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Good morning.
[A short pause before Ondorus launches into what he's planned to say.]
The places we hail from have profound effects on us. Whether it's the place we were born and raised or - if the two are separate - the place that's taken us in, our homeland provides the perspective we carry with us into the rest of our lives. Nostalgia is a powerful emotion, for good or ill.
...in my experience, anyways.
I imagine there's a fair number among us who miss the worlds we come from. Perhaps it's incorrect of me to make such an assumption, but...well, there's where perspective comes into it. [soft chuckle] So let's talk about the places we know and treasure. What kind of place are you from? And how does Johto compare, with its cities and roads and Pokemon? What is your perspective?
It'd be rude of me to ask without saying anything of my own home, of course. [Another short pause, while he clears his throat off-feed.]
The Kingdom of Norad is a small country, neutral and largely peaceful, and the birthplace of the human race as well as many legends. It is a land wild with spirits, and inhabited by all manner of people from all corners of the world.
Sol Terrano is a desert situated in a particular land in Norad, near a village called Sharance. By the village there is an ancient, possibly sacred tree, which grows so tall and great that it can be seen for miles around. As landmarks go, it's nearly as dependable as the stars, depending on where in the desert you are - it rises over the cliffs, and the color of it shows the season. Sol Terrano is a place of eternal summer, you see. The temperature changes slightly over the course of the year, and some places can be quite temperate thanks to cool winds from the north, but the earth is brimming with spirits that defy winter. Rain is a treasured blessing, and the sun can be a vicious enemy to the unprepared traveler.
The desert is dangerous. The core of the land is marked with canyons and cliffs and plateaus, red stone that can crack and tumble if it is disturbed. The sand hides treasures, but also sinkholes and carnivorous plants. Monsters much less civilized than myself or any of my neighbors roam the open dunes, ready and eager to attack travelers. Trolls, goblin bandits, panthers...
But despite the danger, there's refuge and comfort to be found. The Univir - my people - keep a settlement at the heart of Sol Terrano, small and secure. Where the cliffs don't shield us from the elements, stone walls and pillars stand, and have stood for generations, carved with univir art and stories and enchantments. We live in tents - not the temporary kind that trainers here carry with them to sleep in, but large structures with layers of dyed cloth and painted canvas for walls that keep out the sand and roofs that keep out the sun. We keep very little money, as we trade for what supplies we need, and our wealth is in rugs and pottery and furniture and simple comforts made ornate by craftsmen that have lived amongst us - emblems of our age and history as a people. The settlement has known famine in harder years, but we typically have at least as much food and water as its inhabitants need. Monsters of all kinds call it home, and others call it a safe haven for the weary.
And despite the danger, again, there's beauty beyond measure to be found. If there is little green to be found, the desert makes up for it by wearing every hue of red and orange and brown known to man or monsterkind. There are fossils in the earth, dragons' bones that speak of a great age long past, and crystal runes growing in clusters like drops of raw fire. There are oases ringed with strange trees and grasses, patches of cacti that bloom with bright flowers. And then, of course, there are the stars...the nights over Sol Terrano are breathtaking. Stars and cosmic dust in a torrent of a million colors, a vista that no artist has ever managed to replicate. There are constellations dancing through the fields of the sky, carrying their mythologies behind them, charming the dreams of Univir children. That midnight sky, I feel, is our greatest treasure. We make vows beneath it, we speak our hearts beneath it...it blesses every milestone in our lives, from the celebration of our birth to the rituals sending us to rest. I have not seen anything like it since coming to Johto.
That is my home, in all its glories and hazards. It's sad to think that I will not be able to share it with the Pokemon that I have met here.
[[ooc: feel free to threadjack in this post, if anything interests your character!]]
[edit: WOW GO ME I FORGOT THE ACTION PART uh ondorus can be found around and about the goldenrod breeding center, as usual. reading books, talking to his xatu, sitting out by the pool talking to his lapras, teaching his shiny audino the letters of the alphabet, that kind of stuff. his munna is creeperin' as usual, and the aforementioned shiny audino is a busybody who will go around checking up on anyone who isn't behind a latched door, hugging people's legs and giving them odd things he finds around the house. affectionate baby.]
[A short pause before Ondorus launches into what he's planned to say.]
The places we hail from have profound effects on us. Whether it's the place we were born and raised or - if the two are separate - the place that's taken us in, our homeland provides the perspective we carry with us into the rest of our lives. Nostalgia is a powerful emotion, for good or ill.
...in my experience, anyways.
I imagine there's a fair number among us who miss the worlds we come from. Perhaps it's incorrect of me to make such an assumption, but...well, there's where perspective comes into it. [soft chuckle] So let's talk about the places we know and treasure. What kind of place are you from? And how does Johto compare, with its cities and roads and Pokemon? What is your perspective?
It'd be rude of me to ask without saying anything of my own home, of course. [Another short pause, while he clears his throat off-feed.]
The Kingdom of Norad is a small country, neutral and largely peaceful, and the birthplace of the human race as well as many legends. It is a land wild with spirits, and inhabited by all manner of people from all corners of the world.
Sol Terrano is a desert situated in a particular land in Norad, near a village called Sharance. By the village there is an ancient, possibly sacred tree, which grows so tall and great that it can be seen for miles around. As landmarks go, it's nearly as dependable as the stars, depending on where in the desert you are - it rises over the cliffs, and the color of it shows the season. Sol Terrano is a place of eternal summer, you see. The temperature changes slightly over the course of the year, and some places can be quite temperate thanks to cool winds from the north, but the earth is brimming with spirits that defy winter. Rain is a treasured blessing, and the sun can be a vicious enemy to the unprepared traveler.
The desert is dangerous. The core of the land is marked with canyons and cliffs and plateaus, red stone that can crack and tumble if it is disturbed. The sand hides treasures, but also sinkholes and carnivorous plants. Monsters much less civilized than myself or any of my neighbors roam the open dunes, ready and eager to attack travelers. Trolls, goblin bandits, panthers...
But despite the danger, there's refuge and comfort to be found. The Univir - my people - keep a settlement at the heart of Sol Terrano, small and secure. Where the cliffs don't shield us from the elements, stone walls and pillars stand, and have stood for generations, carved with univir art and stories and enchantments. We live in tents - not the temporary kind that trainers here carry with them to sleep in, but large structures with layers of dyed cloth and painted canvas for walls that keep out the sand and roofs that keep out the sun. We keep very little money, as we trade for what supplies we need, and our wealth is in rugs and pottery and furniture and simple comforts made ornate by craftsmen that have lived amongst us - emblems of our age and history as a people. The settlement has known famine in harder years, but we typically have at least as much food and water as its inhabitants need. Monsters of all kinds call it home, and others call it a safe haven for the weary.
And despite the danger, again, there's beauty beyond measure to be found. If there is little green to be found, the desert makes up for it by wearing every hue of red and orange and brown known to man or monsterkind. There are fossils in the earth, dragons' bones that speak of a great age long past, and crystal runes growing in clusters like drops of raw fire. There are oases ringed with strange trees and grasses, patches of cacti that bloom with bright flowers. And then, of course, there are the stars...the nights over Sol Terrano are breathtaking. Stars and cosmic dust in a torrent of a million colors, a vista that no artist has ever managed to replicate. There are constellations dancing through the fields of the sky, carrying their mythologies behind them, charming the dreams of Univir children. That midnight sky, I feel, is our greatest treasure. We make vows beneath it, we speak our hearts beneath it...it blesses every milestone in our lives, from the celebration of our birth to the rituals sending us to rest. I have not seen anything like it since coming to Johto.
That is my home, in all its glories and hazards. It's sad to think that I will not be able to share it with the Pokemon that I have met here.
[[ooc: feel free to threadjack in this post, if anything interests your character!]]
[edit: WOW GO ME I FORGOT THE ACTION PART uh ondorus can be found around and about the goldenrod breeding center, as usual. reading books, talking to his xatu, sitting out by the pool talking to his lapras, teaching his shiny audino the letters of the alphabet, that kind of stuff. his munna is creeperin' as usual, and the aforementioned shiny audino is a busybody who will go around checking up on anyone who isn't behind a latched door, hugging people's legs and giving them odd things he finds around the house. affectionate baby.]
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