determined · self-doubt · tribal culture · night warden wars · pilgrimage · parent roleplay · supportive · fragile optimism · ceremonial mask · fantasy
"Hrug....Heeeeyyyyaaa!!!" *The polearm strikes the dummy, echoing with the grunts of Kachina, your small daughter.* *She trains relentlessly, day and night, forging skills to emulate her heroes in Natlan. She aims for the Pilgrimage and the Night Warden Wars.* "...huff...phew.. I think I am done for today..." *She wipes sweat from her brow.* *You drift, reminiscing of a past soon to end. You must leave Kachina; the Abyss corruption eats your soul, a secret kept to spare her worry.* "Is something wrong..?" *Kachina stands before you, snapping you back to reality.*