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2nd of Ashan 721

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2nd of Ashan 721


Kalortah began the class, by making the cadouri students begin going through their scales. Trying to get them to do so in unison, so that his ears weren't unduly offended was like herding cats... almost literally since half of them were cat-like in appearance, at least. But more than that, Kal had to content with the roughness of their voices.

Finally, he had them stop, and had to demonstrate the scales for them. Starting with a simple octave, one that even the least flexible vocal type could emulate. Then he led them through it, proceeding to take it one student at a time, for the sake of his own sanity. The lessons proceeded for a few breaks, during which Kalortah was relieved to see some marked improvement on the singers' part. They were getting somewhere, at least, even if Kal wasn't a great teacher, at least he could show them the right way to do things.

Nevertheless, the lesson did come to an end mercifully at the three break mark. The cacophony that assaulted Kalortah's ears for the past, oh, three breaks were coming to a close, as the poor ignorant Cadouri wore out their welcome. Through their terribly raw canting and shrill singing, they'd managed to wear Kalortah's patience to a razor's edge. He was done. This would be the last class he taught at this school if he had a say in it. And he surely did. He could not maintain his patience for such degradation of the art of Singing and bardic performance. While sure, there was a chance any one of them might come out of this a fine singer. Kalortah himself had not always been the magnificent vocalist that stood before packed audiences and won contest after contest, and award after award, entrancing everyone with his beautiful voice.

So he cleaned his palate by singing and listening to his own voice. With every inhale and exhale, he sang an old song in Lorien, about glorious avriel hunting prey animals. It soothed his soul to recall the noble savagery of his own people and bygone hunting arcs. This calmed him down considerably, but he was still pestered by the echo of the Cadouri's unskilled attempts at singing choral melodies.

Yet, he could not deal with this. He was in over his head. So as the Cadouri cleared the classroom, Kalortah sat at his desk, rubbing his temples, and accepting the papers that slid over his desk, as one of his assignments had come due. He remained to rub his temples for a few more moments before he realized there was a figure standing in front of him. He lifted his eyes to look and saw Stella, the cat-looking cadouri woman that was one of his favorite students. Not for her voice, of course, that was horrible by his standard, but her excellent grasp of lyricism and rhyme. He squinted at her, "What is it, Stella? Class is over."

"I was wondering, Mister Satravial, if you..." She stuttered for a moment, and then recovered, "If you would still like to take a look at my rhyme book? With all of my songs and syntax for constructing songs?"

Kalortah nodded, remembering his promise to his 'teacher's pet'. She was a good girl, and certainly deserved his time for the respect she showed to him. "Yes of course. Leave it with me? I'll give some feedback on the morrow."

She beamed happily, and then slinked out of the classroom, her tail bobbing in the air as she swept out into the halls of Saoire's Dream. Kalortah, meanwhile, looked at the book she'd left him. He sighed. Well, may as well make a profitable exercise of this. He took out his own songbook, the enchanted one he'd found in the Scholar's Nook, and readied himself to record what he saw in Stella's book if it was any good.

The pages, to his surprise, on Stella's book, were so neatly written, far better than his own penmanship. He felt a sudden pang of envy, but it passed as soon as it came. What did he care about penmanship anyways? He let his tongue do the speaking for him, not a feather and ink pot. That said, he took out his quill and ink pot and readied himself to record the first of the rhyming scheme that was recorded in her book.

Last edited by Kalortah on Sun Jun 20, 2021 10:50 am, edited 3 times in total. word count: 751
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After Stella exited the classroom, and he had the Minstrel's Songbook lined up next to the cadouri's little book, he flipped through the pages of the small journal. To his surprise, once again Stella did not disappoint with her writing. It was certainly better than his own penmanship and had a singular rhyming pattern that was quite pleasing. Words were divided into the number of syllables, letter composition, and sound. It was really good, in short.

He took a breath as he prepared to open the Minstrel's Songbook. It was often a bit of a trip to delve into that tome, but he thought he was ready. And if the pages got out of hand again, like they had when he'd discovered the songbook. Then it'd treated him to a bit of a cheesy tale about a pirate, who swashbuckled his way through a scene. It'd been rather low on the inspirational value but was entertaining enough at the time that he found it hard to tear his gaze from it.

Be that as it may, he had a task, to record Stella's rhyming scheme on his own songbook. So, as he threw open the pages to the Minstrel's Songbook, he touched the smaller book to it. Slowly, the same words and rhyming scheme began to record themselves onto the pages of the songbook. As if it were consuming, absorbing the words on the pages of Stella's book, without actually tearing off the pages. It was a boon when it came to casual plagiarism. Yet as he continued to pour the knowledge from Stella's book into his own, scenes began popping up from the pages of the book. Kalortah soon found himself treated to a strange and wondrous scene projected in his mind as he became absorbed in the scene that was presented to his mind.



The Starling, a famous burglar and thief stood on the rooftops of the city in the evening. On his back, a pack covered in starling feathers, his signature item from which he plucked a starling feather to leave as a calling card to any of his victims. The pack was overflowing with loot, yet light as a feather. A gift from his lord Delroth. He took a quick glance around the rooftops, observing the thief's highway. There were few paths for one unused to the Highway to take, but the Starling was a master at jumping from edge to edge. He could not be caught, he was the master. His feet were faster.

So he ran over the rooftops with a feather light gait, not making a sound or stumbling at all along the way, as he lugged his loot back to his Nest. The Starling leapt through the night, practically flying, for he had to go fast, or else risk the loot weighing him down. The pack that he bore, the Starling's Trove, could only maintain the featherweight of all the loot inside it for so long before it would weigh him down. So he had to go fast, before the enchantment ran out of magic.

The rooftops were lonely that night, deserted of all other burglars plying their trade, or crafty fugitives avoiding the guard who patrolled the streets. So The Starling had a clear path back to his Nest, on the outskirts of the richest quarters in the city.


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Kalortah continued viewing and reading the Minstrel's Songbook, slightly fascinated by the tale being told to him, and wondering where it might end up. He had a feeling this would be a moralizing story, but he didn't mind it. The action of bounding from rooftop to rooftop with a loot bag enchanted by Delroth was too engaging for him to resist. He stared with rapt attention into those animated pages:



Yet The Starling, for all if appeared abandoned on the rooftops, was not alone. A lone black cat stood on one of the rooftops, lost and astray. Its voice making a cacophonous refrain on the night air, and irritating the Starling's concentration as he bounded over the gaps between roofs, up the incline, and over the terracotta tiles that sheltered the richer townhouses. Where the cat's mewling and singing and straining its voice may be coming from, he couldn't quite tell. He tried straining his ears toward the source of the animal's voice, but the more he did so, the less confident he was of its source. The voice echoed and rebounded off fo the surfaces of buildings, creating a disorienting effect. The Starling had to slow his pace, lest he lose his balance.

Finally, though, he had made it to familiar territory, and the roof-top entrance to his abode was within reach. He began redoubling his pace over those rooftops, leaping and planting his feet soundly on the roofs, no longer concerned with stealth. He bounded for the entrance to his attic. But then, at the very moment he would've landed on his own roof-top, a cat leapt out startled by his movement, and crossed his path. The black cat triped him up, and he struggled to regain his balance at the very edge of a roof. It took him a good bit to regain his balance. Yet when he did, the Starling's loot bag suddenly grew heavy, and dragged him down into the streets. Luckily it broke his fall, but unluckily, the guards were there to catch him, having been alerted by the sly mewlings of the black cat, and the echolocation of a particularly talented avriel detective, which gave his position away the entire time.



Kalortah shut the book, disappointed with the ending, yet satisfied that he'd managed to steal the entirety of the rhyming scheme besides. He sighed, and took out his quill and inkpot, beginning to make a nice note on Stella's rhyme book. As a parting gift.

Dear Stella:

Keep up the writing, your rhyming scheme is exquisite.
And always remember, imitation is the highest form of flattery.

Signed,
Kalortah Satravial, the Word Burglar.





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Name: Kalortah, The Word Burglar

Points awarded: 10

Knowledge:
Larceny: Plagiarism: Stealing words and ideas from a student.
Storytelling: The Starling and the Black Cat: A tale of larceny.
Storytelling: Stories can have a moral.
Writing: x 3

Loot: Stella's Rhyming scheme.

Skill Review: Appropriate to level.

Notes:
Kal's personality comes out loud and clear in this piece, as well as his love of himself. I enjoyed how he needed to sing to himself to be comforted, listening to his own voice. That is very Kal.

His interactions with the students were interesting. He actually did touch on a valid musical teaching technique by working with each student individually instead of trying to fix the issues en mass. He may not think of himself as a good teacher but his instincts were right on - in my opinion.

The Minstral's Songbook is well-described, as is the story told about the Starling. The story gave the piece extra depth and life and was beautifully woven into the thread.

I enjoyed the twist of the story not turning out quite as Kal wished it to, but then again, Kal loves a good ending! Leaving the note for Stella was a great touch!

Great job - I enjoyed the thread a good deal. Enjoy your rewards!


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