Post by Chibiabos on Jun 20, 2011 11:14:39 GMT -7
Logfile from Hidden Nirvana.
Nishpaksha Lake
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Thanks to its position near the forest's edge, this lake has often been used as a central gathering point where creatures from different lands can gather on neutral ground. Of course, that doesn't mean that it hasn't been claimed from time to time, but such claims don't seem to last so they are the exception to the rule. It isn't a very big lake - most creatures would be able to hear another creature shout across it if they listened carefully - but it's fairly deep in the middle and stained a rich blue. At all times of the year it is cold; it's fed by a stream coming straight from the mountains to the north. Another stream leaves the lake and heads south into the rainforest. Grasses are the dominant plants around the lake, only broken by the occasional hardy bush and never by a tree. The grass continues to the north and east, stretching across the whole of the plains. To the east the lake becomes shallow, gradually turning into a marsh.
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Characters:
Shanipriya (M. Peafowl), Varsha (F. Nilgai)
Shanipriya has been out and around the jungle, looking for food. He's now had his fill of fruit, but begins to grow rather thirsty from the hot, humid weather. So he heads for the lake, or what is left of it, knowing this is one of the best sources of water during this season. He carefully steps out into the open, looking around for any signs of danger as he begins to walk toward the edge of the lake. Seeing that the coast is clear, he begins to drink, one beakful of water at a time.
Varsha is rather thirsty from the summer as well. Her namesake season is only a ways off, but Grishma is at its worst just before the monsoons finally arrive. She, too, heads to the lake, then notices a large bird out of the corner of her eye ...
Shanipriya stops drinking and looks around as he hears the sound of hooves coming toward the lake. He eyes the nilgai cow for a moment with a tilt of his little head. "Varsha? Is that you?" He asks in disbelief, surprised he even remembers the name after how long it's been since they have crossed paths.
Varsha tilts her head. "Shanipriya?" she asks, trying to remember if that was the peafowl's name she remembers. She walks slowly toward him, but keeps alert ears out in case a Ran Garjana or other unfriendly is about.
Shanipriya nods to Varsha, turning to the cow as she approaches. "That would be me, glad you remember me." He says warmly as he looks her over a bit. "How have you been? It has been a while."
Varsha flicks her ears. "The herd has been uneasy. Ran Garjana has been quiet ... and in a way, that's even worse than if they had been hunting our herd, as we do not know what they are up to," she says. "Utkrosh has been occasionally patrolling overhead, but she has no news, either ... and if she doesn't know, no one does," the cow laughs. "She is the most on top of things of anyone I know. She's worried about the lack of report on the Ran Garjana as well. Have you heard anything? she asks."
Shanipriya shakes his head and fluffs his feathers. "No, I have not, I have only heard of the lack of information. Maybe I'm paranoid, but I think they must be up to something, such quiet can't be good when it comes to such a violent group..."
Varsha nods. "The Monsoons are nearly upon us. Hopefully, that will ensure more quiet from them ... but they could just as easily take advantage of the storms to attack, as Utkrosh' masterful eyesight and vision would be obscured and she might not even be able to fly during fierce storms."
Shanipriya nods grimly and shakes his head again. "Yes, I can only imagine. I may not be as good a flier as Utkrosh, but I still live in the trees, and the monsoons can be rather frightening. Sometimes I feel like the tree I'm standing on will be ripped from the earth, or snapped in two. I can only imagine how it would be to attempt to fly in such weather..."
Varsha nods. "Utkrosh was crippled, for awhile, during the last monsoon season when she was trying to help that three-legged wolf. The storm caused her to hit a tree pretty hard ... she could not fly very well for awhile after that."
Shanipriya gives another grim nod. "She is lucky she wasn't killed. Birds don't have the most durable bodies. Our bones are lighter and more fragile."
Varsha nods. "She is ... incredibly resilient, incredibly tough, vigilant and stalwart. I have only known her a season or two, but its my understanding she was a veteran of a war against another clan of tigers, and her entire family was killed but she survived. Our herd was devastated by that clan, but ... that was before I myself was born, so I've only heard stories of that time."
Shanipriya nods, a look of awe showing in his eyes as Varsha goes on to describe what the golden eagle has been through. "Wow, that is certainly one tough eagle. I'm very glad that she is on our side. In fact, speaking of that, I don't think I can offer to be as useful as Utkrosh, but I would like to offically join Anekanta, if that would be allowed."
Varsha flicks her ears. "I don't think anyone would object to your staying with us ... but ... leadership is in dispute. The herd is kinda ... scattered ... which, with the ever-looming threat of Ran Garjana is bad," she snorts with worry.
Shanipriya nods. "That is bad... Well, I can at least offer an extra set of eyes to watch for danger, with a nice tree view no less." He says warmly with a stretch of his stubby wings.
Varsha nods. "Have you heard from Bhaskar or Bhata?" she asks. "Utkrosh hasn't seen much of the good tigers, either."
Shanipriya shakes his head again. "I'm afraid not. I did see Narian the other day though. This is starting to sound really bad. If Ran Garjana decides to attack, what will we do?"
Varsha bobs her head. She nibbles at some of the grass around the lake edge, the only grass that has any bit of greenness to it from the long, hot dry/hot season before taking a hearty drink. "I really like this lake," she says with a smile. "I'm tempted to go for a swim ... soo soothing and cool."
Shanipriya nods, looking out at the lake. "I don't know if I can swim, but I might join you by wading in a little bit, get a little wet. I'll pay for it later in having extra work preening, but I think your right, it would feel really good... Worth it, perhaps."
Varsha says, "You don't know if you can swim? I thought all birds floated." She steps into the cool, soothing water, and wades out until her hooves no longer touch bottom. "Ahhhh ..." she declares, partially in shock from the coolness and partly in relief from the heat.
Shanipriya shakes his head. "Well, I've never really tried. Birds that live in the water must have waterproof feathers, I, do not. I'm pretty sure the feathers that make my showy fan would be quite heavy soaking wet... so I figure if I get too wet, I will sink. I'm willing to try though if you promise not to let me drown." He says as he begins walking toward the lake, then stepping into the shallows.
Varsha stays near the large bird, her strong legs kicking hard to get her where she wants to go. She dunks her head under water momentarily to help cool the rest of herself off, and takes opportunistic drinks from the clear, fresh lakewater as well.
Shanipriya timidly makes his way further into the lake, now feeling the feathers on the underside of his body getting wet, and the cooling effect is already starting. "Ahh, wow, that does feel good."
Varsha stays near the large, colorful bird in case he starts to sink. "It sure does ... in a week or two, though, when the monsoons come ... it won't take long to miss the dry, hot days," she laughs.
Shanipriya nods and laughs. "Yes, very true. The first time I went through the monsoons, there were times when I thought I would never be dry again." He says as he carefully makes his way even deeper. The feathers of his long, folded train do start to get wet, but the loose feathers don't hold much water. The rest of his feathers do get wet too, as now his wings are underwater, as the water is up to the base of his neck. "Well, this is the most wet I've ever been, by far. Can't say I'm not a little nervous, but it feels divine."
Varsha has her fill of swimming, and swims herself to shore, slowly rising out. When she reaches shore, she shakes her sides, causing a shower of water to cast off of her coat. She begins licking herself, to draw out more of the excess water.
Shanipriya watches as Varsha leaves the lake, and that makes him more nervous to try this, but he's already this far in, so he feels like he can't just turn back now. With a push of his legs, he finds himself far enough into the lake where he can't touch the bottom as he starts kicking his feet. He doesn't sink, though he certainly doesn't float as well as a duck, and the train does make him a little back heavy. "Well, your right, I do float."
Varsha says, "See? Feels good, too. If I can float, you can float," she laughs.
Shanipriya nods as he swims around a bit, staying away from the really deep parts of the lake still, but seeming to be enjoying himself. "Well, I guess it makes sense. If I'm light enough to fly, why would I not float?" He ponders as he looks back at Varsha.
Varsha grazes hungrily on the grass on the shore, keeping an eye on her friend in case she needs to jump into the lake in a hurry. "So what have you been up to?" she asks.
Shanipriya decides he's had enough swimming himself now, and swims over to the shore of the lake and gets out, shaking vigorously to get as much water out of his feathers as possible. "Just staying out of trouble and living as best I can. You may be happy to know that I have kept to a fruit and nut only diet, even during these dry seasons when food gets harder to find, and it is tempting to just eat an unsuspecting lizard as it scurries past my feet."
Varsha says, "That is good, you would be expected to stick with that to join the herd. You mentioned you met with Narain? Has he seen anything interesting?"
Shanipriya shakes his head as he goes to begin preening his feathers. "Afraid not. We also spoke about how quiet Ran Garjana is, and how it could be a bad sign for things to come. He seems to share your thoughts there."
Varsha yawns a bit. "I forgot how vigorous swimming is," she says. "I think I will take a nap for a bit."
Shanipriya nods. "Alright, I will watch for trouble while I preen my feathers. That will be a while."
Nishpaksha Lake
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Thanks to its position near the forest's edge, this lake has often been used as a central gathering point where creatures from different lands can gather on neutral ground. Of course, that doesn't mean that it hasn't been claimed from time to time, but such claims don't seem to last so they are the exception to the rule. It isn't a very big lake - most creatures would be able to hear another creature shout across it if they listened carefully - but it's fairly deep in the middle and stained a rich blue. At all times of the year it is cold; it's fed by a stream coming straight from the mountains to the north. Another stream leaves the lake and heads south into the rainforest. Grasses are the dominant plants around the lake, only broken by the occasional hardy bush and never by a tree. The grass continues to the north and east, stretching across the whole of the plains. To the east the lake becomes shallow, gradually turning into a marsh.
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Characters:
Shanipriya (M. Peafowl), Varsha (F. Nilgai)
Shanipriya has been out and around the jungle, looking for food. He's now had his fill of fruit, but begins to grow rather thirsty from the hot, humid weather. So he heads for the lake, or what is left of it, knowing this is one of the best sources of water during this season. He carefully steps out into the open, looking around for any signs of danger as he begins to walk toward the edge of the lake. Seeing that the coast is clear, he begins to drink, one beakful of water at a time.
Varsha is rather thirsty from the summer as well. Her namesake season is only a ways off, but Grishma is at its worst just before the monsoons finally arrive. She, too, heads to the lake, then notices a large bird out of the corner of her eye ...
Shanipriya stops drinking and looks around as he hears the sound of hooves coming toward the lake. He eyes the nilgai cow for a moment with a tilt of his little head. "Varsha? Is that you?" He asks in disbelief, surprised he even remembers the name after how long it's been since they have crossed paths.
Varsha tilts her head. "Shanipriya?" she asks, trying to remember if that was the peafowl's name she remembers. She walks slowly toward him, but keeps alert ears out in case a Ran Garjana or other unfriendly is about.
Shanipriya nods to Varsha, turning to the cow as she approaches. "That would be me, glad you remember me." He says warmly as he looks her over a bit. "How have you been? It has been a while."
Varsha flicks her ears. "The herd has been uneasy. Ran Garjana has been quiet ... and in a way, that's even worse than if they had been hunting our herd, as we do not know what they are up to," she says. "Utkrosh has been occasionally patrolling overhead, but she has no news, either ... and if she doesn't know, no one does," the cow laughs. "She is the most on top of things of anyone I know. She's worried about the lack of report on the Ran Garjana as well. Have you heard anything? she asks."
Shanipriya shakes his head and fluffs his feathers. "No, I have not, I have only heard of the lack of information. Maybe I'm paranoid, but I think they must be up to something, such quiet can't be good when it comes to such a violent group..."
Varsha nods. "The Monsoons are nearly upon us. Hopefully, that will ensure more quiet from them ... but they could just as easily take advantage of the storms to attack, as Utkrosh' masterful eyesight and vision would be obscured and she might not even be able to fly during fierce storms."
Shanipriya nods grimly and shakes his head again. "Yes, I can only imagine. I may not be as good a flier as Utkrosh, but I still live in the trees, and the monsoons can be rather frightening. Sometimes I feel like the tree I'm standing on will be ripped from the earth, or snapped in two. I can only imagine how it would be to attempt to fly in such weather..."
Varsha nods. "Utkrosh was crippled, for awhile, during the last monsoon season when she was trying to help that three-legged wolf. The storm caused her to hit a tree pretty hard ... she could not fly very well for awhile after that."
Shanipriya gives another grim nod. "She is lucky she wasn't killed. Birds don't have the most durable bodies. Our bones are lighter and more fragile."
Varsha nods. "She is ... incredibly resilient, incredibly tough, vigilant and stalwart. I have only known her a season or two, but its my understanding she was a veteran of a war against another clan of tigers, and her entire family was killed but she survived. Our herd was devastated by that clan, but ... that was before I myself was born, so I've only heard stories of that time."
Shanipriya nods, a look of awe showing in his eyes as Varsha goes on to describe what the golden eagle has been through. "Wow, that is certainly one tough eagle. I'm very glad that she is on our side. In fact, speaking of that, I don't think I can offer to be as useful as Utkrosh, but I would like to offically join Anekanta, if that would be allowed."
Varsha flicks her ears. "I don't think anyone would object to your staying with us ... but ... leadership is in dispute. The herd is kinda ... scattered ... which, with the ever-looming threat of Ran Garjana is bad," she snorts with worry.
Shanipriya nods. "That is bad... Well, I can at least offer an extra set of eyes to watch for danger, with a nice tree view no less." He says warmly with a stretch of his stubby wings.
Varsha nods. "Have you heard from Bhaskar or Bhata?" she asks. "Utkrosh hasn't seen much of the good tigers, either."
Shanipriya shakes his head again. "I'm afraid not. I did see Narian the other day though. This is starting to sound really bad. If Ran Garjana decides to attack, what will we do?"
Varsha bobs her head. She nibbles at some of the grass around the lake edge, the only grass that has any bit of greenness to it from the long, hot dry/hot season before taking a hearty drink. "I really like this lake," she says with a smile. "I'm tempted to go for a swim ... soo soothing and cool."
Shanipriya nods, looking out at the lake. "I don't know if I can swim, but I might join you by wading in a little bit, get a little wet. I'll pay for it later in having extra work preening, but I think your right, it would feel really good... Worth it, perhaps."
Varsha says, "You don't know if you can swim? I thought all birds floated." She steps into the cool, soothing water, and wades out until her hooves no longer touch bottom. "Ahhhh ..." she declares, partially in shock from the coolness and partly in relief from the heat.
Shanipriya shakes his head. "Well, I've never really tried. Birds that live in the water must have waterproof feathers, I, do not. I'm pretty sure the feathers that make my showy fan would be quite heavy soaking wet... so I figure if I get too wet, I will sink. I'm willing to try though if you promise not to let me drown." He says as he begins walking toward the lake, then stepping into the shallows.
Varsha stays near the large bird, her strong legs kicking hard to get her where she wants to go. She dunks her head under water momentarily to help cool the rest of herself off, and takes opportunistic drinks from the clear, fresh lakewater as well.
Shanipriya timidly makes his way further into the lake, now feeling the feathers on the underside of his body getting wet, and the cooling effect is already starting. "Ahh, wow, that does feel good."
Varsha stays near the large, colorful bird in case he starts to sink. "It sure does ... in a week or two, though, when the monsoons come ... it won't take long to miss the dry, hot days," she laughs.
Shanipriya nods and laughs. "Yes, very true. The first time I went through the monsoons, there were times when I thought I would never be dry again." He says as he carefully makes his way even deeper. The feathers of his long, folded train do start to get wet, but the loose feathers don't hold much water. The rest of his feathers do get wet too, as now his wings are underwater, as the water is up to the base of his neck. "Well, this is the most wet I've ever been, by far. Can't say I'm not a little nervous, but it feels divine."
Varsha has her fill of swimming, and swims herself to shore, slowly rising out. When she reaches shore, she shakes her sides, causing a shower of water to cast off of her coat. She begins licking herself, to draw out more of the excess water.
Shanipriya watches as Varsha leaves the lake, and that makes him more nervous to try this, but he's already this far in, so he feels like he can't just turn back now. With a push of his legs, he finds himself far enough into the lake where he can't touch the bottom as he starts kicking his feet. He doesn't sink, though he certainly doesn't float as well as a duck, and the train does make him a little back heavy. "Well, your right, I do float."
Varsha says, "See? Feels good, too. If I can float, you can float," she laughs.
Shanipriya nods as he swims around a bit, staying away from the really deep parts of the lake still, but seeming to be enjoying himself. "Well, I guess it makes sense. If I'm light enough to fly, why would I not float?" He ponders as he looks back at Varsha.
Varsha grazes hungrily on the grass on the shore, keeping an eye on her friend in case she needs to jump into the lake in a hurry. "So what have you been up to?" she asks.
Shanipriya decides he's had enough swimming himself now, and swims over to the shore of the lake and gets out, shaking vigorously to get as much water out of his feathers as possible. "Just staying out of trouble and living as best I can. You may be happy to know that I have kept to a fruit and nut only diet, even during these dry seasons when food gets harder to find, and it is tempting to just eat an unsuspecting lizard as it scurries past my feet."
Varsha says, "That is good, you would be expected to stick with that to join the herd. You mentioned you met with Narain? Has he seen anything interesting?"
Shanipriya shakes his head as he goes to begin preening his feathers. "Afraid not. We also spoke about how quiet Ran Garjana is, and how it could be a bad sign for things to come. He seems to share your thoughts there."
Varsha yawns a bit. "I forgot how vigorous swimming is," she says. "I think I will take a nap for a bit."
Shanipriya nods. "Alright, I will watch for trouble while I preen my feathers. That will be a while."