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darksamourai with a little backstory from them:
I heard many stories regarding Grotchas, but there's one I particularly like. The tale of of an itinerant dancer called The Ash'Hura. That woman was famous across the sea, from the eastern continent to the ends of Al'tulin and Bashra'Mundi, for a dance known as one of the most cathartic you could experience in your life. This show was meant to celebrate the blood moon, and the choreography consisted in a set of circular yet very aggressive motions. It was energic, brutal and yet, very gracious. she was using a pair of Khopeshs to emphasise the bellicose nature of the dance, the spark of her blades, and the ember deep in her soul, was almost setting the stage on fire.
This drove her into a trance, both magnificent and terrifying to us. And as exalting it was, it also reminded us how these lives of ours were fragile, how a claw of hers could wipe us out in a blink. Most shared that feeling after the dance. What we had in front of us started to take after the savage beast, more than the sencient species making our world. And as a catharsis, it was curing us from our own animosity.
Some time later, I heard she switched to a more softer choreography, maybe she was looking for a change or maybe a change has been looking after her. I have somehow been able to witness that artistic phase while I was travelling myself, and a painter who tagged along with me got the opportunity to immortalise it.
This time, her show got inspired from the belly dancers of Bashra'Mundi, giving soft and warm vibes to the audience.
It met a success, even though many people secretly wished to behold the legendary dance once again.
It took a few years for their prayer to be heard. When The Ash'Hura returned in my hometown, as one of the many stops of her tour, she was this time in the company of two younger Grotchas, two daughters, who were learning by her side the secret arcanes of that wild dance.

I heard many stories regarding Grotchas, but there's one I particularly like. The tale of of an itinerant dancer called The Ash'Hura. That woman was famous across the sea, from the eastern continent to the ends of Al'tulin and Bashra'Mundi, for a dance known as one of the most cathartic you could experience in your life. This show was meant to celebrate the blood moon, and the choreography consisted in a set of circular yet very aggressive motions. It was energic, brutal and yet, very gracious. she was using a pair of Khopeshs to emphasise the bellicose nature of the dance, the spark of her blades, and the ember deep in her soul, was almost setting the stage on fire.
This drove her into a trance, both magnificent and terrifying to us. And as exalting it was, it also reminded us how these lives of ours were fragile, how a claw of hers could wipe us out in a blink. Most shared that feeling after the dance. What we had in front of us started to take after the savage beast, more than the sencient species making our world. And as a catharsis, it was curing us from our own animosity.
Some time later, I heard she switched to a more softer choreography, maybe she was looking for a change or maybe a change has been looking after her. I have somehow been able to witness that artistic phase while I was travelling myself, and a painter who tagged along with me got the opportunity to immortalise it.
This time, her show got inspired from the belly dancers of Bashra'Mundi, giving soft and warm vibes to the audience.
It met a success, even though many people secretly wished to behold the legendary dance once again.
It took a few years for their prayer to be heard. When The Ash'Hura returned in my hometown, as one of the many stops of her tour, she was this time in the company of two younger Grotchas, two daughters, who were learning by her side the secret arcanes of that wild dance.
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