Amoy's Daggers
The Pointy End Is Super-Effective…If You Use It
Amoy's throwing daggers were more than just weapons. They were a symbol of his place in the royal line, his birthright of dual souls as a tiger Shifter, and the responsibility that came with being a Tenir. Gifted to a young Amoy by the king and queen of Tamaran--his parents--the daggers were expected to go everywhere with him.
He was expected to learn how to use them, both for defense and for offense, in close combat and thrown from a distance.
His parents did not expect a tiger to resist battle quite as much as Amoy did during their lifetimes.
These twin daggers became quite literally his keys to the kingdom--or at least the way out of the front gate.
The Poet Prince's Blades
Amoy despises violence even now, and initially he was loathe to use the daggers at all. Where the gift had been intended to encourage his participation in combat training, a skill in which the sons of the royal line were expected to excel, he insisted on keeping them sheathed. Amoy's insistence that diplomacy would serve them better than bloodshed was actively dismissed in the face of Shifter Law and tradition. Yet he persisted, using his beloved pens as tools of peace rather than even weaponizing his words, and so often evading his duties in the practice arena in favor of his library that his family despaired of him learning to hunt at all. Armed with his pens, Amoy would sneak out of the castle walls and into the trees of the nearby Droage Forest, where he'd hide from his responsibilities in order to scribble poetry and read histories or collections of legends that he'd found on a shelf.All too soon, a decree came down that he'd be unable to leave the castle walls without learning how to hunt and fight as his place in the royal order required.
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Item type
Weapon, Melee
Sibling Shenanigans
Secretly, two of his sisters thanked him for his antics of avoidance: Yanna Tenir in particular was pleased that there was an opening for a royal to be training in the art of war, as she had no interest in politics nor in becoming a future matriarch of tigers. She took up swords in his stead, frequently traveling on scouting assignments in bare feet and combat leathers rather than wearing tight, fashionable shoes and fluttery gowns. Third daughter in line for the throne, Yanna never intended to become queen. She studied the forest and their enemies' movements, not etiquette and leadership.
I love Amoy. This was a fun little nostalgia article.
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He’s of the adorable variety of heroes imo, especially in his 20s. :D I’m currently reworking his and Neera’s book to fit in Luridity’s setting and it’s getting so many extra words. Loving the chance to expand on the two of them, as well as the world.
You are doing a great job! Keep creating; I believe in you!
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Now with serialized fiction on Ream!!
Exciting!
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