Description: With shoulder-length black hair, brown eyes and a
naturally tanned complexion, Mirrim is perfectly equipped for a life of travelling
outdoors. However since she married and had children, the former travelling
bard has become a court musician. As eldest daughter in her family and now a
mother of two, Mirrim has adjusted to a life of caring and being prepared
for just about everything. She keeps track of appointments for just about
everyone in her extended family, frets when someone is late because she's
worried something has happened and always carries around a bag of
'necessities' going from snacks, water, handkerchiefs, first aid kit and
basic mending equipment. Mirrim hardly has time to spend by herself, but
when she does get a moment of peace she likes to read (or sleep).
Family: Married to Paul (m, 33) with 2 children: Ondine (f, 14) and Menos
(m, 15). Mirrim has 4 siblings: Laurence (m, 28), Nioi (f, 24), Rachelle (f,
21) and Werner (m, 20). She also has 2 cousins, children of her father's
surviving brother: Farain (m, 19) and Zion (f, 16).
Pets: Red Vulpa Scarlet (f) from Savannah
Drak: Ore Yifeel (f) from Savannah
Gruyzel called for the aspirants to
come to the deep caverns. Many followed as the castle that had struggled
over the past years now finally seemed to be on track again. People were
hopeful and this clutch, parented by the new rulers, was a beacon of
hope for the future.
Gruyzel led out her three draklings and Yukafe seemed to grow a size or
two as he stood beside her. The dark storm dam and the bright fire sire
were each other's opposites in colour but they worked well together.
"Thank you for coming." Gruyzel greeted the
assembled crowd, "I'll introduce my children and
then they will be allowed to meet everyone present."
She turned and ushered the three young draks forward.
"My daughter Yifeel." Gruyzel introduced
the dainty ore.
"My sons Wuelfe and Seelfe." she said,
pointing in turn to the desert and mud.
Gruyzel then took a step back and the three draklings started their
round through the room. They talked with those present, both aspirants
and those working at the Castle. Their mother had insisted they were
free to choose who they'd pair or even if they wanted to pair at all.
Regardless of which they chose, there would be a place for them.
Yifeel figured that a logical approach would be best. She could
eliminate a lot of people on sight. She carefully avoided those she
wasn't interested in and kept returning to a female musician from
Acicade. The woman was maybe older than was usual for an aspirant but
Yifeel liked her quiet, calm energy.
"I'll follow you to your home."
Trained by Marion and Forest Nahosdi
Knight & Diplomatic Training
Mirrim returned to Acicade Castle and found that the others
in her extended family were still waiting at various castles around Icarus.
Waiting to meet up would have to go on a little longer. The organised mother
resigned herself to writing more letters and tried to keep herself busy. And
that proved to be easy as a couple of days after her return she was
"Welcome back, Mirrim." Kharone said genially.
"It's good to be back. I didn't mind the plains but I missed the scent of
the forest." Mirrim replied.
"Especially now when early autumn is upon us." Kharone agreed.
"But you're not here for a casual chat." Mirrim prodded.
"No, I'm not." Kharone agreed with a small chuckle, "In fact I've come with
a proposition. We'd like you to take on creating a new armada for Acicade."
Mirrim frowned and opened her mouth to speak.
"Wait!" Kharone quickly interjected, "This wouldn't be a fighting armada. I
wouldn't ask that of any of your family unless they'd truly want to join one
of those. No, we just don't want to lose your family and all the
entertainment it brings. So we'd like to officially hire you to work as
ambassadors for Acicade Castle. You'd probably be asked to carry a message
or visitor on occasion. Maybe act as a replacement in our stead at times. Me
and Ryvon think you would do splendidly."
Kharone waited expectantly while Mirrim let the offer come through. Being in
an official armada would mean her family would be allowed some extra
privileges. And their draks would receive good care. It certainly was a
generous offer. But Mirrim wasn't born yesterday. She knew the leaders of
Acicade would also get something out of this so it wouldn't hurt to try and
get something extra out of the deal.
"I want to get final say in those extra jobs. If there's something that
doesn't sit right with me, I want to be able to refuse it."
"You'd think we'd asked you to join the Ninjas or something." Kharone
grinned, "But that's okay."
The High Princess looked rather smug so Mirrim feared she might not have
gone far enough in her request.
"I guess we'll have to wait and see." she told Yifeel.
"I think she meant it when she said she wanted to keep
your family around." the ore drak answered.
"How so?" Mirrim asked, she'd never really considered leaving Acicade
"You're the first one to understand the power of
music. It sways the hearts of people. It can incite rebellion as well as
subdue anger. Having an armada of musicians to sing the praises of Acicade
could be a real asset."
"I hope that's their plan." Mirrim smiled, "I wouldn't mind doing that....
although I can't control what music is composed by the others."
Yifeel joined the Sonata Armada at Acicade Castle
as High Knights
- Paul -