Tamora Pierce owns the entire universe of this story, all the characters,
the world they live on and the very air they use to sustain life. Only the
vague plot and dialog I have attributed to TP's characters in this tale
belongs to me. I freely give my permission for Tamora Pierce to use any or
all of the plot/story/dialog/concept if she so desires in any way she
desires.
Anyone has my permission to use anything from this and my other story in any way they want. So have at it, expand, add, enhance, just think if you can write a fan fiction based on a story that has a copyright why not a fan fiction based on a fan fiction. So tale spinners, spin on.
Blame all lousy spelling and grammar on the California Education System. Thank the Lord for spell checkers.
Remember, when you read this I am using the same spell as Tamora, I'm writing in Imperial and the magic spell is enabling you to read in your native tongue. So some of you are seeing miles, feet and inches and some are seeing Kilometers, meters and centimeters. And moon cycles are translated into years, months, weeks, days, etc. Also the numbering system is translated from the logical base 12 system to the count on the fingers and toes stupid base 10. You're going to have to go to your math teachers to find out how to do it because I don't know. (Evil laugh)
Chapter 17
"So what did you do with them?" Briar asked.
Daja, Tris and Briar were at a table in BOOKS, Circle Four had closed a little earlier and the common room was full of brown clad staff and UPS runners having dinner and discussing the proposition of going to Green Acres. Daja and Briar were holding cups of tea and Tris was writing on several pieces of parchment.
"We discussed what they wanted in the way of training, then I took them to Rodine, his studio offers training in painting on canvas and plaster, sculpture, casting in bronze, if it is art he teaches it."
"I have rented them rooms in a inn near the studio and set up a drawing account at the money exchange. I took them to the school and introduced them to the students who are also taking training in art."
"They will never again be whipped, as I was, for wanting to do." She whispered.
"You were whipped!"
"Yes I was whipped by my family for wanting to do. My mother told me 'Traders Trade, They don't Do.' I think that they would have declared me tangshi if they could have seen me in Frostpine's forge. And I have no doubt that Mklanglo and Lenirdo were whipped for wasting time drawing."
"I have been thinking ever since the cousins showed up, I'm afraid that I have opened Panfora's Puzzle Cube and let out a entity that can not be contained again. The word will spread through the White and Blue trader clans that there is a place here for lugsha, once that becomes common knowledge I will be seeing more of them. So I think I will find a large house to buy, here in town near Art Alley and Craft Lane, and set it up as a rooming house for the Lugsha. They will all have a room, a common kitchen, some funds, and all the amenities of life."
"That can get expensive for you."
"I'm going to ask everyone who comes for training to help support the Lugsha Training Center first by helping to train the new ones, and when they are out on their own and earning a living, help support it financially. In a few years it should be self supporting."
"I now intend to make Third Ship Kisubo infamous as a blended clan of traders that DO."
A silence fell in the room except the scratching of a quill on parchment.
Briar and Daja looked down the table at Tris.
Trisana was busily writing a long list.
"What are you doing Tris?"
"Making a list, checking it twice."
"A list of what?"
"A list of the trades that we will need to bring Green Acres back. Pretty much all ones you listed in the talk in Circle Four plus some others."
"Others?"
"Yep, a cobbler, a leather worker for saddle and harness repair, a beekeeper and some of Evvy's cats."
"What is the other list?"
"A list of things that we will need."
"That is going to be a long list."
"Long! I have read shorter books."
"Sandry, Tris and I talked to the Duke and he is going to start sending some of the surplus from his storage areas to Green Acres. Some odds and ends of furniture and basic food supplies."
"How about clothing and bedding for everyone?"
"On the list, I was thinking of keeping the UPS brown for a house color, we have them and when the new owners show up they will have to supply new livery in their house colors, at their expense."
"Good idea," said Daja, "where is Sandry?"
"She had to go to the Citadel after we left the school."
Briar put his elbows on the table and his head in his hands,
"You realize," he said, "this is just about going to shut us down for producing items for Circle Four."
"No it is not." Stated Tris.
"Come on Tris, you know what her duties at the Citadel had done to Sandry's time, she has little time to weave these days."
"Yes I know, but Sandry is helping to rule Emelan, not a Baron's estate, and we are not going to be ruling it we are restoring it."
"It is not our job to fix everything, our job is to show the young people who are going with us how to do the job and then get out of their way."
"Daja is not going to stand at a forge day and night creating or repairing every thing at the estate, she is going to be doing for her students what Frostpine did for her. She is going to teach and supervise, her students will not have metal magic, but a good blacksmith does not really need it. Come to think of it, what about Frostpine's assistant, Kirel, is he ready to go out on his own? He could teach and supervise the forge and get experience of his own and with a good recommendation from the duke when it is time to move on. That would free up Daja a great deal for her special work."
"You, Briar, are not going to exhaust yourself and your magic growing things for the nobles to come, you are going to be teaching the trainees to be gardeners and yardmen. The ins and outs of a irrigation system. They are going to do the work, they are eager to do the work, they just need to be pointed in the right direction, supervised and encouraged." "I am going to supervise the cleanup and repair of the manor, and other buildings on the estate, luckily there is an experienced head houseman and head cook, so I will have help in that. Most of my time will probably be spent in record keeping, who, what, why, how much, etc."
"Sounds good to me." Briar said and Daja nodded. "However, while we are in charge, I am going to insist on this."
The two girls looked at him.
"We are not going to take these youngsters out there and force them into our idea of what they should be, the trainees will get to try anything they want to turn a hand to. We are not going to say you are a maid and will be a maid for the rest of your life and your children will be maids and servants. A large part of the group that we are taking out there have already started to get specialized training, but if someone changes his or her mind they will be able to try some other area of work."
"This is not an established manor with everyone's position carved in stone, this will be a training manor until the new owners take over."
"What about the farms?" Daja asked.
"I have a lot of ideas I would like to try but they are not short term solutions so we will have to go with the traditional methods, although we will go into crop rotation and contour plowing with the farmers when the come to check out the farms."
"Contour plowing?"
"Yes, some of the farms have low hills, it you plow a furrow up and down the slope the rains will was wash the soil away, if you plow around the hill the water will not erode the land. In effect you are creating miniature terraces to catch the water."
"It is getting late, time to sleep on it." Tris commented as she put the stopper in the ink and cleaned her quill, standing she slid the papers into a pile and put the bottle on top to act as a paperweight.
"I'm for bed."
The three of them rinsed out their cups and the teakettle Tris picked up her lists and they left through the back door to the stable.
On the carriage ride out to the Citadel, Daja asked, "What is first on the list?"
She had to speak up a little because Briar was driving from the front seat while she and Tris were riding like Nobility in the back seat.
Briar spoke over his shoulder, "A wagon load of cleaning supplies, mops, brooms, buckets, soap, rags, and people to wield them."
"And sheets, blankets, mattresses, pillows, we are going to have to clean the barracks, and make them habitable before we bring a army out there." Tris added.
"Plus cooks, kitchen helpers and cooking utensils to get the kitchens set up also." Daja added.
"We will talk to the Duke in the morning." Briar said.
A silence fell, all that was heard was the creak of the carriage and the sound of the horses hoofs.
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A/N When I reached the section where I needed to know the name of Frostpine's assistant I went back to the Circle of Magic novels.
While thumbing through Sandry's Book where I knew I would find the name of Kirel I stumbled across the section where Daja was remembering being whipped. The following is almost a direct quote from the novel I changed a few words but the essence is there.
My mother told me "Traders Trade, They don't Do." I think that they would have declared me tangshi if they could have seen me in Frostpine's forge.
This alters my entire concept of the Trader culture, the are worse bigots that the KKK, just think a individual can be declared OUTCAST, UNCLEAN, CURSED, NAMELESS if they just pick up a stick to whittle a toy for a child. This means that Daja is still tangshi because she is lugsha.
Lugsha is not a name for a trader craftsman it a term for a outsider who makes items that are traded for.
I don't think that Tamora Pierce had fully thought out the ramifications of that section of the book. If she had I don't think that Polyam could ever bring herself to be Daja's friend unless she is a Miracle of tolerance. This not educating children this is child abuse and brainwashing. These are not clans they are cults in the worst sense of the word.
This knocks the foundations out from the section of my story where First Ship comes to visit and every thing that follows about the traders.
I like my version better.
Anyone has my permission to use anything from this and my other story in any way they want. So have at it, expand, add, enhance, just think if you can write a fan fiction based on a story that has a copyright why not a fan fiction based on a fan fiction. So tale spinners, spin on.
Blame all lousy spelling and grammar on the California Education System. Thank the Lord for spell checkers.
Remember, when you read this I am using the same spell as Tamora, I'm writing in Imperial and the magic spell is enabling you to read in your native tongue. So some of you are seeing miles, feet and inches and some are seeing Kilometers, meters and centimeters. And moon cycles are translated into years, months, weeks, days, etc. Also the numbering system is translated from the logical base 12 system to the count on the fingers and toes stupid base 10. You're going to have to go to your math teachers to find out how to do it because I don't know. (Evil laugh)
Chapter 17
"So what did you do with them?" Briar asked.
Daja, Tris and Briar were at a table in BOOKS, Circle Four had closed a little earlier and the common room was full of brown clad staff and UPS runners having dinner and discussing the proposition of going to Green Acres. Daja and Briar were holding cups of tea and Tris was writing on several pieces of parchment.
"We discussed what they wanted in the way of training, then I took them to Rodine, his studio offers training in painting on canvas and plaster, sculpture, casting in bronze, if it is art he teaches it."
"I have rented them rooms in a inn near the studio and set up a drawing account at the money exchange. I took them to the school and introduced them to the students who are also taking training in art."
"They will never again be whipped, as I was, for wanting to do." She whispered.
"You were whipped!"
"Yes I was whipped by my family for wanting to do. My mother told me 'Traders Trade, They don't Do.' I think that they would have declared me tangshi if they could have seen me in Frostpine's forge. And I have no doubt that Mklanglo and Lenirdo were whipped for wasting time drawing."
"I have been thinking ever since the cousins showed up, I'm afraid that I have opened Panfora's Puzzle Cube and let out a entity that can not be contained again. The word will spread through the White and Blue trader clans that there is a place here for lugsha, once that becomes common knowledge I will be seeing more of them. So I think I will find a large house to buy, here in town near Art Alley and Craft Lane, and set it up as a rooming house for the Lugsha. They will all have a room, a common kitchen, some funds, and all the amenities of life."
"That can get expensive for you."
"I'm going to ask everyone who comes for training to help support the Lugsha Training Center first by helping to train the new ones, and when they are out on their own and earning a living, help support it financially. In a few years it should be self supporting."
"I now intend to make Third Ship Kisubo infamous as a blended clan of traders that DO."
A silence fell in the room except the scratching of a quill on parchment.
Briar and Daja looked down the table at Tris.
Trisana was busily writing a long list.
"What are you doing Tris?"
"Making a list, checking it twice."
"A list of what?"
"A list of the trades that we will need to bring Green Acres back. Pretty much all ones you listed in the talk in Circle Four plus some others."
"Others?"
"Yep, a cobbler, a leather worker for saddle and harness repair, a beekeeper and some of Evvy's cats."
"What is the other list?"
"A list of things that we will need."
"That is going to be a long list."
"Long! I have read shorter books."
"Sandry, Tris and I talked to the Duke and he is going to start sending some of the surplus from his storage areas to Green Acres. Some odds and ends of furniture and basic food supplies."
"How about clothing and bedding for everyone?"
"On the list, I was thinking of keeping the UPS brown for a house color, we have them and when the new owners show up they will have to supply new livery in their house colors, at their expense."
"Good idea," said Daja, "where is Sandry?"
"She had to go to the Citadel after we left the school."
Briar put his elbows on the table and his head in his hands,
"You realize," he said, "this is just about going to shut us down for producing items for Circle Four."
"No it is not." Stated Tris.
"Come on Tris, you know what her duties at the Citadel had done to Sandry's time, she has little time to weave these days."
"Yes I know, but Sandry is helping to rule Emelan, not a Baron's estate, and we are not going to be ruling it we are restoring it."
"It is not our job to fix everything, our job is to show the young people who are going with us how to do the job and then get out of their way."
"Daja is not going to stand at a forge day and night creating or repairing every thing at the estate, she is going to be doing for her students what Frostpine did for her. She is going to teach and supervise, her students will not have metal magic, but a good blacksmith does not really need it. Come to think of it, what about Frostpine's assistant, Kirel, is he ready to go out on his own? He could teach and supervise the forge and get experience of his own and with a good recommendation from the duke when it is time to move on. That would free up Daja a great deal for her special work."
"You, Briar, are not going to exhaust yourself and your magic growing things for the nobles to come, you are going to be teaching the trainees to be gardeners and yardmen. The ins and outs of a irrigation system. They are going to do the work, they are eager to do the work, they just need to be pointed in the right direction, supervised and encouraged." "I am going to supervise the cleanup and repair of the manor, and other buildings on the estate, luckily there is an experienced head houseman and head cook, so I will have help in that. Most of my time will probably be spent in record keeping, who, what, why, how much, etc."
"Sounds good to me." Briar said and Daja nodded. "However, while we are in charge, I am going to insist on this."
The two girls looked at him.
"We are not going to take these youngsters out there and force them into our idea of what they should be, the trainees will get to try anything they want to turn a hand to. We are not going to say you are a maid and will be a maid for the rest of your life and your children will be maids and servants. A large part of the group that we are taking out there have already started to get specialized training, but if someone changes his or her mind they will be able to try some other area of work."
"This is not an established manor with everyone's position carved in stone, this will be a training manor until the new owners take over."
"What about the farms?" Daja asked.
"I have a lot of ideas I would like to try but they are not short term solutions so we will have to go with the traditional methods, although we will go into crop rotation and contour plowing with the farmers when the come to check out the farms."
"Contour plowing?"
"Yes, some of the farms have low hills, it you plow a furrow up and down the slope the rains will was wash the soil away, if you plow around the hill the water will not erode the land. In effect you are creating miniature terraces to catch the water."
"It is getting late, time to sleep on it." Tris commented as she put the stopper in the ink and cleaned her quill, standing she slid the papers into a pile and put the bottle on top to act as a paperweight.
"I'm for bed."
The three of them rinsed out their cups and the teakettle Tris picked up her lists and they left through the back door to the stable.
On the carriage ride out to the Citadel, Daja asked, "What is first on the list?"
She had to speak up a little because Briar was driving from the front seat while she and Tris were riding like Nobility in the back seat.
Briar spoke over his shoulder, "A wagon load of cleaning supplies, mops, brooms, buckets, soap, rags, and people to wield them."
"And sheets, blankets, mattresses, pillows, we are going to have to clean the barracks, and make them habitable before we bring a army out there." Tris added.
"Plus cooks, kitchen helpers and cooking utensils to get the kitchens set up also." Daja added.
"We will talk to the Duke in the morning." Briar said.
A silence fell, all that was heard was the creak of the carriage and the sound of the horses hoofs.
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A/N When I reached the section where I needed to know the name of Frostpine's assistant I went back to the Circle of Magic novels.
While thumbing through Sandry's Book where I knew I would find the name of Kirel I stumbled across the section where Daja was remembering being whipped. The following is almost a direct quote from the novel I changed a few words but the essence is there.
My mother told me "Traders Trade, They don't Do." I think that they would have declared me tangshi if they could have seen me in Frostpine's forge.
This alters my entire concept of the Trader culture, the are worse bigots that the KKK, just think a individual can be declared OUTCAST, UNCLEAN, CURSED, NAMELESS if they just pick up a stick to whittle a toy for a child. This means that Daja is still tangshi because she is lugsha.
Lugsha is not a name for a trader craftsman it a term for a outsider who makes items that are traded for.
I don't think that Tamora Pierce had fully thought out the ramifications of that section of the book. If she had I don't think that Polyam could ever bring herself to be Daja's friend unless she is a Miracle of tolerance. This not educating children this is child abuse and brainwashing. These are not clans they are cults in the worst sense of the word.
This knocks the foundations out from the section of my story where First Ship comes to visit and every thing that follows about the traders.
I like my version better.