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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 810134" data-attributes="member: 9255">UNDER A DARKSUN SEGMENT 042“Can’t Stay Here, Can’t Go Home”“Roturi went into town to father” thinks Mania over and over.  He met the bot only briefly the night before.  He was Keela’s personal slave at the villa.  He spoke to him, he was sure of it.  Maybe she was mistaken?  No.  He looked around the house for the boy and found no signs of him.  The boy’s travel poncho was missing, his travel papers were gone and one of the family’s kanks was gone.  The boy was indeed gone and from the looks of it, he left at the break of dawn.  So who was that he saw?Mania was fast coming to dislike the place.  He felt dirty here.  He didn’t feel like he could trust anything or anyone here.  He walked to the wind tower and decided to climb it.  The power of the harnessed wind would redirect the water collected into the rice fields. The rice growing here in this small plot was enough to feed all of the poor for a day.  Instead, it was collected to make wine.  Wine for the rich.  He covered his eyes trying to see the city.  A faint outline of the city walls was just evident at the horizon. “Jocasta….”After a few minutes of recollecting himself, he climbs down.  The temperature is nearing 130 already.  Even though he longs to see Jocasta’s warm smile and eyes he thinks again of Keela.  What was her game?  She is obviously attracted to him.  She seduced him.  She freed him.  She brought him out to the family’s private villa for the night.  They shared stories and laughter…..but nothing else.  His heart longed for Jocasta but he discovered something new.  Lust.  He wanted so badly to be with Keela.  So badly.  Was this a crazy game nobles played to heightened the experience?  His deep thought and mulling of his emotions are interrupted by a sound at the stables.He walked over, head down, uncertain of so much in his life.  “NO KEELA” came a sharp command.Mania moved over quickly expecting trouble.  It was the worst kind of all.  The parents with Roturi.“Mother!  I have done nothing wrong!  I have a guest over- nothing else.”“Don’t lie to us Keela!  You may be a templar but you are still my daughter.  Do not think I am unaware of your casual “guests” of the past.” The father is interrupted by the mother- “Do not threaten this grand opportunity before you!  You are a wife of Nibenay.  However- I am aware that he has not yet finished the wedding ceremony.  You and he have yet to” Now she is interrupted sharply by Keela  “MOTHER!  How dare you…”Mania knows he should leave but can not help himself.  The drama before him has captured his mind and curiosity.“Do you realize that if you not a virgin for your wedding night he will kill you and destroy us?!?  He will take away our lands and money.  He will place your brothers and sisters into slavery.  And for what?  So you can have a night of f-“MOTHER!” a noble’s son or two.”Her father speaks again as the mother tries to catch her breath for the next tirade.  “Noble’s son or two?!?  I here you are the most wanted girl at the Captured Jozal.  You flirt and tease any boy because you can.  But now I hear you are doing this with a commoner!”“He is no commoner father!”“He is a laborer for a tradehouse.  Not even a true trade house.  House of Blewes isn’t even a legit tradehouse.  They offer caravan services to other tradehouses.”“It’s not like that at all!”Mania suddenly jumps.  Roturi has walked up behind him.  “Sir, my master has asked for you to leave.”“I get the idea he doesn’t like me.”“It is nothing personal, it is business”Mania gets a sick feeling.  He will always hate that saying from now on.  “Business?”“I have said too much sir.  Be careful going home.  The roads can be dangerous, especially now.”Mania gives him a strange look.  The boy is trying to tell him something.  He is obligated by the owner/slave contract not to say anything.  “Alright…” He turns to walk away.  “By the way Roturi, thankyou for the water and fruit.”Roturi now gives him a look of confusion.  Thinking he has angered the man, he turns and leaves”“So this is all about another woman?!?”“Yes father.  She needed to be taught her place.  I used the boy to do this.”Both parents stop.  Their thoughts racing and calculating.  The father speaks first  “Are you done with the boy?”“Yes”“Good, I don’t think he will be able to come here any further.”    “Father…?”</blockquote>

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