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@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 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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@lashunta.bsky.social Oct 1, 2026, 12:37 AM

In the beginning of _A Castrovel Adventure: Part 3_, Lady Vaeol seeks Remaue while Vosaeth and Erymi finally meet and contemplate their shared fathermate...

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When we reached the main deck, Erymi came forth, and with her Tesine her daughter, who is five years old, and by her behavior I reckoned already well into her Fierce Fives. She broke her mother’s hold and ran straight to us newcomers. I picked her up, and soon as her mind linked with mine, she kenned me. Then blithely she headed to Vosaeth and kissed her, who weepily begladdened.

I first caught tightness between Erymi and Vosaeth, though I reckon little Tesine’s atakenness softened it. Warily I took back the girl and gave her to her mother, reckoning we must acknowledge Erymi’s stallworth as Oshis’s sworn wifemate. Vosaeth likewise took clue and hailed Erymi. She then asked forgiveness, first for hithercoming unforecalled, and moreover forwhy she had leavelessly used Erymi’s manmate. She added she had long wished to meet the wifemate who owned the faith of so mighty a warrior as Oshis, and sorely wished to meet his kin. Then she knelt and asked what dearth Erymi would becrave.

For a breathtide Erymi stood wordless. Then she answered she would claim no dearth, but rather, the two wives should gather. She then bade Vosaeth stand, whereafter in trend Erymi knelt and kissed the reaverwife's belly. Then she foreyeilded Vosaeth tea. Together they sat at the tea hearth.

The two wives' moottide left me with Tae and Less, who smiled. Less upcame, took my hands, and kissed them, his antennae shuddering mirth. Then he nodded to the upper-limb bower that Remaue had once set as ours. ~Malle~ - “She waits,” he outthought softly.

@lashunta.bsky.social Sep 30, 2026, 11:28 PM

Guess What Day it Is?
Castrovel Woodsy Wednesday
Artist: Noell S. Osvald

What is worshiped here?
Alternately, what is being born here?

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@lashunta.bsky.social Sep 30, 2026, 10:00 PM

In the beginning of _A Castrovel Adventure: Part 3_, Lady Vosaeth, as a guest of Vaeol's mother, shares some good news...

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Lady-Mother led us three to her house, along with my sisters and the higher matrons. She welcomed Lady Vosaeth and gave the City’s guesthood, and then spoke she understood we stand in Vosaeth’s dearth after her help and good rede while in the South.

Vosaeth kissed my hand and answered the dearth was well paid, for Son had already given a gift beyond reckoning. When my mother asked, Vosaeth answered she is bechild from a Son warrior. I reckon I should not be forecaught, for all the lovesport she and Oshis had dallied since Qabarat like monkeys. Still, I flushed from shame, or so I thought, though even now I am unsure why. Now reckoning back while I write, it almost feels jealousy.

Wiselessly, Vosaeth’s news was taken with great cheer. Lady-Mother called for bubblemead, and we drank to her health. Lady Vosaeth shall stay some while as our guest, which doubtlessly shall help build the elder but worrisome ties that bind Son and the Retaea Clans.

Thereafter, Istae and I hosted Vosaeth to the Citadel (though with my mother’s strong word I should bring both her and me back sure and swiftly) where we afterlooked our warriors. We found almost had already fled, whether to kin’s and sweethearts dearness or the city’s idleness. We merely met our underreeves, who forbore watch in hope of their own soon freedom.

Vosaeth and I shared a thought while we clasped hands. At her nod, I told Oshis that, before he leave for our flaghold, he should wait on Vosaeth’s word. When his antennae twitched askingly, she giggled and told that all his hard work had gained well. Then she shrove her bechildness. Gleefully, I watched him stand speechless. Then he laughed. Oshis knelt and kissed her belly while the others cheered.

@lashunta.bsky.social Sep 30, 2026, 10:20 AM

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