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Posted using PostyBirb", "writing": "I was the guards' model detainee, pulled away from the queen’s quarters and taken to the holding cells in some of the upper areas of the kingdom. For the most part, if anyone wanted to break the mores of our land, they would relocate to a different portion of the kingdom, where they would be put to work doing something out of their depth under the harsh eye of another kobold leader.\nSometimes, if the punishment was egregious, the kobold would be tussled up and thrown to the breeding pits.\nI know all about that system, of course, as I had gone through the threat of being thrown in the breeding grounds and used to slake the lusts of those who weren’t prescribed as “good enough” for the heritage the matrons were cultivating. Luckily, my relationship with the queen spared me from such a fate.\nThe problem now is that the breeding-room punishment was abolished, and my current standing with the Queen is why I was there in the first place. I must admit I was pretty concerned when I was thrown into the tunnel and chained up with manacles that lifted my arms over my head and locked my legs down to the ground, keeping me sitting but not relaxed.\nIt wasn’t long, of course, before I was visited by the captain of the guards. Kishe's impressive form towered over my ground-bound form, her broad shoulders and tall bearing overshadowing me. Her one good eye stared down, its furrow matching the frown in intensity, disappointed at me.\n“How you doing?” I chirped, keeping up a positive attitude.\n“You really know how to piss off the Queen, don’t you?”\n“Only enough for me to get a light slap on the wrist.”\nKishke sighed and collapsed beside me, leaning her back against the wall and rolling her head. “You two don’t mix well at all… not anymore.”\n“I hear you mix with Prakibak quite well, though,” I teased.\nShe never did have a comfortable understanding of me, which is always such a fun thing to try to mess with her head.\n“Well, I don’t know who told you that,” Kishke said. But yeah. Poor guy talks a big game. It took him forever to stop yapping about you.”\n“Were you giving him reasons to forget me?”\nShe snorts. “No one could ever forget you, Tik Tik. Not here in the Dragon’s Heir. You’ll be a legendary figure, one way or another. But yeah, I give him something to think about sometimes. Such a tough guy likes to be on the bottom. Funny.”\n“Ooh, so you like it on top?” I inquired.\n“Are you coming onto me?” Kishke asked.\n“Would you be interested?” I replied, shaking my arms. “I’m not going anywhere.”\n“Nah, not while you’re held here. We need to figure out what we’re gonna do to you.”\n“Kick me out again? Send me to a faraway place? I am a traveler now. That isn’t going to bother me.”\nShe snorted. “No, I don’t think it would. But it’s probably the best way to keep you from getting on the Queen’s bad side for too long.”\n“I guess my trip home is cut short.”\n“Yeah. Would have loved to hang out more.”\nI shrugged. “I have a lot of things I need to do–kobolds I need to help out at home, including Quiquan.”\nKishke steps forward and grabs my chains, yanking me to stand up. “You’re not torturing the poor girl, are you?”\n“What? Me? Of course not.”\nShe rolled her eyes. “Ever the little brat, aren’t you? Come on, now.” She wrapped one large arm around me, lifting me up, carried like a ball. She then marched me away, higher and higher.\n“We try to do some more rehabilitation now,” she said. “Interrogate the rule breaker and get to the root of their problem. We move them to a place where they’d be happy, and you know what? Shit like that usually works.”\nWe stepped out into the moonlit night, and Kishke plopped me down at the mouth of the cave—the very same one I left when I made my first steps into the outer world.\n“Of course. We only exile the most troublesome of troublemakers,” Quiquan said, standing there with her arms folded over her chest. “For someone like you, we rehabilitate by putting you somewhere better suited for their troublesome attitudes.”\nI stood up, slipping free of the bonds with no problem, thanks to the spell I had put upon myself. Kishke smirked at my forethought, and I pulled my hood up over my head.\n“Yes, well, aren’t you just so full of wisdom today,” I applauded her.\n“Someone’s gotta be around here.”\nWith that conversation, I left my old home of the Dragon’s Heir tribe. There are places I would love to return to—friends I’d like to see. Still, while it is fun to meet everyone again, it is more than evident to me that things are very different. I cannot keep up nor handle things that are so similar, despite all the teachings I have endeavored to change.\nThat may be why uperworlders tend to leave their home when they come of age. The independent drive endemic to their cultures means that they all shall inevitably rub each other the wrong way.\nAnd I, of course, am more interested in the correct way of rubbing one another.\nSo back it is then, to my tower and to my studies.\nI have far too many people to take care of there.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "I was the guards' model detainee, pulled away from the queen’s quarters and taken to the holding cells in some of the upper areas of the kingdom. For the most part, if anyone wanted to break the mores of our land, they would relocate to a different portion of the kingdom, where they would be put to work doing something out of their depth under the harsh eye of another kobold leader.
Sometimes, if the punishment was egregious, the kobold would be tussled up and thrown to the breeding pits.
I know all about that system, of course, as I had gone through the threat of being thrown in the breeding grounds and used to slake the lusts of those who weren’t prescribed as “good enough” for the heritage the matrons were cultivating. Luckily, my relationship with the queen spared me from such a fate.
The problem now is that the breeding-room punishment was abolished, and my current standing with the Queen is why I was there in the first place. I must admit I was pretty concerned when I was thrown into the tunnel and chained up with manacles that lifted my arms over my head and locked my legs down to the ground, keeping me sitting but not relaxed.
It wasn’t long, of course, before I was visited by the captain of the guards. Kishe's impressive form towered over my ground-bound form, her broad shoulders and tall bearing overshadowing me. Her one good eye stared down, its furrow matching the frown in intensity, disappointed at me.
“How you doing?” I chirped, keeping up a positive attitude.
“You really know how to piss off the Queen, don’t you?”
“Only enough for me to get a light slap on the wrist.”
Kishke sighed and collapsed beside me, leaning her back against the wall and rolling her head. “You two don’t mix well at all… not anymore.”
“I hear you mix with Prakibak quite well, though,” I teased.
She never did have a comfortable understanding of me, which is always such a fun thing to try to mess with her head.
“Well, I don’t know who told you that,” Kishke said. But yeah. Poor guy talks a big game. It took him forever to stop yapping about you.”
“Were you giving him reasons to forget me?”
She snorts. “No one could ever forget you, Tik Tik. Not here in the Dragon’s Heir. You’ll be a legendary figure, one way or another. But yeah, I give him something to think about sometimes. Such a tough guy likes to be on the bottom. Funny.”
“Ooh, so you like it on top?” I inquired.
“Are you coming onto me?” Kishke asked.
“Would you be interested?” I replied, shaking my arms. “I’m not going anywhere.”
“Nah, not while you’re held here. We need to figure out what we’re gonna do to you.”
“Kick me out again? Send me to a faraway place? I am a traveler now. That isn’t going to bother me.”
She snorted. “No, I don’t think it would. But it’s probably the best way to keep you from getting on the Queen’s bad side for too long.”
“I guess my trip home is cut short.”
“Yeah. Would have loved to hang out more.”
I shrugged. “I have a lot of things I need to do–kobolds I need to help out at home, including Quiquan.”
Kishke steps forward and grabs my chains, yanking me to stand up. “You’re not torturing the poor girl, are you?”
“What? Me? Of course not.”
She rolled her eyes. “Ever the little brat, aren’t you? Come on, now.” She wrapped one large arm around me, lifting me up, carried like a ball. She then marched me away, higher and higher.
“We try to do some more rehabilitation now,” she said. “Interrogate the rule breaker and get to the root of their problem. We move them to a place where they’d be happy, and you know what? Shit like that usually works.”
We stepped out into the moonlit night, and Kishke plopped me down at the mouth of the cave—the very same one I left when I made my first steps into the outer world.
“Of course. We only exile the most troublesome of troublemakers,” Quiquan said, standing there with her arms folded over her chest. “For someone like you, we rehabilitate by putting you somewhere better suited for their troublesome attitudes.”
I stood up, slipping free of the bonds with no problem, thanks to the spell I had put upon myself. Kishke smirked at my forethought, and I pulled my hood up over my head.
“Yes, well, aren’t you just so full of wisdom today,” I applauded her.
“Someone’s gotta be around here.”
With that conversation, I left my old home of the Dragon’s Heir tribe. There are places I would love to return to—friends I’d like to see. Still, while it is fun to meet everyone again, it is more than evident to me that things are very different. I cannot keep up nor handle things that are so similar, despite all the teachings I have endeavored to change.
That may be why uperworlders tend to leave their home when they come of age. The independent drive endemic to their cultures means that they all shall inevitably rub each other the wrong way.
And I, of course, am more interested in the correct way of rubbing one another.
So back it is then, to my tower and to my studies.
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