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Izmina · **05-13-2014, 10:21 AM**

K'zhumi let the channel flicker and die out, her chin dropping to her chest, eyes closing in weariness. Heaving a deep sigh, she opened her eyes and inspected her work, well pleased with what she saw. The swelling had been greatly reduced and much of K'luha's skin was it's natural color.Â

Her eyes fell on K'tahjha and she smiled. The youngster had sat curled in that tiny space by her aunt for a couple of bells without complaint. Zhumi gestured at Tahj,"Step carefully around to her head, mind the lines, and take hold under Luha's arms."Â As the child did as she was told, Zhumi carefully palpated the hip with a frown. The bone had been out of place for too long and was trying to knit there. She thought briefly at calling for her sister for the extra strength, but decided her patient's dignity had been offended enough.

Taking hold of the leg just above the knee, Zhumi began twisting slightly listening and feeling for the crunching noise that told her the minute connections were broken, then twisted out and forward viciously snapping the bones back into place.

Izmina · **05-13-2014, 10:35 AM**

K'tahjha was startled out of her near doze by the shaman's voice. Puzzled but obedient, the girl moved slightly to the requested position. Discovering in the process her legs were partially numb and not very responsive from sitting so tightly curled for so long.Â

Watching curiously, Tahj was caught completely off guard by the healer's violent twisting on her aunt's leg. At the audible and sickening snapping and crunching sound, Tahj's ears flattened and she turned slightly pale. Closing her eyes tightly Tahj fought to control the urge to be sick. She was not going to vomit in the shaman's tent.

Xha'li Moui · **05-13-2014, 07:10 PM**

Xha'li inclined his head towards the new arrival "Nothing worth having is easily acquired, and ancestry is important, even the male line for Keepers."Â Leaning against Rin's side once more Xha'li started to pet Fubuki's head with his tail while he turned his attention towards K'nahli, "Believe it or don't it won't change the fact that yes that was my reason for coming here."

Clover · **05-14-2014, 11:57 AM**

K'mih listened to Li's words, but they didn't make full sense in her head. To her, the flow of aether and all the things it couldÂ do toÂ people weren't like sharp weapons. Perhaps it was because she'd learned how to use the latter, while she knew nothing of the former. It just sounded more complicated, more dangerous for the mind as well as the body. Blades, albeit deadly,Â were more straightforward.

A familiar voice made the young miqo'te turn her head,Â just to find her sister approaching them. K'mih stepped timidly to the side, her eyes on the ground, and let K'nahli talk. For a moment, she'd feared to be scolded for talking to the stranger.

Twinflame · **05-14-2014, 01:49 PM**

"We will have the feast tomorrow, then," K'ile Tia snapped in silent huff as he spun around and shot out of the tent in sudden haste. It was not that he was in a hurry to get anywhere, but more that he felt he needed to be distant from the Elders for both their sake and his own. His wrist felt strange and bear, as though some bone had been removed. There was a line of soft skin wrapping the base of his hand where the bracelet had protected it from the sunlight.

He slipped past K'iara in a flash, the leather flap of the Elder's tent snapping as he pushed it aside. The huntress was for a moment a shade of her father, or of K'ada; his mind wasn't sure which dead person it would suffer him to be reminded of. The Tia rebuked his wandering thoughts, though, and caught K'iara with his eyes. "Tomorrow there will be a feast and I will challenge K'yohko for his place as Nunh. The food will have to be cooked and the Nunh will have to be ready to defend himself. I need to teach K'mih and K'tahjha how to dance for the ritual."

Nauta Lyehga · **05-14-2014, 03:15 PM**

K'iara blinked as her similarly haired Uncle popped out of the tent right after her. Somehow she thought that K'ile's discussion with the elders would be longer... Or perhaps she had rudely interrupted it. K'iara shrugged the thought off uncomfortably. She avoided the elders when mostly possibly since she was the one always having to bring the bad news about the hunt. And that had been far too often of late. The desert was more bare than ever before.

Thinking of the barren desert, K'iara was reminded briefly of K'yohko's angry exit to hunt, alone. Had no one gone to hunt with him? She should have followed him probably... It probably wasn't too late to find him yet. K'iara turned to move towards her Chocobo. If she moved fast the maybe- K'iara had to stop in her tracks as her uncle's almost identical blue eyes caught her own. He seemed different than the last time that she spoke with him. But it had been a long time since they last looked at one another's eyes. Probably... at least five years. Since before the calamity. Despite K'ile being her uncle, they had surprisingly little to do with one another. Not for a lack of K'iara's wanting, or maybe not even for a lack of K'ile's wanting. It simply... somehow had come to pass that they were rather distant from one another.

K'ile's announcement startled her. Enough that her face visibly twisted into one of confusion, and then annoyance. She put her hands on her hips and looked down at the ground, narrowing her gaze.

"Well, hello to you too Uncle. I'm fine, thanks for asking." The huntress shook her head hard and looked back up at her Uncle with a thin frown. "You've been gone for months and the first things you say to me are unload the cart and I'm challenging the Nunh?" K'iara let out an exasperated sigh. Really, where was her father to knock some sense into his knuckleheaded brother? "You've got sand in your eyes Uncle. Who's going to cook? Not me. Not Zhumi. The others are all scrambling to hunt in the desert. The game is scare and when we do find it, it's extremely hard to kill." K'iara pursed her lips, her eyes softening a little. "We could have really used you for the hunts these last few weeks... And the food you brought? We could really use it to last out the month Uncle... If we have one feast, it will all be gone after tomorrow and I don't know how we're going to make it..." K'iara frowned at the ground again and kicked her heel into the sand. What could she do? Certainly, she doubted her words even touched her Uncle's ears. He was right there in front of her, but so far away at the same time.

K'iara huffed again and looked up.

"Tahj is in the shaman's tent with Luha and Zhumi. K'mih is over with K'nahli and the outsider. If you want, go get Tahj. I'm not risking Zhumi's wrath because you want someone to fire dance for your feast tomorrow. I'll get K'mih." K'iara motioned back towards Li and K'mih and K'nahli with a thumb.

Twinflame · **05-14-2014, 03:29 PM**

"Sorry," K'ile's ears dipped at the woman, K'thalen's daughter. She looked so like him that she was almost difficult to look at. "I'm in a rush to get things done so we can get this over with and leave soon. There haven't been enough dances or feasts or rituals these past years. We can be sparing on the food, some of it, but the tribe needs this feast, especially if we're going to be leaving soon. We owe Azeyma some respect, and it's better to travel on a full stomach anyway, right?"

The Tia started walking. Not toward the medical tent, but instead towards where K'zhuzhu's supposed son and K'yohko's daughters were speaking. "I want to go fetch K'mih. I'll need her help to get K'tahjha to agree, anyway."

Nauta Lyehga · **05-14-2014, 03:45 PM**

K'iara bit her bottom lip at the apology. It was kind of pathetic seeing as the trouble he'd gone and caused but, she couldn't really find it in her to stay mad. She wasn't particularly fond of staying mad anyway. She was like K'thalen in that way, or at least she had thought she was like her dad in that way.

The huntress frowned again as he walked off towards K'mih. She moved sharply to catch up with him and let her ears flatten a bit as they walked towards K'mih and the others.

"Okay, maybe we need a feast and maybe you're in a hurry, but can't it wait until we've moved? You literally just got back. You can't just go around and demand feasts and that people learn to fire dance!" K'iara tried to explain exasperatedly. "I mean it's... it's rude! Before we owe Azeyma respect, don't you think you owe us a little respect? I don't know what happened, but it honestly kind of looks bad on you. Can't you at least help with the hunts for a week or something first? Rushing this really isn't... it doesn't..." K'iara struggled to find the word before trying to step in front of K'ile to stop him. "It doesn't feel right Uncle! Won't you at least consider holding off on this for at least a few bells?"

K'iara's ears rang a bit when a rather abrupt scream echoed from Zhumi's tent. She frowned and rubbed at her ear. That sounded rather bad. Looked like Zhumi had her hands full. No way K'iara was going in that tent...

The deathly screech from the tent had indeed been none other than K'luha's as K'zhumi less than delicately snapped her bones in her hips. She was still too drugged to really be able to retaliate properly, but she did weakly try with her arms to hit K'zhumi, and completely miss.

Twinflame · **05-14-2014, 03:56 PM**

K'ile Tia came to a fast and sudden stop, kicking up sand as he did so. His face twisted in displeasure at hearing K'luha's howl, but he threw an indicating hand out towards the middle of tribe, to where he imagined K'iara had stored the food, "Help with the hunts? I'm sorry I haven't been around to help, but that food is my help! An entire feast of food to make sure that we start this journey with our bellies full, and and a ritual will make sure we have Azeyma's blessing for the trip. People are hungry now. Why would we wait? Because it looks bad on me?"

He moved to step around K'iara and continue towards the others. "This isn't about me. And anybody who wants to assume it is can think whatever they want. We have a tribe to take care of, K'iara."

Kicking up his pace into a trot, K'ile waved his hand over his head and called out to where the K'yohko's girls were gathered around the outsiders' chocobo. "K'mih! I need your help with something!"

Nauta Lyehga · **05-14-2014, 04:01 PM**

K'iara bristled as K'ile of course, disregarded her words and walked around. A tribe to take care of? How... how could he even say that to her!? She was a head huntresses! She went out every single last Azeyema forsaken day to scour the desert for food. How could he even say that to her, like she hadn't done everything she could to take care of them? As he walked off to address K'mih, K'iara stomped and angry foot on the ground.

"I know we have a tribe to take care of! Something I've been doing Uncle! Something YOU haven't done in months! Don't act like you're the only one who ever thinks of the tribe!" She yelled back angrily at him. Her voice broke and became high-pitched towards the end, and K'iara had to hold her burning throat. She could never yell that loud thanks to the remaining wounds from the Calamity. Talking in general was a strain, but yelling was a whole different story. K'iara turned on her heels, brushing a few tears from her eyes. Her throat hurt terribly, and that her Uncle would be so damn stubborn...

Izmina · **05-14-2014, 04:15 PM**

K'tahjha flinched back eyes going wide and ears flat to her skull at the screech emitting from her aunt. Never had she heard a living being make such a noise. Barely recovering in time to grab at K'luha's hands as she started to flail at the shaman.

K'zhumi's ears dipped apologetically as K'luha began to scream, she felt badly but it had to be done. Gathering what energy she had left, she picked up her tome and concentrated on the bones in the hip that were now in place. If she could only keep them where they belonged for the healing to finish. Using her aether she shaped it into a fixation device of sorts holding the bones in place from inside. Before her energy was spent Zhumi healed small portions of the broken bone giving the rest of the pieces a framework to grow across. Slumping back in utter exhaustion, K'zhumi spoke queitly to K'tahjha. "Child, go get a bucket and scrape the top layer of sand from the floor, do not use your hands."

Clover · **05-14-2014, 04:40 PM**

K'rahto maintained his position outside the medical tent, from where K'luha's screams were too close for his liking. His expression remained as stoic as he could manage, albeit a cold sweat had started traveling down his forehead. As if the day hadn't been tense enough, the sounds coming from the injured woman's throat weren't helping. They made him nervous. More nervous than what he already was. His role as an useless Tia had given him some humiliation a moment ago, but now he could only think that he'd been too lucky. His sister K'zhumi was getting the worst end without a doubt.

In the distance, his ears caught the yelling voice of his other sister, reaching a surprising pitch he hadn't heard in a long time. The Tia couldn't help but frown in confusion. Just what had K'ile said to make K'iara, always composed K'iara, lose it that way?

[...]

K'mih turned her head towards the voice who called out her name. She then took a quick last glance towards her half brother. "I-I have to go..."

(Will you be here later? I'd like to talk to you more. I want to hear more about magic. I want to hear more about your family... I want to hear more about you...)

Her eyes lingered on him for another second, almost apologetic and guilty, and none of the things she actually wanted to say left her lips. She finally turned away and ran to K'ile.

"What is it, uncle...?"

Lamiaris · **05-14-2014, 05:48 PM**

Ehm.. Is this RP walk-in? Or no? Just want to make sure, sorry if I'm intruding :3
And also, if it's walk in, could someone give me a brief summary of what's going on?

K'nahli · **05-14-2014, 06:00 PM**

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K'nahli paused, clearly dissatisfied with his response. She watched the unfamiliar miqo'te carefully, her eyes scanning over him repeatedly as though he were an unfamiliar beast - a creature with whom she could not be sure posed a threat or not - as he casually tended to his chocobos. Her lips parted to speak though the unexpected call from the returned K'ile interrupted the notion, creating a brief moment of silence on K'nahli's part as she waited for K'mih to offer her departing words to her new acquaintance before fleeing the scene upon her uncle's request. K'nahli's eyes followed her sister briefly before reluctantly being dragged back toward the stranger who resided before her.
Her thoughts continued to dwell determinedly upon his annoyingly, persistent interest with his chocobos. His lack of care for the fact that she did not trust his word was rather aggravating. Still, the girl just stood there quietly, granting a short moment longer for K'mih to fall out of earshot before allowing herself to speak again.

"A long trek from the Black Shroud simply to make it as far as Thanalan.... further you did push through the untamed wilds of the east and down into the southern reaches of this land - of which are heavily infested with Amalj'aa scouts and patrols"

The girl slowly took a couple of steps forward as she spoke, her words falling into slight rhythm with each pace she took; all the while, however, maintaining a fair distance from the male that stood before her.

"Then, with not so much as a guide to try and lead you toward our camp, you cast yourself into the depths of Sagolii , alone, in search of but a single, isolated tribe"

K'nahli's eyes narrowed a little more as her own words seemingly added to the suspicion she held toward the outsider's claim. Her left hand came to rest upon her hip while she took another brief moment to pause in her speech and glance instead toward the Keeper's chocobos - allowing herself a second or two to reflect upon her own words - before returning her eyes forward once more.

"Surely you are not so dense as to realise that you would sooner find a specific drop of water in one of your oceans? The sands are forever shifting... and the direction from which you trod but a bell ago could easily fool even the most experienced of you outsiders. It is naught short of a miracle that you crossed paths with K'ile.... only for him to lead you to us"

She breathed a bitter sigh as her eyes took themselves towards K'ile and K'mih who stood a distance away. She watched as the two conversed amongst themselves, their words however, too faint for even her sensitive hearing to decipher; though perhaps it had been her preoccupied mind which denied her both the ability and desire to pry.
Regardless, it didn't take long before the outsider quickly recaptured her gaze once again as her thoughts, too, faded away from the more receptive nature of her kin.

"And even so... you went through all of this without even having anticipated our like to cooperation?"

Her eyes met with his more firmly now as her arms came to fold themselves across her chest with a hint of defiance.

"You are either incredibly foolish.... or incredibly arrogant" she snarled.

Xha'li Moui · **05-14-2014, 06:22 PM**

Xha'li shrugged, "I came from Limsa Lolimsa, and stayed in Ul'dah for some weeks seeking rumors on sightings of Seeker tribes is the Sagolii."Â

Heading over to his pack, Xha'li returned shortly with a small, sturdy wood case.Â Opening it Xha'li revealed an octant, taking it out gently he held it up, "With this and the aid of the Menphina and the stars finding my way is comparatively easy, for even if the sands are constantly shifting so too are the seas where this was originally designed to be used."

Setting it back in its case and closing it Xha'li grinned wryly, "I may have changed seas of water for seas of sand but its principles are the same.Â Foolish?Â Quite likely, but curiosity has always been a weakness of mine."

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