Of Script and Secret Words
Thirty Seventh Day of Ashinu-ezna (Ashinu Ascendant) 1348 A. L. (After Landfall)
If the memories of your childhood spent bored and restless under the eye and at times the rod of your tutor are to be trusted, and not simply born of a child's desire to be loose under the sun and not locked in musty rooms at study, then Zaia is a much better teacher than any you had before in teaching a new script. Alas the task itself is harder by far.
The
cuma scripts used for Anwari does not assign a letter to every sound, but instead to every syllable, making it so one must learn vastly more symbols before one can even begin to decipher even the simplest of texts. Worse still the script does not even assign any marker for vowels, which means that a single sign could designate dozens of syllables and one is simply meant to guess from context which are which. Thankfully though the sharp jagged lines of
cuma, favored for writing on stone or clay, are the most commonly in royal proclamations, religious stele and other writings meant to last the ages, they are not the only script in the lands you have sailed through. From the east there comes the arching
cumis script, most used by those who can afford to write upon parchment wrought from the hides of goats, or even reed paper whom the Greeks called papyrus.
The Faan folk who first wrought it of whom you know only tales of tales, for they dwell in what would be Syria and Holy Land in the world of your birth are skilled traders and masters of many tongues so it it meet that they script is meant to fit each of them somewhat if none of them perfectly. Thus Zaia judges it a good place to begin teaching you and Silver as it would serve you far and wide no matter whence the Marcella might sail... and it also does not make you guess the vowels.
For the first few days it is a wonder and a marvel to see Silver lying with his legs tucked gingerly under him as he is trying to make out signs of chalk upon a piece of polished slate, but as with all things it draws less eyes with every morn and soon enough the busy life of the ship's deck has simply learned to adjust around your sessions. By the second week you are at least confident you can read any mead hall signs that see fit to write their signs over simple carvings. At the journey's end the two of you might even manage simple messages... assuming the weather stays clear and does not drive you into the hold where the unsteady lighting makes it nigh-impossible for Silver to see the signs properly. Apparently having two eyes pointing to the front of your head offers a great advantage when it comes to the task.
It is on just such a morning when cold rain drips down from heavy grey clouds promising worse that a sailor interrupts your memorization and from the look in his eyes it is not to announce some new meal for midday. "Sir knight, the captain wants to see you if you have the time."
"Ah, it seems you shall have to learn the intricacies of trisyllabic words without me for a bit," you say with mock-sorrow, but with a smile to Zaia to show you do not resent the teacher for the dryness of the subject matter.
Once you are past the greeting and just as usual drink Antonio seems grimmer than you had seen him of late. "The other captains are asking that the dragon be counted under the profits of the journey and that they should get a share of it, or else a like sum of other wealth. I think Ulk put the captain of the Koire up to it, he is not the cunning sort. Seeing as it was not one soul among them who actually risked their hide to fight the damn beast I'm minded to tell them to go pound sand, but rumors of how much the corpse is worth have already made the rounds of the fleet so it will likely cause grumbling... and maybe the start of worse mischief deepening on what we find in the White Lands. What say you, should we give them some small portion to stem the talk of hoarding or would that just embolden Ulk more?"
What do you reply?
[] The dragon corpse was bought by bow sword and sorcery and not by wagging tongues and so it shall remain
[] Surrender some small portion of the corpse to help keep the peace
[] Agree to count it as part of your share for the journey, though it it no trade
[] Write in
OOC: In spite of rolling with a -2 from his vision, due to being a horse, Silver is slightly ahead of you on learning the local script.