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CHAPTER 3
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The carriage bounced up and down as they traveled on. Around them the weather had subtly changed. When they had left whiterun the sky had been cloudy but not overly cold. Now though as they neared winterhold the snow had begun to fall; and even from across the carriage Okan could see Asum shivering. Chuckling slightly Okan dug into his pack and pulled out a large snow bear pelt. "come here Asum." Asum did as he was told and a moment later felt Okan sweep him up and pull him against his chest, only to wrap the pelt around the both of them in a warming hug. "You're still not used to the cold yet Asum. Don't be ashamed, it's ok to admit you're cold." Asum nodded. "ok…thanks." Okan smiled. "of course. And don't worry. The cold will not always effect you. After a few more months your scales will harden and become tough enough. They'll become numb to the cold."
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Asum nodded again but didn't speak. Okan pulled the younger argonian a bit closer. "are you ok little one? You're very quite." Asum sighed. "I can't explain it. But I feel like…like someone is watching us. It worries me." Okan nodded and shifted slightly. "do not worry. Forsworn do not come this far out, and any bandits we meet will have to deal with me and my blade." Asum nodded. "I know but…if we do have to fight….I'll be useless. I bought a dagger, but I don't really have any combat training." Okan nodded. "yes. but what about magic? You healed my arm back in the cave surly you know one or two simple destruction spells?" Asum shook his head sadly. "no. I don't know much about magic. The only reason I knew that spell is because the wise women of my tribe taught it to me. But I tried not to take up much of her time. She had more important things to worry about."
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Okan cocked his head slightly. "Asum….I'm curious. What was your roll in your tribe?" Asum took a deep breath. "I'm a second son." Okan felt his head feathers flatten out slightly. Traditionally argonians had 2 children; one boy and one girl. While the boy was taught to be a warrior; while the girl was taught to be a healer or wife; although exceptions could be made if the girl wished to be a warrior. However in a few rare cases the second child was not female but instead another male. And in these cases the second son was often pushed to one side. They simply didn't fit into the family structure. They were often left alone, not trained in any specific craft. They were ignored; and in Asum's case not been taught how to be a warrior. Okan reached up and ran his hand through Asum's head feathers. "I'm sorry Asum." But Asum's response startled him slightly.
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"Don't." Okan looked at him. "Don't feel sorry. I don't want pity." Okan flinched slightly as Asum spat the last word like it was venom. "If my family didn't want me, then I don't want them. As far as I'm concerned they're not my family. They-" but Asum was interrupted as he felt Okan pull him into a tight hug; that pushed the breath out of him. "Shhhhhh; Asum I'm sorry….words of such anger shouldn't come from a mouth so young. I didn't mean to offend you. I'm sorry." A moment later Okan felt Asum's hands overlap his own. "I just….I don't want pity. Not from you, not from anyone. But especially not from you." Okan nodded. "I don't pity you. If anything I'm envious of you."
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Asum looked at him. "Envious of me?" Okan nodded and looked off into the scenery they were pacing. "I don't have any family, my mother, and sister were taken from me in an outbreak of yellow-fever. In 1 week I lost everyone in my close family." Asum cocked his head. "what about your father?" Okan shook his head. "He was the clan Ardok, he was never really around." Asum nodded. The clan Ardok had 1 job; to ensure that that clan's ancestral nesting grounds were safe. As such they rarely left the nesting grounds they guarded. After a brief moment of silence Okan spoke. "Asum?" Asum looked at him. "If you want…..I could be your family. I could be….your big brother." Asum shivered as a gust of wind tugged at the pelt. In response Okan pulled Asum closer to his chest. "I think…I think I'd like that Okan." Okan smiled and had been about to speak when the carriage came to a stop.
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After a moment the man driving spoke. "ok folks. We're gunna take a little break. I need to weatherproof the horses, and I'm sure you'd like a chance to stretch your legs." Asum shivered as he felt Okan shift behind him. "I gotta take a piss. Why don't you walk around a bit? Maybe that will help you warm up a bit." Asum nodded and followed Okan off the carriage. But they parted ways there and Asum began walking along the small trail they were following. Snow was falling and covering the ground; and briefly Asum worried that if the trail got covered they wouldn't be able to see where they were going. But that thought vanished from his head as quickly as it had come. The carriage man had made this trip who knows how many times? He would know where to go, even if the trail was covered.
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He had just turned around when he came to a stop. In front of him sat a dog, long scruffy hair, green eyes, and a small smile on his face. Kneeling down slightly Asum spoke. "hello, boy. What are you doing out here?" he'd expect the dog to bark, maybe to even try to get him to pet him. "I was waiting for you." Asum felt his eyes widen, as the pelt he was using dropped into the snow. "did you just-" "talk? Yes I did. It's not that difficult." Suddenly an idea came to Asum. Looking around him he spoke. "alright Okan. You got me, come out." the dog shook his head. "the other scale-child isn't here. He's back there marking a tree." Asum nodded slowly. "soooooo…. Do all dogs talk?" the dog shook his head. "no. just me. But I'm not really a dog, so I guess technically no dog talk." Asum cocked his head; but shivered as a gust of wind blew past him.
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Kneeling down slightly Asum picked up the pelt and dusted the snow off before wrapping it around his shoulders. "if you're not a dog what are you?" the dog seemed to shrug and sat down in the snow. "nothing special. Just your average everyday demi-daedra." Asum took a step backwards. "your….a daedra?" the dog shrugged again. "only half, my master is the other half." Asum nodded. "soooooo. Why are you here?" again the dog shrugged. "to see you. I was curious." Asum felt his eyes widen. "why me?" the dog flicked his ear as though bothered by an insect. "because I so rarely get to see the scale-children. And your kind are always so nice. You're also great at scratching bellies. So much better than those cat people. But also because you are different." Asum cocked his head curious. "different?" the dog nodded. "yes different. You give off an unusual aura. One that I have never seen before. even from me and my master's shrine I could feel your aura. And I got curious about who was giving off the strange aura. Now I know." Asum watched as the dog stood up and began walking towards him. "now that I've seen you I'll take my leave. It was nice to have met you." And before Asum's eyes the dog seemed to disappear into the swirling snow.
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Slowly Asum began to make his way back to the carriage. His mind was spinning. His aura was different? Different how? And why on oblivion had a DAEDRA wanted to see him? as he neared the carriage however Asum stopped again. He couldn't help but laugh slightly. The horses pulling the carriage had been wrapped up n pelts and linen wraps making them look like snow-horses. Climbing back into the carriage Asum watched as Okan climbed up and settled down next to him. a moment later the carriage jerked and began to move again.
AN:WELL FOLKS, I KNOW IT'S SHORT BUT I LIKE IT.
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SO EVERYONE'S FAVORITE DOG DAEDRA BARBAS WAS LOOKING FOR ASUM. WONDER WHY?
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AND NOW WE KNOW A BUT MORE ABOUT ASUM'S AND OKAN'S PAST.
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HOPE EVERYONE ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER.
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The carriage bounced up and down as they traveled on. Around them the weather had subtly changed. When they had left whiterun the sky had been cloudy but not overly cold. Now though as they neared winterhold the snow had begun to fall; and even from across the carriage Okan could see Asum shivering. Chuckling slightly Okan dug into his pack and pulled out a large snow bear pelt. "come here Asum." Asum did as he was told and a moment later felt Okan sweep him up and pull him against his chest, only to wrap the pelt around the both of them in a warming hug. "You're still not used to the cold yet Asum. Don't be ashamed, it's ok to admit you're cold." Asum nodded. "ok…thanks." Okan smiled. "of course. And don't worry. The cold will not always effect you. After a few more months your scales will harden and become tough enough. They'll become numb to the cold."
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Asum nodded again but didn't speak. Okan pulled the younger argonian a bit closer. "are you ok little one? You're very quite." Asum sighed. "I can't explain it. But I feel like…like someone is watching us. It worries me." Okan nodded and shifted slightly. "do not worry. Forsworn do not come this far out, and any bandits we meet will have to deal with me and my blade." Asum nodded. "I know but…if we do have to fight….I'll be useless. I bought a dagger, but I don't really have any combat training." Okan nodded. "yes. but what about magic? You healed my arm back in the cave surly you know one or two simple destruction spells?" Asum shook his head sadly. "no. I don't know much about magic. The only reason I knew that spell is because the wise women of my tribe taught it to me. But I tried not to take up much of her time. She had more important things to worry about."
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Okan cocked his head slightly. "Asum….I'm curious. What was your roll in your tribe?" Asum took a deep breath. "I'm a second son." Okan felt his head feathers flatten out slightly. Traditionally argonians had 2 children; one boy and one girl. While the boy was taught to be a warrior; while the girl was taught to be a healer or wife; although exceptions could be made if the girl wished to be a warrior. However in a few rare cases the second child was not female but instead another male. And in these cases the second son was often pushed to one side. They simply didn't fit into the family structure. They were often left alone, not trained in any specific craft. They were ignored; and in Asum's case not been taught how to be a warrior. Okan reached up and ran his hand through Asum's head feathers. "I'm sorry Asum." But Asum's response startled him slightly.
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"Don't." Okan looked at him. "Don't feel sorry. I don't want pity." Okan flinched slightly as Asum spat the last word like it was venom. "If my family didn't want me, then I don't want them. As far as I'm concerned they're not my family. They-" but Asum was interrupted as he felt Okan pull him into a tight hug; that pushed the breath out of him. "Shhhhhh; Asum I'm sorry….words of such anger shouldn't come from a mouth so young. I didn't mean to offend you. I'm sorry." A moment later Okan felt Asum's hands overlap his own. "I just….I don't want pity. Not from you, not from anyone. But especially not from you." Okan nodded. "I don't pity you. If anything I'm envious of you."
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Asum looked at him. "Envious of me?" Okan nodded and looked off into the scenery they were pacing. "I don't have any family, my mother, and sister were taken from me in an outbreak of yellow-fever. In 1 week I lost everyone in my close family." Asum cocked his head. "what about your father?" Okan shook his head. "He was the clan Ardok, he was never really around." Asum nodded. The clan Ardok had 1 job; to ensure that that clan's ancestral nesting grounds were safe. As such they rarely left the nesting grounds they guarded. After a brief moment of silence Okan spoke. "Asum?" Asum looked at him. "If you want…..I could be your family. I could be….your big brother." Asum shivered as a gust of wind tugged at the pelt. In response Okan pulled Asum closer to his chest. "I think…I think I'd like that Okan." Okan smiled and had been about to speak when the carriage came to a stop.
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After a moment the man driving spoke. "ok folks. We're gunna take a little break. I need to weatherproof the horses, and I'm sure you'd like a chance to stretch your legs." Asum shivered as he felt Okan shift behind him. "I gotta take a piss. Why don't you walk around a bit? Maybe that will help you warm up a bit." Asum nodded and followed Okan off the carriage. But they parted ways there and Asum began walking along the small trail they were following. Snow was falling and covering the ground; and briefly Asum worried that if the trail got covered they wouldn't be able to see where they were going. But that thought vanished from his head as quickly as it had come. The carriage man had made this trip who knows how many times? He would know where to go, even if the trail was covered.
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He had just turned around when he came to a stop. In front of him sat a dog, long scruffy hair, green eyes, and a small smile on his face. Kneeling down slightly Asum spoke. "hello, boy. What are you doing out here?" he'd expect the dog to bark, maybe to even try to get him to pet him. "I was waiting for you." Asum felt his eyes widen, as the pelt he was using dropped into the snow. "did you just-" "talk? Yes I did. It's not that difficult." Suddenly an idea came to Asum. Looking around him he spoke. "alright Okan. You got me, come out." the dog shook his head. "the other scale-child isn't here. He's back there marking a tree." Asum nodded slowly. "soooooo…. Do all dogs talk?" the dog shook his head. "no. just me. But I'm not really a dog, so I guess technically no dog talk." Asum cocked his head; but shivered as a gust of wind blew past him.
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Kneeling down slightly Asum picked up the pelt and dusted the snow off before wrapping it around his shoulders. "if you're not a dog what are you?" the dog seemed to shrug and sat down in the snow. "nothing special. Just your average everyday demi-daedra." Asum took a step backwards. "your….a daedra?" the dog shrugged again. "only half, my master is the other half." Asum nodded. "soooooo. Why are you here?" again the dog shrugged. "to see you. I was curious." Asum felt his eyes widen. "why me?" the dog flicked his ear as though bothered by an insect. "because I so rarely get to see the scale-children. And your kind are always so nice. You're also great at scratching bellies. So much better than those cat people. But also because you are different." Asum cocked his head curious. "different?" the dog nodded. "yes different. You give off an unusual aura. One that I have never seen before. even from me and my master's shrine I could feel your aura. And I got curious about who was giving off the strange aura. Now I know." Asum watched as the dog stood up and began walking towards him. "now that I've seen you I'll take my leave. It was nice to have met you." And before Asum's eyes the dog seemed to disappear into the swirling snow.
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Slowly Asum began to make his way back to the carriage. His mind was spinning. His aura was different? Different how? And why on oblivion had a DAEDRA wanted to see him? as he neared the carriage however Asum stopped again. He couldn't help but laugh slightly. The horses pulling the carriage had been wrapped up n pelts and linen wraps making them look like snow-horses. Climbing back into the carriage Asum watched as Okan climbed up and settled down next to him. a moment later the carriage jerked and began to move again.
AN:WELL FOLKS, I KNOW IT'S SHORT BUT I LIKE IT.
.
SO EVERYONE'S FAVORITE DOG DAEDRA BARBAS WAS LOOKING FOR ASUM. WONDER WHY?
.
AND NOW WE KNOW A BUT MORE ABOUT ASUM'S AND OKAN'S PAST.
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HOPE EVERYONE ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER.
Category Story / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 50 x 50px
File Size 62.1 kB
Two things I've realize, and this is painful to write because I really like this story. One: Earlier, Asum said that Okan sounded like his older brother. So how did Okan not realize that Asum is a second son if he had an older brother? Two: Okan says he lost his mother, father, and sister due to yellow fever. Then, in the next sentence, Asum asked "What about your father". He just said he had died from yellow fever. These are the only real plot holes I've seen, and maybe their just typing errors. Never the less, you should proof read your stories.
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