#ritakka

[thyminee]

Ritakka

[tinderbox210]

AU, in which the Chief decides, in order to make the clans grow closer together and understand each other better, members of each tribe are sent to live and learn from one of the other clans. Ritakka from the Lowland clan gets sent to Scarling Spear where she meets Yarra. At first, the two women don't get along but gradually start to respect each other and more.

[little-box-of-wonders]

Until we meet again...❤️

The wonderful @quiche-draws brought my favorite rare pair to life with her art once more! Fashav and Ritakka deserve all the soft smooches under the stars. 🥰❤️

Thank you again for doing this commission, Quiche!💕 I LOVE THEM💖💖💖

[tare-otome]

Portraits 4/?

Need to Know

Helping Talanah complete her Need to Know quest with her friend Amadis, we find the Carja Nessa with a new name and identity: Ritakka of the Lowland Tenakth... Them's the breaks, Amadis 😅

I part ways with Talanah but plan to meet her back at Barren Light.

One last hug between Sunhawk and her thrush before we set off on our own again. I love the look on Aloy's face in this scene heheh. An amicable emotion that is hard to succinctly describe. I hope we see Talanah again~🥹😭

[gynmeda]

Talanah - Need to know 5 - The Rot pt2

there's a fight to win !

I screen so much that time passes by and it's night already xD

After taking the machine down, let's free the prisonners..

Amadis asks them about Nessa right away..

And there we meet "Ritakka"

[Tbc]

[forbiddenwestern]

I wish after “need to know” when Talanah leaves heartbroken about that man Aloy goes to Ritakka like 👉👈 hiii soooo after you reclaim your prison do you wanna go get some blood bread or sumn? bc that’s what I’D do

[foibles-fables]

bury these old knives [horizon, ritakka/atekka]

Horizon series, rated T, 2K words

 “I will never display baseless valor. Any mark on my body, I want to have earned through blood and brawl.” A seething beat, and then: “And not worn as someone living a falsehood, weighed down by shame. Earned as myself. Only myself.” “So you have.” Drifting close to her ear, Atekka’s voice disarms her, breaking low through the agitated clamor. The shift in proximity brings on a shiver that has nothing to do with the balm. “And so you are, Ritakka.”

Ritakka earns new ink after her squad returns from their scouting expedition to the Burning Shores. Renewed doubt comes to the surface.

Written for the Everyone Loves Aloy Discord server Rare Pair Roundup!

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[goldmolamola]

one of the devotee outposts on the northern part of the burning shores map looks like it used to be a desert tenakth outpost - and wouldn’t you know it, there’s a datapoint - Ritakka was sent by Chief Hekarro via Commander Atekka to check out the Burning Shores to see if the Clan Lands could be extended:

Transcript:

Primary Expedition Log

Burning Shores - Scanned Glyphs

Scroll

A lengthy scroll of parchment lined with glyphs, written in a hasty hand.

When Commander Atekka ordered my squad on a scouting mission to the Burning Shores, I had my doubts. Was this a death sentence in disguise? Exile?

Fashav, sensing my unease, took me aside and let me in on the truth: the mission came from Chief Hekarro himself. The Chief wants a detailed account of the region and whether it can be claimed to expand the Clan Lands. As one of only two in the tribe capable of writing such intel, I’ve found myself uniquely positioned to lead this mission.

We reached the Burning Shores after a long and arduous journey south. The archipelago instantly called to mind the Isle of Spires - broken ruins reaching to the sky while crumbling structures jut out from the ground - but that is where the similarities end.

Machines prowl the jagged landscape. The air is thick and tainted by smoke, while our scouts speak of rivers of fire beyond our camp. Curiously, there are no signs of other tribes. We may very well be the first to set foot in this wild land. If anyone has come before us, they certainly did not last.

While there is a strange, lingering beauty to this place, the ruins will be impossible to fortify against the machines with anything less than an enormous force - more than the Chief would be willing to spare, if rumors of a renegade Marshal recruiting an army in the desert are to be believed.

It’s clear there is nothing for us here. In the morning, I’ll give word for us to move out and return to the Lowlands. Let the machines have this forsaken place.

-Ritakka