Katharine of Tiria(A/N, I made up this Fief, its near Persoplis), an eleven-year old tomboy had finally convicinced her father that she should be allowed to become a page, after all, Keldry of Midlean would be getting her shield soon, so why couldn't she try to do the same? She was good at riding and weapons. Though it did take a year to wear her father down. She took her favorite horse, Moonbeam, a silvery white mare, for a victory ride. The stable boy, Ali, a Bazhir, recongized her bouncy mood.
"You finally wore your father down, yes?"
"Uh huh, and now I'm going out for a victory ride to the oasis, come find me if I'm not back for dinner." she grabbed a bow and a pack full of arrows. She quickly tacked Moonbeam and mounted.
"Did you use any of your Gift to help you?" he knew she could be very mischievious.
"No, unless my being stubborn counts."
She was practically beaming. She had a shot at being a knight, before she left she really needed to train some more, she knew that the pages at the palace must be at least twice as skilled as her, if the stories were true. She had learned to trust the Bazhir, and their stories. Soon she was already half way to the oasis, and cursing herself because she forgot something to cover her hair, her dark hair heated up as if it were in an oven. "You're lucky, you don't get so hot." she rubbed the mare's neck and nudged her into a gallop. Tiria was a new barony, being instated after King Jonathan became king and leader of the Bazhir. Soon enough they were at the oasis, and Katharine tended to Moonbeam and led her to drink, before jumping in herself. The coming year would certainly be exciting. Her pale blue eyes, that were surprising because of her dark hair and dark complexion, where sparkling. "I can't wait."
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"You finally wore your father down, yes?"
"Uh huh, and now I'm going out for a victory ride to the oasis, come find me if I'm not back for dinner." she grabbed a bow and a pack full of arrows. She quickly tacked Moonbeam and mounted.
"Did you use any of your Gift to help you?" he knew she could be very mischievious.
"No, unless my being stubborn counts."
She was practically beaming. She had a shot at being a knight, before she left she really needed to train some more, she knew that the pages at the palace must be at least twice as skilled as her, if the stories were true. She had learned to trust the Bazhir, and their stories. Soon she was already half way to the oasis, and cursing herself because she forgot something to cover her hair, her dark hair heated up as if it were in an oven. "You're lucky, you don't get so hot." she rubbed the mare's neck and nudged her into a gallop. Tiria was a new barony, being instated after King Jonathan became king and leader of the Bazhir. Soon enough they were at the oasis, and Katharine tended to Moonbeam and led her to drink, before jumping in herself. The coming year would certainly be exciting. Her pale blue eyes, that were surprising because of her dark hair and dark complexion, where sparkling. "I can't wait."
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