#orina

[lumenasolis]

Uncrossing Paths, Unknowable Fate

"Friends... such pursuits shouldn't matter to me anymore."

[secretwhumplair]

The tutors

909 words | The black prince [WT] (sequel to Lessons)

Content | Just. Anxiety, power imbalance

Notes | Elgar and the royals meet their language tutors!

There's not much in this episode but I'm happy to return to their story c: I actually wrote a much tastier bit too but alas it's from the next arc and I have as yet provided 0 of the context it needs lol. Soon (maybe)

Taglist | @echo-goes-aaa @whump-blog @scoundrelwithboba @whumpcreations @neverthelass

@whumplr-reader @vampiresprite @pleasestaywithmedarling

After a few more days of travel, ever further upwards, they reached the mountain pass they had been aiming towards. It was late in the morning, and they hoped to descend from the coldest heights before nightfall.

But for now, a large valley lay draped before them, and, many miles away, upon the river meandering through it, the largest city Elgar had yet seen in Ochuria sat in it.

»Atcill!« the princess pointed out for him, and rubbed her brother across the back. »Almost home.«

At midday, they stopped at a camp they had been expected at; a handful of tents, only one fancy enough to host the prince and princess.

And from it, another Teeradian emerged.

She was dressed in fine Ochurian garb — much like him, Elgar realized a moment too late; it was easy to forget how fancy he must look now — and followed by a much younger Ochurian woman in much simpler clothes.

Both bowed to the royals, but the princess immediately hopped of her horse and hugged the Teeradian.

»Lady Hirias! Glad you could make the journey!« She spoke Teeradian, whether for the stranger’s benefit or his, Elgar wasn’t sure.

The prince next to Elgar dismounted, too, smiling and nodding at the woman; Elgar hurriedly followed.

She was awkwardly returning the princess’ hug, but her eyes were sharp, and they quickly settled on Elgar. Only when the princess let go, she turned her attention back to the royals.

»I am pleased you are well, your Highnesses.« Brief worry flickered across her face as she looked at Orafin, but he was still smiling, and she continued without comment, »This is Zizariu. State your purpose, girl.«

»I am — I am going to teach you how to sign, your Highness, if you’ll have me.« The young woman’s voice trembled a little, and her eyes were darting anxiously between the ground and the prince’s face; it was obvious she was not used to speaking to royalty.

But she was moving her hands as she spoke to demonstrate, fluidly and effortlessly.

»Her mother is deaf,« Lady Hirias explained bluntly. »She serves in the palace; a chef, I believe.«

Zizariu nodded, clearly still a little breathless from the company she was in.

»Thank you.« The princess smiled at her. »Your services — and your mother’s, I’ll say — are much appreciated.«

»Your Highness.«

»And this is Elgar.« The princess gestured at him far more dramatically than Elgar would have liked.

»I figured,« Lady Hirias said, raising an eyebrow and examining him head to toe. Elgar felt like sinking into the ground from the attention. »I hope you’re a bit quicker on the uptake than his Highness here.«

Only the slightest shadow of a smile gave away the playfulness of her tease. Orafin, though, just rolled his eyes and gave Elgar a pat on the arm.

»Lady Hirias will be teaching you Ochurian from here on out,« the princess said with a warm smile; surely his concern must be showing on his face.

»Yes, I — I figured that,« he replied weakly. »Milady,« he added quickly. The etiquette lessons the royals had been imparting on him felt an impossible bar to cross, far too many little rules to ever remember them all, but he could remember stuff like this — things that made some shadow of sense.

She cocked her head, and Elgar immediately realized she could hear, unlike the Ochurians, how lowly and peasant he sounded.

But she said nothing.

The princess chattered on as lunch was readied for them — still three meals every day, and still Elgar felt like it was a dream — and answered the burning question he didn’t dare ask.

»Lady Hirias has joined the intelligence corps when she came here, and now she’s retired, she’s teaching instead. She has rendered this country a great deal of service — kind of like you,« she added in what could only be a joke.

But something in Elgar’s mind clicked at the story. »You’re — you’re Lady Sirvi Hirias. You disappeared…«

Lady Hirias raised an eyebrow. »For a street urchin, you must have been paying close attention to court gossip.«

He hadn’t; everyone had heard of the lady’s disappearance and presumed death. The words burst out before he could stop himself. »You’re a traitor!«

Lady Hirias kept a straight face. »Kind of like you.«

Elgar was already in the process of trying to melt out of sight from the sudden bout of unexpected boldness, and now he had to reckon with being called a traitor.

Maybe he was. But Teeradia had never done much for him. The Ochurian royal family, on the other hand-

Lady Hirias nodded at him, pleased. »You see what I mean.«

The prince curiously looked back and forth between them, and Elgar wasn’t sure how to begin explaining. But then the prince just took his hand, squeezing it; he must have sensed his discomfort; and suddenly Elgar felt silly. It was nothing. What did it matter to him whether the lady had been loyal to the government of a country he had long since left behind?

What mattered was whether his efforts in her lessons would be appreciated, and he just had made it that much harder for himself. »I’m sorry,« he muttered, but of course it was too late.

Lady Hirias’ sharp eyes rested on him a moment longer, then she turned away, and the little smile he thought he caught in the corner of her mouth did not bode well.

[oransvillage]

Deal

Orina; How about we make a deal? If my brother wins this race, you have to pretend that we made a deal, and you agreed to marry him if he wins.

(Oran is unaware of the deal Orina is making)

Orina is Oran's genderswap, but in this, their twins

[welele]

[cobaltash]

Day 3: Youth

For @oc-growth-and-development‘s awesome challenge, I present my dwarven Tempest Cleric, Orina! And what better representation of today’s prompt than the Sun tarot card, which evokes positivity, fun, warmth, success and vitality?

Among my army of OCs, Orina best embodies these concepts, so she’s the center-piece of today’s drawing :D. If you’d like to know more of her story, check it out under the cut:

There are not many true warrior clans still remaining among the Hill Dwarves in the Giant’s Run Mountains; most have branched out becoming part merchants, part artisans or part smiths. But among those who are still mainly of a martial inclination, the Stormfist clan rises particularly high. Battle hardened worshipers of the Lord of Twin Axes, Clangeddin Silverbeard, the Stormfists are known as unparalleled knights of the faith.

Titus and Rica Stormfist are the current leaders of the clan. Both experienced paladins, they have lead many battles against encroaching giants and ravaging orcs. Titus was born and raised into the clan, while his wife Rica started life as a farmer’s daughter, who lost everything in an orc raid, but rose from that tragedy a paladin of the Father of Battle.

Together they have 4 children: Pryral, the oldest by 15 years, is a quiet and introspective sort, but devoted completely to the cause; Herron, the second child, is loud and proud of his mission in life and he trows himself into battle with unmatched enthusiasm; Behlen and Orina, the twins and the youngest, are both less martially inclined than their family and it was decided quickly that they would join Clangeddin Silverbeard’s ranks as clerics of the faith.

In this environment, Orina first learned how to wield an axe, how to defend with the shield and how to spot the signs of an approaching raid. But she also found herself not as gifted or enthusiastic as her older brothers on the training ground, nor was she as devoted as her twin to the Lord of Battle and the glory He brought on the battlefield. So she naturally gravitated more towards the company of her uncle, Durin Stormfist, her father’s younger brother, who managed most of the family’s economic and diplomatic affairs. She would often help him with his work, listening intently to the stories he brought back from his travels to foreign lands. The day she managed to convince her parents to give her leave to accompany Durin on said travels is still cherished in Orina’s heart.

At her uncle’s side, Orina discovered a whole different world filled with new and exciting wonders that had nothing to do with defeating orcs on the battlefield. For two decades she was her uncle’s assistant as often as she could persuade her parents to allow her. It was during this time that she started falling in love with the sea and the freedom it represented. She would, at first, try to regale her brothers with tales of the sea, but disinterest from Pyral and teasing from Herron quickly taught her to keep those stories to herself. Only Behlen would sit and listen to her talk, though with noticeably less enthusiasm than she had. Eventually Orina meets someone who, in her eyes, is the most interesting person in the world: Maevaris, a tiefling sailor and adventurer, a Lore Bard with the most captivating of stories and a spirit dedicated wholly to wandering and discovering the world. She serves on the Blue Crane, the vessel Orina and her uncle often take for their overseas voyages, and the two women form a fast friendship.

It is Maevaris who first asks Orina the crucial question which she has always avoided asking: “What makes you happy?” and it is Maevaris who, over many starlit conversations, re-frames Orina’s worldview from a duty governed one to something more personally directed. Maevaris unwittingly becomes a mentor for Orina and when the young dwarf finally decides that life at sea is what would make her happy, she is very supportive. Maevaris advises running away, but Orina can’t completely shirk her duties and she returns home to seek her parents approval.

Neither Titus, nor Rica extend their approval, however, and they let Orina know, in no uncertain terms, that she would be disowned if she were to take the path she wishes to. Orina is deeply hurt by this and, for weeks, she struggles with her decision, all the while being peppered with reproaches from her two older brothers and once from her grandmother, Azalea Stormfist, an old, retired paladin, who has lost her sight in her old age, but wields no lesser influence on the family because of it. Behlen is silent on the matter and prefers to give his sister the cold shoulder.  

But her mind is ultimately made up and though she tries to find a solution that would make everyone happy she finally accepts that there is no such thing. She reiterates her desire to her parents and they again threaten disownment. But this time, her brother Herron is not content with just rebukes and he challenges his sister to an honor duel, in the sight of the Father of Battle. Hoping that this duel may appease her family, Orina accepts.

On the eve of battle, as she is preparing, Orina’s thoughts and prayers rise not towards Clangeddin Silverbeard, but towards Akadi, the Lady of the Winds. She pledges her soul to the wanderlust that is so dear to the Queen of Air and asks in return for the strength to  defeat her older brother in battle. There is only a gentle breeze to answer her, but the next day, as the fight is on and Orina can barely get a hit in through her brother’s relentless assault, she feels that gentle breeze again and the next thing she knows Herron’s axe connects only to find itself met with doubled force in thunder, throwing her brother back. It is then that she knows her Goddess is truly with her and Orina is more sure than she has ever been in her purpose. With Akadi’s aid, she wins the battle, but her parents are committed to their previous decision and though they let her go, they also strike her name from the family records. Orina accepts this and leaves her axe behind, never to pick one up again. She also shaves her beard, which had previously been a status symbol and vows that she would never use her last name again. The one memento she keeps: a loose stone out of the Stormfist walls that she places on a rope and hangs around her neck, so she remembers, as any dwarf should, her roots.

For winning the battle against Herron, her parents allow that her uncle Durin might escort her to port and from him, at least, she finds a bit of compassion. He does not approve of her decision, but he gives his love anyway.

At port she finds that in the weeks she was gone, Maevaris had acquired her own dream: to have a ship of her own. The Horned Viper is a small exploration vessel and Orina quickly gets accepted as part of her crew. She spends some of her happiest years on that ship, travelling the sea, discovering new places and, on occasion, helping adventurers or scholars with their own quests.

She is the second mate on the Viper and is initially tasked with taking care of the ship while the exploration party goes out, but as time goes by, she starts to step up more and eventually takes her own place on the exploration party. She also makes close friendships with the rest of the small crew: Rafael, the half elven arcane trickster and first mate, Renata, the human battlemaster  and navigator, and Ezikiel, the tiefling cook and steward, stand out.

It was during an exploration trip that things went south for the Viper’s crew. An elven scholar had hired the crew to help him reach an island where he thought a precious artifact could be found. Little did the crew realize, that the elven scholar was not what he appeared to be. He was actually an old enemy of Maevaris’ in disguise and the island he was leading them to was no home to an artifact, but a ritual site, carefully prepared for a mysterious and powerful spell.

When the exploration team reached the site, in a large cavern, the impostor put his plan in action and the spell hit home, sundering Maevaris’ spirit from her body and capturing in in a playing card (the Queen of Spades, to be specific). But the trapping of Mae’s spirit was not the only result of the ritual, as the massive power necessary for such a deed destabilized the cavern and no sooner had Maevaris’ body hit the ground that the cavern started to crumble on top of everyone.

Thanks to years of training enhancing her strength, Orina was able to snatch up her captain’s body and carry it out of the cavern and, in the chaos, Rafael was also able to steal the playing card from the impostor’s grasp. They managed to get back to the Viper in one piece and then set sail as soon as possible, putting as much distance between them and the fake scholar as they could.  

Rafael’s expertise in the arcane could reveal little about Mae’s condition. Her body seemed still alive, but in some sort of deep sleep that none could wake her from. Then and there they vowed that they would discover what afflicted their captain and cure her. It was decided that while most of the crew would be searching at sea and in the ports they could reach, someone should delve deeper inland for the knowledge needed. Considering her time with her uncle, on both trade and diplomatic tasks, Orina was chosen to be the one who would venture on land to find answers to this mystery.

[gatoncomic]

[patazasoficial]

Olor a orina de perro - ¿Cómo eliminarlo?

¡Pataza! Sabemos que una de las preocupaciones más grandes de todo dueño es saber cómo eliminar el olor a orina de sus mascotas de los lugares de la casa. Pero tranquilo, no estás solo. Así como tú lo sufres nosotros también y por eso hemos recopilado 3 tips poderosos y efectivos probados por nosotros que te dejarán asombrado. 

Pero antes que todo, es necesario hacerte saber algo. ¡Nunca debes regañar a tu mascota! Puede que creas que tu pataza es malcriado, pero en realidad siempre existe una razón detrás de su comportamiento. Debes establecerle un horario de salida para que pueda acostumbrarse a medida que va creciendo. 

Recuerda que llamarle la atención será en vano ya que no comprenderá porque un proceso tan natural puede ser algo malo. Sólo lo alarmarás más.

Patatip #1: Agua Oxigenada

Aunque no lo creas, este objeto tan común en el botiquín de primeros auxilios en casa podrá ser tu aliado #1 en cuanto se trate de quitar olores. Existen diversas maneras de utilizarlo:

1. Mezclado con Agua

Debes mezclar por parte iguales en un recipiente spray el agua oxigenada y el agua. Luego aplicar en el lugar a limpiar y dejar reposar durante 30 minutos para un mejor efecto. Luego retirar con un trapo y lavar con más agua. 

2. Mezclado con Bicarbonato de Sodio

Debes mezclar 2 cucharadas de agua oxigenada, 2 de bicarbonato y 1 de lavavajillas líquido. Debe ser un recipiente algo grande debido a la espuma que se formará. Cuando termines de mezclarlo se formará una pasta que debes esparcir en el lugar hasta formar una capa gruesa, dejándolo actuar durante una hora. Al igual que con el proceso anterior, retirar con un trapo y lavar con más agua. 

Patatip #2: Vinagre blanco

Lo genial de este producto es que posee propiedades desinfectantes que te ayudan a quitar el olor de manera natural. Por ello, puede ser utilizado para eliminar manchas u olores de orinas frescas o de antiguos regalos que te haya dejado tu mascota en tus alfombras y demás. 

Para aplicarlo debes poner en partes iguales el vinagre y agua caliente en un recipiente spray. Cuando lo apliques debes dejarlo por 20 minutos (no frotes para que no se impregne más) y al igual que con el paso anterior, retirar con un trapo y dejarlo secar por completo. 

Patatip adicional: Si deseas, puedes mezclarlo con el champú de tus mascotas para eliminar malos olores al momento del baño y ayudará como repelente para las garrapatas. Para saber otros tips más con el vinagre te dejamos la siguiente publicación. 

Patatip #3: Limón

Este es uno de los ingredientes más económicos y fáciles de conseguir, por lo que es nuestro aliado preferido al momento de limpiar. Además, te ayuda a eliminar las bacterias del lugar en donde lo apliques, no se puede pedir más ¡Económico y efectivo!.

Para aplicarlo debes mezclar 100 ml de jugo de limón, 2 cucharadas de bicarbonato y 50 ml de agua en un recipiente spray. Cuando lo apliques debes dejarlo actuar durante 30 minutos para un mejor efecto y, si el olor es muy fuerte, repite el proceso. 

¿Sabes qué es lo mejor? Que también funciona como solución para que tu pataza no vuelva a orinar en ese lugar, ya que normalmente los cítricos suelen ser olores tan fuertes que nuestras mascotas los detestan y se alejan. 

[arcanewonder]

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