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@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 7, 2026, 10:05 AM

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@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 6, 2026, 11:01 PM

In the beginning of _A Castrovel Adventure: Part 3_, Lady Vaeol puts a proposal to her flagmate and wifelove Erymi, unique to lashunta...

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Then I asked: ~O'stireori-nae yueve dasra ihasra?~ "Why must I love a wicked man?"

Erymi laughed and hugged me tightly. She answered it is Wifelykind’s selfsomeness to want a mighty man, even one wanton with many wives, forwhy, by owning him, a wife raises her stallworth, and also to bequeathe his mightiness to her children. Moreover, most wives haughtily believe they can tame such wildness. Then she shrove that, after first she met Oshis on their first warfare to the South (ere I went), he had ever proven lusty and miswillfull. Yet she had grown to love him anywise, had forlooked his many sporttides with other wives, and had forgiven his sins. She fully wared she cannot shift him, but maybe can drive him to better choices.

Then she swiveled to me and asked what I would wish. At her word, I quailed.

Though I had readied for this tide, fear overrode words down into my breast. Long I had thought on bridetide and the First Man I would choose, and more than only Oshis I had reckoned: Less for his goodness and unleastly to have blood-kinship with Remaue’s child, also Captain Dosuaesh for his masterful doughtiness and mild wisdom. Yet ever my mind harkened back to Oshis, my first otherspear and wickedly mighty for the reasons I have written above. Yet I had another, too, for he is the korasha who rides, and if I bear a korasha babe, I would love that he may ride as well.

I knelt, took Erymi’s hand, and beseeched that I would seek blood-kinship with her and her daughter. Erymi wept, smiled, and kissed me. Then she outspoke she could think of no higher worth than to become my childsister. We hugged and laughingly wept together.

@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 6, 2026, 10:53 PM

In the beginning of _A Castrovel Adventure: Part 3_, Lady Vaeol, with Erymi's collusion, sets Oshis up for an accounting with Sievae and her son, even while she comes to terms with her own feelings...

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Today I got leave to head to our flaghold, and not only for myself, but Tae, Less, Remaue, and Oshis also. Oshis dolefully had ended his thewdom under Vosaeth, and I had Erymi’s stark bid to bring him. So we set from from and fared along the island’s shore.

Needless to say, all but Oshis already knew what awaited on our reachship. When we rode up to the holdtree, out came Erymi holding her daughter Tesine. Then came Sievae leading her son’s hand. I watched Oshis’s face while this happened, and bewitted his mirth dim.

Erymi came down, leading Sievae and her son, and greeted her manmate staidly. She bade he should speak with Sievae. She left him with a kiss and bade him afterward find her. Then we others followed her into the tree, leaving Oshis and Sievae below.

Tightly passed the next belltide while all recked their speech, with sometimes shouts and sobs. For Remaue’s and my share, we had had little enough time together, owing to the Motorae lately ended, until now. So after we got packs stowed, happily we lay together abed while Lanaryel crawled between and did little but mindshare. Remaue witted something heavy weighed me and let thoughts follow loose flow. Bywardly, she and the babe slumbered.

I rose and strolled to the main deck, and there found Erymi sitting within her cot and holding her sleeping daughter. I witted Oshis and Sievae were walking within the meadow, upkeeping their speech, which I atook from Erymi’s look as good token. At her welcome I sat, put arms over, and kissed her. For a long tide I merely held her.

Then I asked: ~O'stireori-nae yueve dasra ihasra?~ "Why must I love a wicked man?"

@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 6, 2026, 10:16 PM

...I fully realize this style if usually associated with elves, but given #Castrovel 's megadendra rainforests and the advantages of living above the ground, would it be worthwhile?

@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 6, 2026, 10:16 PM

Lashunta Architectural Inspiration
Gorrem (deviantart)

Could lashunta grow a tree to fit this model?

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@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 6, 2026, 4:37 PM

In the beginning of _A Castrovel Adventure: Part 3_, Vaeol says farewell to Lady Vosaeth, though not before sealing their bond in an ancient Retaea ritual...

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Lady Vosaeth and her host yesterday took Son’s leave and went northward, back to the wide Retaea their homeland. The whole Matronhood and Citadel gathered to witness Lady-Mother blessing their farewell. As gift, my mother bestowed a sheer blueglass mead vat full two cubits tall and wrought with handles shapen like Korasha warriors, and a set of matching cups. Lady Vosaeth named it a queenly gift and swore herself under our dearth, and not merely after this gift but the true guesthood we had bestowed, both here and at war. If Son ever need an ally, she forespoke her clan and good word to all clans else, and that she shall speak of Son’s giftfulness at the Blighttide Clanmoot.

Then Vosaeth called me forth and thanked my leadership in the Formian Warfare. Somewhat ashamedly I took her praise from my friendship, wisdom, and furthermore my love. Then she asked leave to name me sister, which is a worship seldom given beyond the Retaea Clans. Meekly I yaysaid, and we kissed.

Then laughingly the reaverwife outspoke that, since she is hereby my elder sister, she would bestow rede, and furthermore as wife to maiden in the Retaea wise. I answered that, since from history I understand we are all rootsomely Retaea, I would do so gladly. This brought laughter from all, even my sisters.

Vosaeth said that, though she is the Thief-Queens’ afterbear, her counsel stems from the elder Warrior-Queens, whose blood we share. She read I should ward honor and truth, which she had already witted in my mettle, and that I should be unafraid to take many lovers, though of manloves to take wisely and no more than than one a yeartide, so that I may match children to fathers (which made me blush tearfully). Then again she kissed me and quoth that in me she beholds the Warrior-Queens' blood reborn, but even better, which brought a yell from my fellow outriders and my household, who already knew my nickname. We swore sisterhood, and all danced a cheer.

@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 6, 2026, 10:22 AM

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@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 6, 2026, 10:21 AM

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@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 5, 2026, 10:06 AM

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@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 5, 2026, 10:04 AM

ARTICLE Thoughts on Part 6, Chapter 8 - Lashunta Family & Ancestry: ‘We Don’t Do Nuclear’

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@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 7:02 PM

Lashunta Inspirational Pic of the Week
Oliver Odmark

The lashunta fought the Moqeva to extinction 20,000 years ago. Yet what if some moqeva found a way not only to survive, but also to thrive?

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@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 4, 2026, 5:12 PM

In the beginning of _A Castrovel: Part 3_, Lady Vaeol tells Erymi (Oshis's wifemate) of Sievae and her child...

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I and reached the hold-tree by fore-eve, when I rode Ess into the underyard, and hailed the tree. Erymi shortly outcame onto the deck. Soon as we neared, she bewared something wrong.

I told I had found Sievae and her child homeless on the streetyard. To Erymi’s lief, her first ask was whether they hailed well, which I yaysaid. I then asked what we should rightly do for them. Erymi weightily answered that she kenned Sievae, had deemed her a good warrior, forwhy she had ridden under Erymi, and owned her no ill will. Erymi had known Oshis had loved her, though also with other men. Against that deed, Sievae had beseeched Oshis to stand as her fathermate. He had withheld, which had made the hefty strife between. I outspoke Sievae’s boy looked cannily like Oshis, and could readily believe him Oshis’s son.

Erymi took this news evenly. She said that, if the child is Oshis’s, then he owns a shirkless dearth. I read her while she reckoned, and then leaned forward and kissed her. Soon as our minds touched, I beheld her worry: not only Oshis’s likely behavior, but also the heedful happendom that two other wives now in the city both bear her manmate’s children. The thought overwhelmed her. I gave her some while, and then spoke that, whatever she choose, I will uphold. She shortly sobbed and hugged me near. Then she spoke she would come tomorrow to the city and meet Sievae.

@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 3, 2026, 1:27 PM

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@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 3, 2026, 1:10 PM

In the beginning of _A Castrovel Adventure: Part 3_, Lady Vaeol runs into her former comrade Sievae, where some news comes to light...

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Earlier today, I came through the Harbor-Farthing, I behappened through a lane where I witted a damaya sitting against a wall. She had a tawdry bag set aside and held a child. Something utterly ruthful bestruck me of their steadship, and I wondered they were homeless. I slowed stride, bethinking I might behold their plight.

Right then the wife looked upward. I knew her face: Sievae, who had been bowrider under my first sith. She had left after our homecome from El and Qabarat, foreguessably to her kindred, and also bechild. Ere thought, I knelt and took her hand. She blinked shakenly, and then wept while she bowed over my hand. We tangled antennae.

Brokenly amid sobs, I got her tale. After her firdhood’s end, Sievae had gone to her kindred. Yet their ties had misdrawn, in no small share forwhy her mother had misliked Sievae bearing home a babe without a fathermate to work their farm. After a dreadful strife Sievae had left. She had chosen not to seek a farmhold lot forwhy she fits unwell to the livelihood, and so had wandered to the freeholds north of the City, though there found only hardship. So she had come to the City, begging milk from farmholds they betrod along the way, in hope of finding groomhood.

I again beheld her as the bowrider who had followed my first reeveship. Then I looked at the child, a small but spry boy with dun skin and bold eyes, and witted Oshis’s likeness.

@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 3, 2026, 11:47 AM

ARTICLE - Shelae & Damye: A Lashunta Play

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@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 2, 2026, 9:54 AM

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@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 1, 2026, 11:44 PM

Mid-Week Lashunta Inspiration
Nils Hamm

A battle readies. Yet ere the korasha sally to prove their worth, what else would be more natural than a damaya's blessing? Is she a matron? A priest?

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@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 1, 2026, 10:11 PM

In the beginning of _A Castrovel Adventure: Part 3_, Lady Vaeol realized that peacetime also has challenges...

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Today I met with Lady-Captain and Captain Dosauesh, who wished to overtalk fetchbid logs for the upcoming year. I halted at this forethought and asked that we offhold until the New Year, whereto they yaysaid.

Lady-Captain then upbrought another thought: now that I am homecome, do I wish to stay as flagmaiden? At once I answered yes. She atook, but then asked whether I had thought to how I will uphold my house. She added that, while the Citadel will keep sharing my housemates’ food-dole, Flagwives are forelooked to share their underlings’ fee, and a wantsome flagwife brings no more wealth. I forespoke to reckon this thing and give answer straightaway.

Flustered and rather aloss, I went to Lady-Mother’s hall. Over noonmeal I beseeched to speak and somewhat ashamedly outlaid my riddle. She listened forbearingly, and then laughed. She had foreseen this likelihood and had made some forestock. She then brought forth a deedwrit, which I read as a dole for five hundred elindro a year. She told this is the last share of Grandmother Efadi’s bequest, which she had held for my heed. Unmuch, sundrily matched at what my sisters needed to start their livelihoods among the Matronhood. Yet it will stand me worthily. Overwhelmed, I thanked and kissed her. Frankly, I had owned no thought there was even anything left of my grandmother’s bequest, for I had erstwhilely understood it all had been uptaken by my sisters. I wonder what my mother must have done to overtide it.

@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 1, 2026, 10:22 AM

In the beginning of _A Castrovel Adventure: Part 3_, Lady Vaeol finally reunites with her wifemate Remaue, and someone new...

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Remaue sat right beyond the roof, where a thinspot in the leafwhelve inlet skylight. She gazed down at a small shape nestled on her brest: a chubby bronze face and blue hair swaddled in a silk, suckling from her heavy bosom. If she witted my income, she showed not, all her mindfulness aimed at the darling held near. So overwought I became that breathlessly I stumbled on the top step, trying to speak thoughtlessly.

While I stammered, a mind touched mine. It was Remaue’s, only else, a mighty sheen almost lightlike that warmed my heart lovingly.

I fell to the deck and wept.

Remaue spoke aloud: ~E Lanaryel~ - “This is Lanaryel,” she greeted. At once I understood the nameroot: from Queen Lanare, who had founded Elder Son’s empire and had built the palace whose wreckstead even today overlooks our city. Recking Remaue’s own queenlike selfness, it is a mighty name and fitting. I had ere been with my sisters' babes and had felt their mind’s strength, matched with blithe openness to all about. Yet Lanaryel’s self-strength staggered me. Maybe she owns a trueborn soulseer knack. Maybe she aimed on me from her shared yestermind with Remaue, forwhy she kenned me and her mother’s love at first moot. How truly I know not. I can merely tell that this fresh newborn welcomed and folded me in sheer love.

Beside Remaue I knelt and looked down at this small wonder feeding from her body: her child from Less, who I gathered had already bewoldered in his giftmoot, who would be blood-kin to Tae’s child still unborn. I reminded our tears when I had left for the warfare, and Remaue’s stark face upon the wharf while our boat left harbor, her belly already swelling with the small one she here held. My heart quailed under shame that I had ever left her.

@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 1, 2026, 10:04 AM

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