3. Mojo & Me: The Life and Rantings of Cera Amalith

Mojo & Me: The Life and Rantings of Cera Amalith


  • ::on the back of her one other scrap parchment rests yet another child-like manuscripted andscrawling passagewitht he same glowy pastel rainbowness as usual::

    I am so sorry my little Clover. She must be so scared with her mommy not there. I AM her mommmy too. you know.. She must be SO hungry…..I owould..give her peace first... Mojo would you leave her alone if I accepted this ...Teapot Cyric's..pace? Mojo..we can't leave her like that... we can accept peace...but not his peace.. but..it's been so long MOjo..we could be happy again! But.. would we? knowing our litle Clover mights not be? OH Curses! Cure you! Curse you! So many days of thinking...and even iwth Teapot Aer's advice... I still do not knowwhich home is home if home could home home....home ow... our head hurts too much on thinking of it.. we can think more on it later..


  • ::written on the back of another scrap of parchment::

    The ghost town in and this land, Mojo. it is…so far from home..our Kumpania...our little Clover and the Kind Lady and Auntie Cotton and Teapot Dram and big brother Vilmar...just all our family.. Yet it alwlays feels so much closer to home ...than...home.. oh.. that makes no sense either Mojo! Pineapples under the sea! strange places that are more hom than hom.... That nasty. Cyric did thist o us.. Promised us peace..I'm a good girl aren't we? Yes I am .. yes I am.. all those good fibres of being...why won't they let us have peace,Mojo? we want that peace? I don't know... at least we have Teapot Aers here.. she was here before She beat that nasty ol' sleepwalker...and also away from that scary old tea party we finally found back in Norwick... I dreamt all our friends were there or manyof themm like.. Teapots Shinsuke from our Kumpania I bets the rest of them were there somwhere maybe... and thenewsest Power PIxie.. he actaullylhad tea but I was too scared to say anyfing even to to Teapot Kasumi maybe he was not fellinng well.. he looked kinda green oh Mjo even that teaparty is kinda blurry.scared... that man Teapot Aers says he is probably sleepwalker like the last one..saying all those things.. or one thing.. that sleepwalker was the last one who talked like that he scared Mojo...scared..confused...we're so confused, Mojo who's right anymore... Mojo...which of you..us me.. I just wanna go home..go home, Mojo...go home..but where's home?


  • ::scrappy-type parchment::

    Enough already, Mojo! I no want to know anymore who lives in that pineapple! Clearly it is far too soggy to live in. I will just ask that shadowy Sponge Bob fellow next time we see him since you are so insistant he is the one who knows. Hmph though we will have to also tell him we are not little spies. Are we Mojo? Of course not. Wait.. what about Teapot Dram? No.. I didn't. I thought you did.. Well..why did not say so before? Remind me later toask him okkay,Mojo. Don't forget. Oh! The Kind Lady says it is time for my little Clover's dinner.. YAY! IT is the only time we to see her anymore. …She does want us to go find Teapot Redjack too.. I wonders why.. maybe totell him little Clover is here? She cries stll you know.. Mayb e I'll have look in on her and shut you up in her head when the Kind Lady or Elera or Jeni are not looking..anyway...dinnertime! for my little Clover!


  • ::same kind of pass upon same kind of parchment scrap as many before it::

    Mojo…. I dun care WHO this SpongeBob is. I just want to know who lives in that pineapple. And why is it under the sea? And how do they fit inside it? SpongeBobSponge SpongeBob oh shut up already, Mojo... if you are not going to tell me. Just shut up.. We have other things to think about.. LIke our Litle Clover.. And the Kind Lady and Elera said something about Auntie Cotton.....She is too tired... I think.. so she rests? Um we will have to ask her again when we see her.. Hey maybe whe will know who lives in that pinapple. An oh remind me... we WILL have rematch with...the Well.. I beleive it cheated in our first staring contest with it. hmm what? oh yeah.. the Kind Lady katya suggested something about Teapot Dram also... did he want back on the Council, Mojo? OOh...will you shut up about SpongeBob already! wait..wait..maybe that is that strange man's name little spy he said? OH Mojo you I LOVE yo uso much sometime... That who that is.. we wil have to askhim if he lknows who lives in that pineapple if he is keeping poor Teapot Daisy there.


  • ::one greatly meandering passage, written in the manuscript of a six year old child…just this side of legible and in a distinctive glowing pastel rainbow lettering::

    OH….who lives in a pineapple under the sea? Square, yellow and porous is he... hm? Do you know, Mojo? 'Cuase I sure don't. Sometimes I wish you stop singing such perplexing riddles to us. Now... if cannot tell me that.. can you at least me WHY I cannot have my little Clover? I..I would make it so she never had to listen you like we do. But I don't want to go to the MIsty Plane tos ee my litle Clover! Leve her alone Mojo! Leave her alone!...oh .. Mojo... did I not have two little Clovers? oh well.. I know only was born.. so.. I guess I have found all the little Clovers there is to find. hmm oh well talk you later, Mojo.


  • ::parchment, scrap::

    Mojo…we do not feel so good. nose all runny and stuffed up...it's so cold even with all our blankets. My tummy hurts. Yu still wil not leave myl ittle Clover alone.. At least that drink. That drink of the Kind Lady Katya's mae everyone talk straight. HOpefully for good good.. I think we passed out from this one's smell this time. You were there. OH yes it as more than horrid. But since the Kind Lady did nots water it down at all... and gave it to us straight it should make teapots talk straight from now on without no need for drinking any more Oh but how icky we are. Mojo I dun even want to get up. But both the little Clovers need to be fed.. still why wonn't theylet me near my first little Clover? They let me feed her and all but they will not let me goes to her when she is crying all the time..I knows how to shut her up ..You in her mind.. she would not hear you anymore if she were asleep for always.. You said yourself, Mojo. oh.......there...she goes agan..we cannot stay and listen to our little Clover suffer like this.. get...up...UP!

    :a couple of angry pastel scribbles follow the passage..and fills up the entire other side::


  • ::le parchment scrapness::

    Soooooooooo shiny! Sooooooooo pointy. So bee-youtaful. Ow! a droplet or three of blood splots on the passage Yes. Very pointy indeed, Mojo. Very pointy indeed is our little Clover.. our second little Clover. OH well..isnt she pretty?


  • ::parchment scrap::

    I showed them, Mojo.. I showed them the Wind.. Where I can track down you cursed Voiceses.. So they see now.. Auntie Cotton and Kaona.. They understand now.. They will explain it maybe to the other Teapots We can keep out second little Clover… Do you think The Kind lady will ever let us have our real little Clover back? he still cries all the time you know... Sh! No! Last time I listened to you say that..they took her away!


  • :::on an ordinary scrap of parchment::

    The Kind Lady let me hold her, Mojo. She adn Teapot Elera let me hold her so I let ehr drink my milk… she likes that .. ..But...then...they took her away again.. why? Whywhen my little Clover needs memore thanever? She can til hear you, Mojo.. I hear her crying even now.. Teapot Kashana is taking her for a walk so she wil be alright but... They won't let me go with them.. But Clover needs us.. Not you..me.. oH.. why did you take my baby fromme, Mojo? Why did you? I just didin't want her to have to hear those Voices.. those Voices you gave me... You eve told me to.. and now the Kind Lady and Teapot Elera have taken her from me...she would have been better off sleeping... you said so yourself.


  • ::on another scroll, a Ray of Frost….another passage of child--like pastel handwriting follows on its back::

    Give her back, Mojo.. Give her back… My baby... give her back.. What.. no... it was for her own good. own good.. Mojo would not leave her alone.. They...they would not let her stop crying... You heard her.. I had to... Mojo said so.. Pretty C couldnot save her... but Kind Lady Katyatook her away.. And she still cries... Wiat no donot wait give her back! Give her back! Our Little Clover...we can still hear her crying. Give her back.. Please... Please?


  • ::on the back of scroll of Less Restoraation from Katya's stash the pateneted glowing scrawl of Cera's lays lopsided::

    We…we we are very ..so sorry, Mojo.. Please forgive us. I did not mean to yell at you But can you not hear our little Clover? She hurts... All becauase of you and your Voices..my Voices..Maybe...you were right...Mojo..She...should not have lisen to you...anymore..anymore


  • ::yet another scrap of parchment…irregular as any before it in shape...the same child-lke and glowing handwriting::

    Finally, she sleeps.. Mojo..what are we going to do?The Kind Lady and Ele..they canot help.. no tea no prayer can stop you from talking …RedJack? Redjack? What about Teapot RedJack? We could go to him..but this is not a thing golddisks can help...The Stones... but we cannot sit inside the Stoens forever.. And we have not done so well at figuring out how bring ourself my own Stones. Mojo... CLover... PRetty C No PrettyC knows even the Power Pixies cannot stop Mojo, Mojo.. What? NO! Mojo HATES You! You will not take my Clover from me!


  • ::on another edge torn shet of parchemnt, that same child-like, manuscript with the pastel rainbow glow::

    She is up again, Mojo.. You will let ehr be.. Why? Tell me?! You will not let her be… The only times she stops crying is among the Stones...... or r or if she is finally so tired or hungry she finally eats or falls off to sleep. I hATE you MOjo! Leave her ALONE! Clover does not belong to you! She is just a baby.. Please, Mojo.... do not talk to her yet. Mojo is begging you , Mojo. Leave her be


  • ::on a parchment, torn around the corners in a penmanship of a child and lettering in a glowing and shifting pastel rainbow::

    Mojo, it has been forever since we last alked in i nk. No one talks straight anymre.. And I do not know how much more of the Kind Lady's drink I can stand to kep drinking just…so they will talk right.. The Kind Lady makes it stronger now.. You know that.. so not everyone has to drink it now.. But I cannot drink one more drop. I think I will be talking in ink more often.. Maybe they do not talk straight anymore but they at least can can tak in ink straight.. The Teapots who can talk in ink at all. oh gotta go, Mojo.. Clover woke up.. You know how happy we were that she was born... awake. I'm not so sure that i a good thing anymore.. Why don't you leave her alone, Mojo? Leave her ALONE! You are loud enough my head already.


  • A Little Bird

    It was a cold morning in the Gypsy Tree, not an unuusal thing unless you were nearer one of the fires. Normally, the cold was not a bother to Cera. She awoke to greet it as she had countless morning before on her bedding beside the cooking fire. Wrapping herself up in her blankets she set groggily up and bathed for a while in the cooking fire's warm glow, still partially sleeping.

    While sitting there, growing warm and cozy to swish she did not have to get up wash up in that cold, cold natural pool, a stray thought hit Cera''s voice-cluttered mind. She sniffed at her nice and toasty blankets and bedding and wondered if she should launder them.. It had been a while since she cleaned them. In fact last time she had to clean them because of a little accident with that gift of Sune's, the feritility cycle. That blood had been murder to get out.

    With half-dread, Cera disentangled herself from her warm blankets and regretting it as goooze bumps from the relatively chill air outside the blankets rose all over her mocha toend skin. Shivering lightly, Cera still wanted to make sure she didn't have to get any more blood out this…time.

    Her search was slow, turning the bedding and blankets out and over as she thought on.... Come to think of it... it had been more than a month since she had last been blessed with Sune's gift, perhaps even longer. Not since that time in Norwick when she...

    Her eyes widened at a realization and her bedding and blankets were forgotten. She darted from her firedside bedding straight for the tables she, Elera and Katya used as workspace to find them and Jeni already up.

    Katya greeted Cera first, "Well Good Morning, my dear. You did sleep late this morning. You should get something on before the first gali gets here "

    Jeni giggled handing Katya a pinch of a powdered herb she had asked for, "Yeah..before Jonni tries to peek again."

    Elera added, "Or atleast before you catch cold, it's chillier than usual it seems like."

    Cera was too distracted to realized she had forgotten to put anything on before leaving the cooking fire where she slept. She gave a nervous giggle, "Mojo is fine...thankie.. but.. uh.. Kind Lady.. Mojo might be in...twrouble.."

    They helped Cera back to the cooking fire and her bedding, while she explained everything to them. Jeni plucked out a hairbrush from all of Cera's things and sat behind her, brushing out Cera's sleep-worn blue tresses. WJem Elera and Katya picked out one of Cera's dresses and helped her into it. Jeni pouted when she had to start all over again.with Cera's hair.

    Once Cera was decent enough to go about Camp if she must and Jeni had gotten her ribbon tied into her hair, Katya held Cera's hand, "Don't worry...we can find out for sure."

    Now they could hae sent Jeni off to go play if they ahd really thought about it but hindsight is 20/20. Later that same day when Jeni finally did see her brother, Jonni, she just had to taunt him, "I know something you don't know.." She knew she had sworn not tell anyone else but this only her brother,it wouldn't hurt to tell only him.

    Jonni frowned, "What?"

    Jeni giggled and jumpeda round her brother, "It's a secret. I can't tell you.."

    Jonni, hmphed and a moment then a lihght in is own eyes put a grin on his face, "If you don't.. I' going to tell Auntie Katya abou-"

    Jenni quickly intterrupted him, she wanted to tell him anyway, "okkie Okay! But you've got to promise not tell anyone else"

    Jonni crossed his fingers behind his back and held up his other hand, "I promise.."

    Jeni knew her brother better than that but...she was dying to tell him anyway..and so se whispered the events of that morning into his ear. From there a godo many of the Camp children all giggling and making each other promise that same promise all around Camp.

    Graadvul came upon one these michievious, giggling groups near Dart's favorite set-up... Just as he was about to scatter them or make them move and stop bothering old Dart his ears caught one of those deatils they were whispering about..

    It is little wonder then the whole Camp couldn't believe their ears..not Baba Cera. What did the gaje, RedJack's special purpose have to do with it? The Children knew...and giggled everytime one of the grown-ups asked..

    Little birds come in many forms and tell you many things...these ones let it be known that Cera Amalith was pregnant...something she was sure she did not want so many people knowing so soon.


  • Cera's Biological Family Tree - (Not to be mistaken for the spider web of relations she has adopted herself into in her time in Narfell.)

    Evenwoods

    (Dead - Old Age) Randal Evenwood (human male) - (Retreated to Evermeet) Arowyn Evenwood (moon elf female)
    offspring - 1 son
    (Entombed by spell of Imprisonment) Darvin Evenwood (half-elf male)

    Amaliths

    (Retreated to Evermeet) Nym Amalith (wood elf male) - (Followed Nym to Evermeet) Vastele Amalith (wood elf female)
    offspring - 3 daughters
    (Entombed by spell of Imprisonment) Amra Amalith (wood elf female), (Druid in the Cold Wood) Taowyn Amalith (wood elf female), (Resides in Everseka) Talindra Amalith (wood elf female)

    Evenwood-Amaliths

    (Entombed by spell of Imprisonment) Darvin Evenwood (half-elf male) - (Entombed by spell of Imprisonment) Amra Amalith (wood elf female)
    offspring - 2 daughters
    (Entombed by spell of Imprisonment) Nala Amalith (half-elf female), 7 years older than Cera
    (Transcended and Residing in Narfell) Cera Amalith (half-elf female)

    Amaliths

    (Dead Lost to Shadows) Coin (human male) - (Transcended and Residing in Narfell) Cera Amalith (half-elf female)
    offspring - 1 daughter
    (Residing in Silverymoon) Sakura Amalith (human female)

    (Deceased) Redjack Rodgers (sp?) (human male) - (Transcended and Residing in Narfell) Cera Amalith (half-elf female)
    offspring - 1 daughter
    (Transcended Demi-Plane) Clover Amalith (human female)

    (Residing in Silverymoon) Merwynd Moonbow (moon elf male) - (Deceased) Sakura Amalith (human female)
    offspring 1 son & 1 daughter
    (Residng in Silverymoon) Galen Moonbow (half-elf male) 5 years older than Cherry
    (Splitting time between Silverymoon and Narfell) Cherry Amalith (half-elf female)

    Moonbows

    (Residing in Silverymoon) Galen Moonbow (half-elf male) - (Residing in Silverymoon) Imizael Moonbow (wood elf female)
    offspring - 2 sons (twins) & 1 daughter
    (Residing in Silverymoon) Sage Moonbow (wood elf male) 1 year older than Juniper
    (Residing in Silverymoon) Kale Moonbow (wood elf male) 1 year older than Juniper
    (Residing in Narfell) Juniper Amalith (wood elf female) 3.5 years older than Arel'in

    Holimions

    (Residing in Silverymoon) Aramuil Holimion (moon elf male) - (Splitting time between Narfell and Silverymoon) Cherry Holimion (Amalith) (half-elf female)
    offspring - 1 daughter & 2 sons (twins)
    (Residing up in Narfell) Arel'in Amra Amalith (moon elf female) - (June 3 '08 ) 2.75 years older than Braeth H. and Quarioon D.
    (Residing in Silverymoon) Braeth Hilo'th Holimion (moon elf male) - (August 23 '08)
    (Residing in Silverymoon) Quarion Darven Holimion (moon elf male) - (August 23 '08)

    Moonbows

    (Residing in Silverymoon) Sage Moonbow (wood elf male) - (Residing in Silverymoon) Ryllae Moonbow (wood elf female)
    offspring - 2 daughters
    (Growing up in Silverymoon) Laurel Amalith (wood elf female) 5 years older than Coraline
    (Growing up in Silverymoon) Innovindil Amalith (wood elf female) 1 year older than Coraline)

    Randolphs

    (Residing in Narfell) Cormac Randolph (human male) - (residing in Narfell) Juniper Amalith (wood elf female)
    offspring - 2 daughters & 1 son (twins)
    (Growing up in Narfell) Coraline Amalith (half-elf female) - (September 23, '22)
    (Growing up in Narfell) Illair (Ash) Randolph (half-elf male) - (September 23, 22)
    (Growing up in Narfell) Violet Amalith (half-elf female) - (January 1, '23), 3 years younger than Coraline


  • We's said it before, yes..Mojo…but where else do we goes...times to go home, Mojo.. times to go hime....


  • Half-Death

    _Mojo, dead, dead, dead
    Coinage lost, Coinage gone, gone
    Mojo dead, dead, dead

    Mojo feel no mo'
    Mojo left so, so hollow
    Mojo is no mo'

    Mojo…you you chatter on...but half of us is gone... Mister Coin to the darkness just as Swordmaster Bron..gone.....Mojo has no energy to hate.... Mojo has no energy to be sad......hlaf...gone..gone..coulda we gone wif Mister Coin? All dead must be betters then half-dead...Mojo.._


  • ::upon an oddly shaped scrap of torn, tear-stained parchment…a child-like manuscript in a evershifting pastel rainbow::

    Oh Mojo…our Sakura... si gone..again... agin...again... her pretty pink hair... did you see? in the bowl? no where is she found.... nots even an echo....nopenope..twice she is gone...and all her lil brothers and sisters...three? four? Mojo? by Mister Coin..so glad we has Mister Coin ..but even he is sad..we makesit dat way? we musts be careful...the Kind Lady sees us and she might be sad too.. but for thebaies. it is the Weave ..we know..we know.. or maybe its you... Mojo everyone of them born still and already sleeping for goods....for goods...and our ow lil sisters... and Daddy.. we is too scared to lok in the bowl now to see if he's back like we heards our Family was trying so hards for.. Daddy.... Sakura... and those dreams Mojo.....it is down there..in the gorge......Mojo...it's all just ..just..funny.


  • Ta-da! This is of coruse OOC but it is about Cera… yeee! a short little Cera-Common dictionary so at least you the player may stand a chance of understanding what in narf she is saying... ^.^ ...I...may have to add more later.

    Teapots = 1.People 2. title equivalent to Lord or Lady

    Daddy = Braeth Ma'fein

    Mommy = Kara Willendt

    Xillie = Lillianna Du'pris

    Family = Anyone she has the delusion of being related to.... (.ie. the appellation of Auntie, Uncle , or any other title reserved for family members.)

    sleepwalkers = any kind of undead

    bloodsucking sleepwalkers = vampire

    mandoggies = werewolves, werecats, wererats, werebears, etc (any kind of lycanthrope with fur)

    Father = the efreet lord responsible for Cera's insanity

    weeds = evil people or anyone whose presence is detrimental to the greater good

    blossoms = neutral or good people or anyone who at least does not pose any sort of immediate threat she is aware of

    Kind Lady = Katya, her mentor and witch of the Gypsies

    Grandmaster Teapot = Remmy, leader of the Gypsies

    Spider Elf - Elendel

    Bony Dwarf = Jelde

    Tall Weed = Ashan

    Pretty Light = Latern Archon

    Pretty Blue Spell = Ghostly Visage

    No See You Spell = Invisibity

    Sparklies = Resist Elements

    See No See You Spell = See Inivisiblity

    Sticky Strands Spell = Web

    Shinies = Gems, gold....anything..small and shiny

    the Wind = Astral Plane

    Place with No Color = Plane of Shadows

    the Fog = Ethereal Plane

    little beasties = goblins

    doggie beasties = gnolls

    eight-legged beasties = spiders

    banditos = bandits

    bigger beasties = bugbears and their ilk

    really big beasties = giants

    bandit king = Atol (even if he truly isn't....for Cera he is close enough)

    Mojo = 1.the voices of all sorts of beings from acrosss the Planes that resound in her mind 24 hours a day. 2. Her panther familiar. 3. Cera, as she often refers to herself in the third person.

    *addendum: (As I was reminded by Isaac/Fisheal in the Offical dictionary within the Gyspy Camp forum..Cera has this one other term.. ^.^)
    Misty Plane = Fugue Plane