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<blockquote data-quote="Altalazar" data-source="post: 2868497" data-attributes="member: 939"><p>Book III</p><p></p><p> Kamakawiwo – Chapter Fourteen – Tiki Magic</p><p></p><p> Over the next few weeks, I enjoyed many beautiful sunsets and N’Gausiki fruits with my Kuuipo. I told her about my adventures and she told me about her Obadhai religion and her mentor, Mistress MaeNae, who lived at the Shrine of the Oracle up on the slopes of Mauna Mauna. </p><p> I showed her all of the many coins I had been paid from our previous adventure, coins that seemed to multiply each time I saw Akowa-ke. I had no idea what to do with so many coins. I had all that I needed. A sturdy tiki-stick, my coral vestment of protection, and my frying pan. Akowa-Ke suggested I add a bit of magic to my tiki stick, to better persuade bullies on the errors of their ways. I talked to our blacksmith, but found that even with all of my shiny coins, I did not have enough for her to sprinkle magic upon it. Akowa-Ke graciously offered to add coins of his own to make up the difference. I was and am in his debt. It made it easy for me to deal with newfound coins. Now they just go to Akowa-Ke. Though he did suggest I improve my protection as well. I will have a hard time giving up my coral shell – it took many moons to grow and it fits me so well. Wearing a hot vestment of metal seems so unnatural, but if it is what is required to face the bullies of our island, I will wear it with a smile. But that is not something I have to worry about just yet. </p><p> After a short while, my tiki-trunk was returned to me, a new sheen on it from the workings of magic. Or so I imagined. It felt good to have it back in my hands. I showed it to my Kuuipo. I did not show her another little surprise I had been working on, but I would very soon! I hoped to see her smile light up my day like the sun lights up the slopes of Pele at the crisp early dawn. </p><p> </p><p> Kamakawiwo – Chapter Fifteen – Dark storms, bright spirits!</p><p></p><p> A storm brewed, a storm that was not normal, filling the sky with grey clouds that seemed to dull the normally brightly colored landscape of flowers, fruits, and birds. But it did not darken or dull my spirits. With each passing moment of darkness, my smile brightened upon the many patrons at our inn who came in from the grey to see the light of good friends and warm smiles. </p><p> Just in time for the occasion, I unveiled my new creation, a drink of rum and fruit spirits, fresh fruit mixed in, served in a cup shaped like the slopes of Pele and stirred with a tiny replica of my very own tiki stick, made by my hands in idle moments, and sent as a keepsake home to the happy reveler, so that when he or she meets the next dawn, there is a reminder of my warm smile and their even warmer tummy from my fruit spirits. I called the drink the Kamakawiwo, and it seemed to go down well. </p><p></p><p> Kamakawiwo – Chapter Sixteen – MaeNae asks and we go</p><p></p><p> The storm continued, the sky darkened, but my smile continued as well. Not even the shaking of the ground of 'Ola'i naueue dampened my mood, though it did shake many a cup of Kamakawiwo. And it actually brightened my mood when it brought Pale, my Kuuipo, to my side, to inform me that her Mistress, MaeNae, was both pleased with our efforts against the bullies of Kalo and also in need of our further services. She led us up the mountain paths to the Shrine of the Oracle, where MaeNae met us and thanked us with more coin and warm words. As we walked, I presented my Kuuipo with my surprise – a holy symbol of her Akua, Obadhai, carved from native woods by my own hand. Her warm smile was all the coin I needed in payment, and I felt obliged to offer her change, had I had any to speak of. Her topic of conversation immediately changed to become dominated by her new present, and I basked in the delight. I also asked her about what I needed to do to properly worship her Akua, and found that it involved many small steps over a full day, steps I wished to take immediately, but my pilialoha’s insisted we complete the task set out for us first. </p><p> For MaeNae had informed us that another band of anti-bullying friends met with her in recent weeks before setting out on a quest to rid the mountain of bullies. They had not returned, and she had grown worried as the days grew to a week. She explained that there were bully-goblins in the area. I was shocked. I thought that I had sent off the bully-goblin to educate his mates. Apparently it will require me to try again, but I will do so with a smile. I will never give up on bullies. If only the right person doesn’t give up, there would be no more bullies. And I had my improved, magical tiki-stick now for their encouragement. Akowa-Ke suggested I use it to kill all of one sex, but I could not fathom what he meant by way of education. </p><p> We all agreed to help MaeNae, me most enthusiastically of all, for I wished to stop the bullies and please my Kuuipo’s mistress. My Kuuipo stayed behind, where it was safe, and we went off on the trail of the fledgling adventurers. </p><p></p><p> Kamakawiwo – Chapter Seventeen – Bully Statutes and Shrieking Birds</p><p></p><p> It did not take long on the path for us to find an unusual find. Amongst the ferns and bright, ripening fruit that lined our way, we found five small statues of stone shaped like goblin-bullies some thirty paces from the well-trod path. Akowa-Ke speculated that they were once living bullies, now stoned by magic, but he did not say how such a wondrous thing was possible. I felt saddened by the path that must have led to their downfall. If only they had heard from the goblin-prophet I had let go previously about the error of the bully way, perhaps they would be with their families now. But perhaps their stone forms could act as a monument against bullies everywhere. I think we’ll need to come back to them when our task is done. </p><p> The path soon led to cliffs, above us on the right, below us on the left, winding between upper and lower ledges lined with green, ripe plants and tall, lush trees. I did my best to keep moving despite the allure of the ripening Bakua fruits up in the tall trees. Fortunately, our path should take us past them again when our task is complete. While gazing at a particularly juicy-looking bakua, I noticed something in the sky buzzing down toward us, an ugly hag-bully, likely ostracized incessantly despite her skyward twin’s similar visage. They both flew down past us, swinging clubs as they went past. I tried my best to bat them from the sky with my tiki-stick, but the magic must not have fully set for my swings were wide of the mark. </p><p> After several such passes, arrows and bolts fired into their bully-bodies by my pilialoha’s, they flew to the edge of the lower cliffs and first one and the other began to sing in a shrill, ugly voice. At first I found the singing of one beyond repulsive, but then the other began to sing and I could not help but walk out of the path to the ledge. As I neared the drop off, I hesitated, but could not move away. Damn those bullies and their bully ways. I could do nothing but stand there and listen as she attempted to club me. My massive bulk reverberated with the tiny blows she dealt, barely making a mark on my girth, but annoying me greatly. Finally, Kai’Lei let forth a clap of thunder, ending the shrieking song in my ears and bringing me back to my senses. I quickly brought up my tiki-trunk and, with one broad motion, smashed the flying bully down from the sky into the rocks below, where she made a bright stain beneath the leafy conifer fruits. </p><p> Kai’Lei likewise downed her sister with an arrow of her own, and we returned to the path, pausing briefly to ponder the many large boulders that dotted the edge of the cliffs. </p><p></p><p> Kamakwiwo – Chapter Eighteen – Cliff-borne metal doors to mysteries beyond</p><p></p><p> Our path ended with large, rusty metal doors leading into the cliffs ahead of us. They appeared very impressive, but sad, because they looked to have been abandoned for so long. Perhaps bullies drove them away, like they drove away my makua kane. We cautiously entered, finding a large, damp room shrouded in darkness. My smile brightened it up quickly, or perhaps it was the magics placed on my tiki stick by Kai’Lei that did that. </p><p> Stairs led down into the room, which had four doors, two on each wall, one of which was marked with a warning not to enter. </p><p> The first door led to a pile of debris that seemed to move. Sensing bully-danger, I quickly charged in, smashing four large centipedes to pulp with my magic tiki-stick as my pilialoha’s dealt with the rest. </p><p>The second door held vermin of a different sort, slowly consuming the body of some unfortunate visitor from long ago. It also held a chest of ancient lineage, holding treasures long since lost. My smiling tiki illuminated it all for my pilialoha’s to see and for Akowa-Ke to carefully open, though he did complain of a sharp needle in his finger. At his request, I picked up the large chest and added its weight to the many fruits and strips of bacon I carried. </p><p> The third door led to a giant, empty carcass of a beetle, picked clean by vermin. We found the vermin beyond yet another door there, many rats, many squeaks, whom we quickly silenced, until but a handful of the monstrously large rodents survived. Hiapo Pua chose to parley with his new furry friends, offering then shiny new coins of copper in exchange for their dirty old coins of platinum, which they happily accepted. </p><p> Further doors led from there, leading to further mysteries beyond. I stopped and ate a large, luscious, juicy bite of one of my bakua fruits and wondered what bullies lay behind them.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Altalazar, post: 2868497, member: 939"] Book III Kamakawiwo – Chapter Fourteen – Tiki Magic Over the next few weeks, I enjoyed many beautiful sunsets and N’Gausiki fruits with my Kuuipo. I told her about my adventures and she told me about her Obadhai religion and her mentor, Mistress MaeNae, who lived at the Shrine of the Oracle up on the slopes of Mauna Mauna. I showed her all of the many coins I had been paid from our previous adventure, coins that seemed to multiply each time I saw Akowa-ke. I had no idea what to do with so many coins. I had all that I needed. A sturdy tiki-stick, my coral vestment of protection, and my frying pan. Akowa-Ke suggested I add a bit of magic to my tiki stick, to better persuade bullies on the errors of their ways. I talked to our blacksmith, but found that even with all of my shiny coins, I did not have enough for her to sprinkle magic upon it. Akowa-Ke graciously offered to add coins of his own to make up the difference. I was and am in his debt. It made it easy for me to deal with newfound coins. Now they just go to Akowa-Ke. Though he did suggest I improve my protection as well. I will have a hard time giving up my coral shell – it took many moons to grow and it fits me so well. Wearing a hot vestment of metal seems so unnatural, but if it is what is required to face the bullies of our island, I will wear it with a smile. But that is not something I have to worry about just yet. After a short while, my tiki-trunk was returned to me, a new sheen on it from the workings of magic. Or so I imagined. It felt good to have it back in my hands. I showed it to my Kuuipo. I did not show her another little surprise I had been working on, but I would very soon! I hoped to see her smile light up my day like the sun lights up the slopes of Pele at the crisp early dawn. Kamakawiwo – Chapter Fifteen – Dark storms, bright spirits! A storm brewed, a storm that was not normal, filling the sky with grey clouds that seemed to dull the normally brightly colored landscape of flowers, fruits, and birds. But it did not darken or dull my spirits. With each passing moment of darkness, my smile brightened upon the many patrons at our inn who came in from the grey to see the light of good friends and warm smiles. Just in time for the occasion, I unveiled my new creation, a drink of rum and fruit spirits, fresh fruit mixed in, served in a cup shaped like the slopes of Pele and stirred with a tiny replica of my very own tiki stick, made by my hands in idle moments, and sent as a keepsake home to the happy reveler, so that when he or she meets the next dawn, there is a reminder of my warm smile and their even warmer tummy from my fruit spirits. I called the drink the Kamakawiwo, and it seemed to go down well. Kamakawiwo – Chapter Sixteen – MaeNae asks and we go The storm continued, the sky darkened, but my smile continued as well. Not even the shaking of the ground of 'Ola'i naueue dampened my mood, though it did shake many a cup of Kamakawiwo. And it actually brightened my mood when it brought Pale, my Kuuipo, to my side, to inform me that her Mistress, MaeNae, was both pleased with our efforts against the bullies of Kalo and also in need of our further services. She led us up the mountain paths to the Shrine of the Oracle, where MaeNae met us and thanked us with more coin and warm words. As we walked, I presented my Kuuipo with my surprise – a holy symbol of her Akua, Obadhai, carved from native woods by my own hand. Her warm smile was all the coin I needed in payment, and I felt obliged to offer her change, had I had any to speak of. Her topic of conversation immediately changed to become dominated by her new present, and I basked in the delight. I also asked her about what I needed to do to properly worship her Akua, and found that it involved many small steps over a full day, steps I wished to take immediately, but my pilialoha’s insisted we complete the task set out for us first. For MaeNae had informed us that another band of anti-bullying friends met with her in recent weeks before setting out on a quest to rid the mountain of bullies. They had not returned, and she had grown worried as the days grew to a week. She explained that there were bully-goblins in the area. I was shocked. I thought that I had sent off the bully-goblin to educate his mates. Apparently it will require me to try again, but I will do so with a smile. I will never give up on bullies. If only the right person doesn’t give up, there would be no more bullies. And I had my improved, magical tiki-stick now for their encouragement. Akowa-Ke suggested I use it to kill all of one sex, but I could not fathom what he meant by way of education. We all agreed to help MaeNae, me most enthusiastically of all, for I wished to stop the bullies and please my Kuuipo’s mistress. My Kuuipo stayed behind, where it was safe, and we went off on the trail of the fledgling adventurers. Kamakawiwo – Chapter Seventeen – Bully Statutes and Shrieking Birds It did not take long on the path for us to find an unusual find. Amongst the ferns and bright, ripening fruit that lined our way, we found five small statues of stone shaped like goblin-bullies some thirty paces from the well-trod path. Akowa-Ke speculated that they were once living bullies, now stoned by magic, but he did not say how such a wondrous thing was possible. I felt saddened by the path that must have led to their downfall. If only they had heard from the goblin-prophet I had let go previously about the error of the bully way, perhaps they would be with their families now. But perhaps their stone forms could act as a monument against bullies everywhere. I think we’ll need to come back to them when our task is done. The path soon led to cliffs, above us on the right, below us on the left, winding between upper and lower ledges lined with green, ripe plants and tall, lush trees. I did my best to keep moving despite the allure of the ripening Bakua fruits up in the tall trees. Fortunately, our path should take us past them again when our task is complete. While gazing at a particularly juicy-looking bakua, I noticed something in the sky buzzing down toward us, an ugly hag-bully, likely ostracized incessantly despite her skyward twin’s similar visage. They both flew down past us, swinging clubs as they went past. I tried my best to bat them from the sky with my tiki-stick, but the magic must not have fully set for my swings were wide of the mark. After several such passes, arrows and bolts fired into their bully-bodies by my pilialoha’s, they flew to the edge of the lower cliffs and first one and the other began to sing in a shrill, ugly voice. At first I found the singing of one beyond repulsive, but then the other began to sing and I could not help but walk out of the path to the ledge. As I neared the drop off, I hesitated, but could not move away. Damn those bullies and their bully ways. I could do nothing but stand there and listen as she attempted to club me. My massive bulk reverberated with the tiny blows she dealt, barely making a mark on my girth, but annoying me greatly. Finally, Kai’Lei let forth a clap of thunder, ending the shrieking song in my ears and bringing me back to my senses. I quickly brought up my tiki-trunk and, with one broad motion, smashed the flying bully down from the sky into the rocks below, where she made a bright stain beneath the leafy conifer fruits. Kai’Lei likewise downed her sister with an arrow of her own, and we returned to the path, pausing briefly to ponder the many large boulders that dotted the edge of the cliffs. Kamakwiwo – Chapter Eighteen – Cliff-borne metal doors to mysteries beyond Our path ended with large, rusty metal doors leading into the cliffs ahead of us. They appeared very impressive, but sad, because they looked to have been abandoned for so long. Perhaps bullies drove them away, like they drove away my makua kane. We cautiously entered, finding a large, damp room shrouded in darkness. My smile brightened it up quickly, or perhaps it was the magics placed on my tiki stick by Kai’Lei that did that. Stairs led down into the room, which had four doors, two on each wall, one of which was marked with a warning not to enter. The first door led to a pile of debris that seemed to move. Sensing bully-danger, I quickly charged in, smashing four large centipedes to pulp with my magic tiki-stick as my pilialoha’s dealt with the rest. The second door held vermin of a different sort, slowly consuming the body of some unfortunate visitor from long ago. It also held a chest of ancient lineage, holding treasures long since lost. My smiling tiki illuminated it all for my pilialoha’s to see and for Akowa-Ke to carefully open, though he did complain of a sharp needle in his finger. At his request, I picked up the large chest and added its weight to the many fruits and strips of bacon I carried. The third door led to a giant, empty carcass of a beetle, picked clean by vermin. We found the vermin beyond yet another door there, many rats, many squeaks, whom we quickly silenced, until but a handful of the monstrously large rodents survived. Hiapo Pua chose to parley with his new furry friends, offering then shiny new coins of copper in exchange for their dirty old coins of platinum, which they happily accepted. Further doors led from there, leading to further mysteries beyond. I stopped and ate a large, luscious, juicy bite of one of my bakua fruits and wondered what bullies lay behind them. [/QUOTE]
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