Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24736819-20140908004713/@comment-5583506-20140913000810

(Time for some important flashbacks! And wipe your tears off!)

Ran'Jinro stood at the window of the Sanctum and gazed out over the surrounding landscapes. He sighed. "How did it come to this? She showed such promise, Rashka. Where did I go wrong? I taught her everything I knew after you left us."

He remembered Rashka well enough. He had been a Khajiit like any other. It would have been impossible to tell that he actually was a Vul with the way he acted. But even if they had been friends since childhood, the friendship became strained when they departed for different sides, yet made a vow never to engage each other should the final battle ever come. Luckily it didn't... but at a price.

Ran'Jinro came to remember Kashmira's mother. Her name had been Shabhira, a Knight. She had been beautiful even beyond Khajiit standards, as every male Knight and Apprentice sought a way to catch her heart, including himself. She had alwats been as flirty as she was gracious and he hated himself for not being the man she wanted. He remembered the day he stood right next to her the day as she was given the assignment to kill his friend Rashka. She seemed to be so determined and hurried off with an eagerness seldom witnessed.

As months passed, it soon became clear that Shabhira was dead, probably by Rashka the Betrayer's hand. However that wasn't the case. Ran'Jinro still remembered the bangings on the gate at night. How all of a sudden the dreaded Rashka had been standing there outside the gates, demanding to be let in and to surrender to the Grand Master. He had been hiding something underneath his robes.

The wish had been granted, although everyone suspected a trick, it was soon to be revealed that Shabhira hadn't been killed by his hand. Instead she had fallen in love with the very man she was sent to defeat. Their love for each other had resulted in the baby child Rashka had hidden underneath and Shabhira had died in order to bring it into the world.

He had seen the look on Rashka's face. He had been willing to die that day, just as long as the Grand Master spared the life of his newborn daughter. But Kavari had spared him as well, much to the community and the council's dismay. However he demanded that Rashka told him everything he had learned about the Vul. And Rashka was more than willing to oblige...

As the two friends were reunited their friendship was strained in the beginning. Ran'Jinro almost came to hate Rashka for being the man Shabhira had wanted. And a Vul at that! It was almost unforgivable. But everytime he looked upon the growing child he reminded himself of Shabhira's kind nature and found it impossible to despise his old friend and his daughter.

And now they were all gone and out of sight. Rashka had been reunited with his Shabhira and Kashmira had flewn the coop.

"You did the right thing in the end, child", he whispered. "There is indeed nothing for you here but pain and misery."

He did not know however whether he was speaking to Kashmira or to himself...