[open] grand plans, small steps

[Straia]

sometimes we want what we want --
    -- even if we know it’s going to kill us.

Straia has always had grand plans, ever since she was a small child. Her plans have changed in some ways, and yet in others she is very much exactly who she’d always been. As a child she dreamed of bringing the Chamber to glory, and she had. Big plans for a small child in a quiet kingdom that had forgotten its purpose. For that lifetime, that had been enough.

In this lifetime, her plans are bigger, and yet there’s something similar about it. She still longs to bring the Chamber back, but now she wants more. She wants to restore Beqanna’a glory as a whole, for whatever it had become is not the same as the land that once thrived. Yet this was a far more delicate task in many ways. To make the Chamber great, she’d needed to anger and hurt and send them all running in fear. Now though, she hopes others will see her point, will come to her aid.

It is a large task, and though she has begun, it was the sort of thing that took time.

Today, rather than setting out, she stays in Pangea. She is not sure what she hopes to accomplish today, but it feels like the right choice. After all, though she may care more about her own plans, she cares too that she’s been given the responsibility of leading this place and as such, must act as it’s ruler. So she goes nowhere today, finding that she instead wanders along the large, winding river that cuts through the territory. It makes her easy to find for whoever might seek her.

-- straia

the raven queen