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As Spring rolls into Summer in Tendaji it appears that something is not as it should be. In fact, strange and unpredictable weather is happening all across the world. Strong storms, bizarre heat waves, unheard of snow storms, floods, and other similar events are happening in all of the countries. Some are superstitious, seeing it as a warning of great evil, others blame the Dretch, some shrug it off as a freaky incident, and others ignore that it's even such an oddity.
However, one thing is certain - all the lands are dealing with these weird weather outbreaks in their own way. How are you handling matters? Do you try to help others, are you too focused on yourself, or do you want to try and find answers for the causes behind these recent events? Or did you get caught out in the disaster yourself and these are your memories of how you had to fight against the odds to get to safety?
However, one thing is certain - all the lands are dealing with these weird weather outbreaks in their own way. How are you handling matters? Do you try to help others, are you too focused on yourself, or do you want to try and find answers for the causes behind these recent events? Or did you get caught out in the disaster yourself and these are your memories of how you had to fight against the odds to get to safety?
Rhag'na stared out the window and groaned. That meant he was going to be spending another day sweating like a madman after his training with his grandfather. He enjoyed the workouts when the air was chilly and kept his body temperature down, but now this heat was just downright cruel. His grandfather had not eased up on their training harder, if anything Rhag'na felt that his old man had only increased how harsh he was. Yet, Rhag'na could not disapprove the facts. His body had grown and he'd built muscle he didn't even know he'd had. Even his sword wielding had gotten much, much better since his spars.
After a session with his grandfather, Rhag'na had headed off to find the river near by. As he walked on he watched what the heat was doing to the snow... Grass, he'd never thought he'd see this much grass in Zena. Even the waters now, as he stripped down and entered them were a lot warmer than usual. Still cold so Rhag'na did not waste time in there, he was in and out but kept his shirt off to joy a bit of the sun. Instead he played with the small dagger his grandfather had given him while leaning on a tree.
When he heard some rustling near by he narrowed his eyes. "Come out, I hear you." He yelled.
