Tag: Sun Tribe
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IPOLA: He is a powerful enchanter - yes, we need him, too. And we need you.
ZONN: What about my tribe, Ipola?
IPOLA: Any warriors - every one of your warriors willing to fight. I need them.
ZONN: I … How do we get them there? It’s fifteen hundred miles. They can’t all ride aburori.
IPOLA: Almost no one can. This was a one-time favor from a good friend.
ZONN: So how?
IPOLA: I can find a way. We can find a way. I just need to know if you will come. If I call, will you come?
ZONN: For you, Ipola … if it was just me … I can’t speak for everyone.
IPOLA: Of course. So please hold a council, get an answer. I have to leave in three days.
ZONN: We’ll have the gathering tomorrow.
IPOLA: Ah. All right, thank you.
ZONN: At that time I’ll ask them if they want to pledge fealty - or not.
IPOLA: Oh.
ZONN: We have something here of our own, Ipola. The young folk have never known Erogenia - or you. And it’s a long way away. Also - a lot of my warriors have never known real war. I do my best to train them, but … well, that thing you were talking about earlier? About finding a new way? We might have stumbled on it, accidentally. We live in peace with the Nassim. And we … we tend not to get into stupid fights like we did when I was young at home. We solve our problems most of the time without bashing each other. Our enemies are monsters and animals and the heat and sandstorms. It’s a harsh life, but ...
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ZONN: Dragons …
IPOLA: Yes.
ZONN: Not even in my day …
IPOLA: In no one’s day, Zonn. Not for three thousand years or more. But this is still our day. Our day didn’t end when we stopped being young. Yours, mine - all of us. And it’s the reason I did one of the stupidest things I have done in a long time by leaving Erogenia and coming here.
ZONN: On the back of a giant bird. (grins) Well … I don’t know about stupid. It was pretty Erogenian.
IPOLA: Sometimes, my old love, it’s much the same thing.
ZONN: You looked damn good doing it.
IPOLA: Zonn … we need you. This … more than anything is why I had to come find you. We need your strength, which I can see you still have. We need the inspiration you provide, we need a legend on the battlefield.
ZONN: You have Zona …
IPOLA: And thank the Goddess for her and for her sister, but at this point we need everything we can get.
ZONN: You also have Mentl.
IPOLA: Yes, of course, Mentl.
ZONN: He’s a good lad. And damn, you should have seen what he did. A goddam thunderbolt from the sky ...
NARR: A new day.
ZONN: Well, that’s impressive. Only you could have pulled it off.
IPOLA: It was a group effort - and we had luck on our side.
ZONN: The Draconians and the Thrasans marching together. I would never have thought it.
IPOLA: They get along about as well as you’d expect.
ZONN: As well as we did with Kendrik’s people?
IPOLA: A bit better in some ways, worse in others. I swear if it hadn’t been for a bit of kismet, it mightn’t have happened at all.
NARR: A week earlier, in Greymouth.
THERIK: This is blasphemy! Blasphemy, your Majesty!
IPOLA: I know you weren’t chosen for your brains, Bishop, but try to get a few things through your head:
THERIK: You are just a … a … an Erogenian phantom! Why do you even listen to her, your Majesty?
GUDIK: Because she’s a Majesty, too and we’ll all listen to her, understood?
THRASAN: Dry work, eh?
DRACONIAN: Aye.
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DANCERS: AMANH HAIII
ZONA: Come on - it’s second dance!
MENTL: Right on.
MENTL: Huh.
ZONA: What?
MENTL: Where’d your folks go?
ZONA: Maybe they went to dance somewhere more private?
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ZONN’S BEDCHAMBER - ZONN AND IPOLA MAKING LOVE
IPOLA: You don’t think it’s a good idea?
ZONN: Wha - no, it’s just …
IPOLA: Undignified? I would hate to embarrass myself …
ZONN: No, no! Not that … I mean … do you … dance First Dance a lot ... these days?
IPOLA:. Well, it has been awhile - I may not do as well as these young folk here, but perhaps someone will find me interesting enough to dance with …
MENTL: This oughta be good …
JEEVIK: (hands him a drum) Here you are, Lord.
ZONN: Huh?
JEEVIK: Forgive the presumption, lord, I had assumed you wouldn’t want someone else to “get” her.
IPOLA: As I stand in the presence of the gods and all these witnesses I, Ipola queen of the Moon Tribe and liege lady of all Erogenia, accept and embrace you, Michael Levy, known also as Mentl, beloved and silver-bonded of Zona Zonn-Ipola, as my son, as Erogenian and part of the Tribe Of The Moon. You are no longer an outsider, but one of us. Your blood is our blood. Your life is our life Your cha is our cha. We live and die with you as family.
ZONN: And I, Zonn, lord of the Sun Tribe, accept and embrace you, Michael Levy, known also as Mentl, beloved and silver-bonded of Zona Zonn-Ipola, as my son and as part of the Tribe Of The Sun. You are one of us. Your blood is our blood. Your life is our life. Your cha is our cha. We live and die with you as family.
IPOLA: There, Mentl. That was the most pleasant balancing of the cha I have done in some time.
MENTL: Thanks … thanks, I … this is really … means a lot. Thanks.
ZONA: Thank you, Mother. Father.
IPOLA: You’re very, very welcome. Now - someone said something about a feast?
JEEVIK: The climate here is a trifle warm for such a cloak, your Majesty, May I ?
IPOLA: You may, thank you, and these as well.
JEEVIK: Very good, Majesty.
IPOLA: Hm. Have we ever met before?
JEEVIK: The possibility is an extremely remote one, your Majesty.
IPOLA: Zona ...
ZONA: Mother ...
IPOLA: Oh ... you’ve been through so much. My baby ...
ZONA: Mother! I'm so sorry! Cha na amanh ...
IPOLA: Me too, my child. Cha na amanh.
ZONA: I ... I said awful things ...
IPOLA: Some of them were well deserved. But it’s balanced, now. At least for me.
ZONA: We just need to go home now and it will be.