#sect:jin

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                     —  INTRODUCING 金子安 JIN ZIAN  —                               nineteen.  inner disciple, jin clan.

[ HE ] who wields ACUPUNCTURE NEEDLES. skilled in NATURAL BEAUTY and HEALING. his ultimate desire? TO BECOME A STRONG HEALER WORTHY OF RESPECT.

He had been a sickly child. In the infirmary often. It took quite a while for his cultivation to develop because of this–which caused him to face quite a bit of scorn from his peers. However, it was in the infirmary that he found his passion in the art of healing. Something about how the Jin healers were able to harness their cultivation into such an important area that was outside of bloodshed, killing, vanity, or wealth drew him to it like a moth to a flame, and he soon found himself spending time with the healers asking questions, and begging to read the books, thristing, hungry to learn.

This hunger stayed with him—even as he was looked down on, even as he continued to become sick, even as his cultivation levels took longer to develop than his peers. But none of that matter—because his purpose was to the art of healing, and Zian was determined to gain respect through this, through an honourable discipline that allowed him to treat people’s ailments—just like the healers treated him.

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                     —  INTRODUCING 金紫玉 JIN ZIYU  —                            nineteen.  inner disciple, jin clan.

[ SHE ] who has her trusted SPIRITUAL DOG, XUELI. skilled in NATURAL BEAUTY and POISON RESISTANCE. her ultimate desire? TO AVENGE HER SISTER AND BRING HER FATHER TO JUSTICE.

The fresh, dew-addled grass tickled Ziyu’s skin, the cool night breeze caressing her cheeks. The meadow Ziyu currently lay in was small, peaceful, enveloped in its own little world. The girl released a pleased sigh as she felt a familiar sensation, tender and warm, stroke down her hair. Awareness slowly seeped into Ziyu’s sleep-addled mind, her eyes flying open in shock. Instead of lying on a cold, grassy field, she was propped on a soft lap. The woman met Ziyu’s disbelieving eyes with a gentle, fond smile.  

“What are you doing, sleeping out here so late?” She spoke, her comforting gestures continuing despite her chiding. “Don’t you know you will catch a cold?”

“I’m sorry,” Ziyu replied like a sheepish child with their hand caught in the candy jar. “I was running from something…”  

“Running? Did you have a nightmare?”

“I don’t remember…”  

“Don’t be scared, big sister is here. Tell me what’s wrong.”  

Ziyu felt like a baby again, protected and safe. Tears began to well in her eyes.

“I’m sorry…”  

Her sister’s doting smile never waned. “What are you apologizing for?”

“I’m sorry… I wasn’t able to protect you.”  

“Silly child. What’s gotten into you, babbling all this nonsense? Don’t you fret anymore. So long as big sister is here, you’ll be safe and sound…”  

Ziyu didn’t want this scene to end, but she could no longer resist the older woman’s expert ministrations. Her eyelids dropped heavily, not having felt this comforting presence for more than four years. Ziyu burrowed her cheek into her sister’s lap and willed this dream to never end.  

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                —  INTRODUCING 金志杨 JIN ZHIYANG  —                              thirty-five.  inner disciple, jin clan.

[ HE ] who wields RUHU and his trusted SECOND SWORD, TIANYI. skilled in SILVER TONGUE ( x2 ). his ultimate desire? FOR HIS PARENTS TO ACKNOWLEDGE HIM BY HIS TRUE NAME.

the sun rises at long last, warming the infinite land with its brilliant gold.  his chin tilts up to welcome the breeze.  a weightless smile stretches across his lips.  he looks beyond the steps that lead up to the throne, looks upon the thousands who bow before him.  his blood, however, does not course for those who peer up to him.  it never has.

he turns his back on his people and cranes his neck upward to acknowledge his father and mother, who perch proudly on their thrones, as they are rightfully entitled to.  his mother extends a hand in his direction.

“come sit, zhiming.”

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              —  INTRODUCING 趙绪丹 ZHAO XUDAN  —                            twenty-six.  outer disciple, jin clan.

[ SHE ] who wields her trusted DAGGER, LIANMIN. skilled in SILVER TONGUE and NATURAL BEAUTY. her ultimate desire? TO BECOME WEALTHY AND POWERFUL ONCE MORE.

she sits atop, on her golden little pile and throne, with jewels and golden chains wrapped around her neck, shiny and heavy jewels sprawled across her lap and entire room. this is how it was always meant to be. her dress too was made of the finest crimson silk, paid by a sum that most could only dream of accumulating. this, this is what she’s always wished for with an ardent passion.

now she can finally be loved and adored, even respected once more and no one shall ever mention her father’s foolish ways of loosing his old wealth ; she too can carve her name in the stars. thanks to him, she was denied of the simplest pleasures, forced out of her home and to fend for herself. well, here she is now father, bathed in gold that you lost.

look at it all, the glitter and gleam, it’s hers now, all thanks to her silver tongue. they’ll all come to her, she knows that they will and anyone who had been foolish enough to laugh or call her a fool shall see her golden heart and how heavy it can be, and how easy it is to drown a man when he has gold in his pockets.

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                  —  INTRODUCING 金亦雪 JIN YIXUE  —                          twenty-four.  inner disciple, jin clan.

[ SHE ] who wields LUOHUA. skilled in NATURAL BEAUTY and WEALTH. her ultimate desire? TO ONE DAY BE FREE AND HAPPY.

yixue married for love. her husband a modest, loving, dependable man with his heart and head in the right place. she lives by a beautiful lake where lotus flowers grow and the water’s clear enough to watch the fish swim in their schools. before she gave birth to their first child she spent her days travelling with him, cultivating together and helping those in need. but now, as she sits by the window, her son cradled in her arms she smiles out over the clan disciples practising their sword skills, pleasantly content with her life. it’s a simple, but incredibly happy one, led by her love for her family and dedication to helping those less fortunate than herself.

when her son’s old enough she’ll head back out to cultivate once more with her husband. she feels free, despite not being able to leave her son for long - she’d have it no other way. each day she carries him through the long grass, the sun bathing them in warmth, and she sings to him. she shows him the flowers, and the animals that surround their home, and she tells him of the exciting life he’s going to lead.