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History of Reiassan notes – part the first

Nov25

Note: I’m not a scholar of history, at all at all at all. Please be kind when pointing out logical inconsistencies!!

A rough history of the people who would become the Callanthe

Timeline numbers from R – discovery of Reiassan (the continent)

(??? BR)
The proto-Callanthe are goat people. They begin as a small tribe of people in the south of Founding-Continent, a group who discovered the advantages of domesticating the wild goats that lived in the mountains near their hunting grounds.

[horses domesticated around 4000 BCE IRL, goats ~~8000-9000 years ago. So “began” is a long time ago even by this timeline… which corresponds loosely to the time of Christ IRL]

The proto-Callanthe were cultural borrowers, appropriators, and thieves; they collected other tribes not so much by conquering them as by assimilating them. In the mountainous south of the Founding Continent, the tribes all came from a very similar stock to begin with (having probably spread out from a small group that came over the mountains), so, at first, this was essentially re-integration.

Once the proto-Callanthe’s territory expanded far enough to run into the unknown people on the West and the proto-Bitrani on the East, the cultural appropriation more often turned to war. The proto-Bitrani, too, had developed cities and seafaring, and some of the proto-Callanthe were intrigued enough to, rather than fight, war, conquer, steal, and assimilate, simple immigrate, acculturate, assimilate, and steal.

Centuries went by this way. Cultures shifted. Wars happened. The population of proto-Callanthe in the proto-Bitrani nations-now-a-single-theocracy had grown to a vocal but generally disenfranchised minority. More importantly for this story, the proto-Bitrani had grown to fill their available land – and the land to the West was still full of warlike proto-Callanthe. They were pushed up against the water – so they started exploring the seas.

(we’re almost to R)

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Giraffe Call Summary!

Nov18

This is a summary, in total, of the November Giraffe Call. I have left to write the donor stories and one final prompt for [personal profile] lilfluff, but the prompts are done.

This month I received prompts from 17 people, one back-channel, and wrote 21 stories, as well as finishing last month’s call’s donation-incentive extra story.

I finished the linkback incentive story, although I had a very hard time keeping track of the linkbacks this time around, so in the end I just made it up. :-/

Still pondering themes for coming months!

Addergoole Yr5
Uh-Oh (LJ)
Family ties (LJ)

Addergoole yr8
Some Say Life (LJ)

Addergoole Apocalypse
The Life You Make (LJ)

Addergoole Year 21
Generations (LJ) and
Revelations (LJ)

Fae Apoc
Budding (LJ) – in the Internment Camp
Leaving the City (LJ) – the Linkback Incentive Story – Done!

Unicorn/Factory
Talking it to Death (LJ)

The Aunt Family
The Family Kudzu (LJ)
Difficult Relations (LJ)
What to do About Auntie X (LJ)

Stranded
Thicker Than… (LJ)
The Family that Knots Together (LJ)
Nanovel part Vii (LJ) [not part of the Giraffe Call]

Rin/Girey
Mother Knows… (LJ)
Encountering Dad (LJ)

Tír na Cali
Brothers and Brotherhood (LJ), continued in:
And Sisterhood (LJ)

Dragons Next Door
Family Planning (LJ) (not part of the Audrey/Juniper/Baby Smith story)
Dwimors (LJ), after the Over the Wall–> Rule Three series
Parent-Teacher Conference (LJ) The follow-up to Rule 2, and the $35 inventive for last month’s Giraffe Call

One-Off
Of Clay and Salt (LJ)
Othel (LJ)


Total from Giraffe Calls to Date
And this month

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Encountering Dad, a story of Rin & Girey for the Giraffe Call

Nov17

For LilFluff‘s prompt.

This is in the Reiassan Setting, which has a landing page here (and on LJ). It comes after everything else I’ve written in timeline for Rin & Girey, and directly after/during Mother Knows… ()

“I need to visit my parents,” Rin-Arinya-Arinyanca had declared. They had only been in the palace complex for a few days, but Girey had already learned that, much as when they were on the road, “I am going somewhere” quickly became “we are going somewhere.”

In this case, it was, at least, reasonable. They were attending Elenerja’s wedding that afternoon, already dressed for it in Callanthe finery. This was, in theory, just a brief stop.

Nothing these people did was brief, any more than anything they touched was dull-colored. They could turn dinner into a three-hour affair with the slightest provocation. The wedding was supposed to last from sundown until sun-up, with a week-long celebration afterwards. He’d asked “how do you people ever get anything done?” only to receive a cryptic “we’re very efficient” as an answer.

He followed her into her parents’ suite with more than a little trepidation. So far, people had been either nice or politely chilly, but those were family members, cousins, aunts, uncles. This was her parents. The parents of the woman whose captive he was. It was…

“Oh, you must be Arinya’s Bitrani captive.” A big hand clapped him on the shoulder. “I’ve got an ancient Bitrani artifact I want to ask you about.”

“Uh… sure, sir.” He glanced at the hand – not all that big, by Bitrani standards, but for Callanthe the man was a giant – and then at the man, who was as tall as Girey was, green-eyed, and smiling fiercely. He collected himself, with a stern mental reminder that he was a prince, not a yokel, and ought to act like it, and stood up straight. “Where to?”

“Right here, into my study.” He steered Girey firmly through the door, then shut it with a solid thud behind them. Wood doors, Girey noted, and heavy – they might have far too many heirs, but they certainly lived like royalty.

“There,” the man smiled. This room was paneled in stone, with drawers, boxes, and shelves filling every spot. “I do have an ancient Bitrani artifact – it’s a scroll – though I know you’re a soldier and not a scholar. But Irri and Rinnie are going to go off about things that, frankly, bore me and likely bore you too. So I thought I’d get you out of there.”

“…Thanks?”

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