into Dartmoor through a military live-fire exercise shelling the countryside around me. I have located a entry route to the prison. I have escaped again, unseen and undetected, through the same bombardment I entered by. Uratha have died on other reconnaisance missions. And we have no leader. I do want to lead. I cannot lead it. I'm just another warrior in the ranks. I wish that Sheena or Richard would get their act together and do something... because I'm beginning to feel obligated, and that would be a disaster...
I am beginning to learn how to perform Rituals. For all of their similarities, and there are a startling number of them, Jaynesca & Xenophon both teach in remarkably different ways, while both being masters of their trade. I know two Rituals so far. They are both useful, and learning more will undoubtedly help me do my job. I am looking forward to this greatly.
There is a group of Chinese in London, some Triads. They have consolidated power among the Chinese criminals, and terrified those outside their number. They sell children. They use supernatural means to kill their enemies. As yet, I do not know if they are undead, or wizards, or Uratha, or Ridden... I will find out what they are, and I will destroy them. And maybe take over whatever is left...
I have a goal - I desire to become renowned for my deeds in all aspects of Uratha life, and be a pinnacle of all five of those qualities. Not simply cunning and purity, which are natural to me, but also in wisdom, in honour, and in glory. I will be the best that exists. I will become an example for others to aspire to. My name will be known by all of the spirits, and they will feel fear that they will never hear me or see me coming for them, in the night...
I am Jason Thomas. Those who know me call me Jay. The People call me Pathfinder.
I am Uratha. I changed without any moonlight shining down upon me. I have joined the tribe and children of Black Wolf, the Mennina, the Hunters in the Darkness.
I know _exactly_ what I am doing, and where I am going, in my life.
I feel fantastic! And now, I am going out... to hunt...