And so it goes....
Exhausted from lack of sleep, endless chores, training, chanting magical formulae and ceremony after ceremony, the Rangers stumble back into camp, often unable to talk or eat, to fall into deep dreamless sleeps, only to be woken at dawn for the next round of trials.
Half way through the six weeks, just before the shaman apprenticeship ceremony,
Henal and
Tarnessh appear bloodied but proud. They've been on a raid deep into the Zebra Grazing with a bunch of other braves. In their possession six zebras, two captured by
Tarnessh, the others by
Henal. The celebrations are short but sweet, with much kumiss consumed and boasts continuing for many hours....
Then it's Shaman time, each brave walking the path being led into the desert for their secret rites of wind, sun and darkness. Perhaps effected by his recent raid
Tarnessh stumbles through his ceremony but like his four companions passes at the end.
Cloud Walker, shaman of Thunder Bird, can be heard for days afterwards saying that he has never seen an apprentice such as
Henal Longgrass, mentioning that the spirits were practically throwing themselves at his feet.
Salen, Ohanzee and Melock pass without any trouble, walking the walk and talking the talk....
Hoskar, busy like the rest still finds time to trade amongst the people of both clans, clinching deals and making contacts.
Armour is made, lances fixed with
Kobal happy with the work, provided for by his wealthy family, he even manages to straighten the ancient Bronze sword and is gifted a fine lizard skin scabbard by his Grandfather. At the same time
Melock takes delivery of his Leaping bear skin puppets, which he amuses the children of the clan at every opportunity.
Thanks to the many ceremonies every brave gets to sing and play their instruments, practise their various languages and lore.
All can't help but notice that
Amara is missing for much of the six weeks as the young warrior is coached by her two Vingan mentors, preparing her for her upcoming initiation.
At last it's over and the Rangers find themselves sat about the bachelor's fire on the night before Godsday, Movement Week. Tomorrow will be their day of departure, heading West to scout the way to the far off Zola Fel river. Scattered about are their supplies and equipment...Hopefully everything they will need on the trip.
Long Grass has joined them, ready to answer any last minute questions....