Returning and a Bahro Encounter
Spent a lot of time up on the surface lately, previous to my departure I had a crazy few weeks that left me feeling burnt out and disillusioned with what we were doing.
I have spent time enjoying the weather, spending time with my family. All the while trying to push past how I feel, trying to find that spark again that drives me, it has been, difficult. Even more so when those I talk to for support feel the same way themselves, it’s easy to be drawn in and settle in that rut.
The other day I was stood out on the porch of our house on the phone to my parents in England, it was raining heavily and I felt the urge to return to Fahets. I had left on the eve of heading out into the Age further and exploring new areas for people to one day walk along, I had left my studies on the Age abandoned and I thought is this a healthy mentality to have, countless Ages to explore and are we to throw them aside when we grow bored of them?
So today I decided to head back down into the cavern, my previous notions about venturing out of the shadows to meet people had reversed, I now find comfort in the dark recesses of the cavern.
I decided to take a walk through one of the hoods, gaze out over the stretch of orange lake try and find that feeling I had when I first came down here, a feeling that has eluded me for years and continues to do so.
But I wasn’t as alone as I thought, as I walked towards the fountain area I spied a solitary Bahro staring at me, watching.
I walked up to him/her and it didn’t flee, just stood there chittering slightly, as I walked around him/her he/she moved around to face me. We stood there for several minutes in each others company, with I not saying a word (despite my desires to be able to actually communicate with them) before the Bahro vanished from view and I returned to Sul to turn in for the night.
Tink Says: April 29th, 2010 at 11:10 pm
This bahro may possibly have been one of My Babies. They are working with my big alien bahro companion, TeBO (The Bearded One) to search for traces of rogue bahro who may have hitched a ride in a piece of equipment I removed from ‘my’ abandoned warehouse.
There was conjecture that they stowed on my ship as far as a lunar mining colony called Luna 7, but that’s not been confirmed. So they cruise all the tunnels and passageways TeBO and I have used, looking for sign of “Vin the diesel” and his small group of rogue bahro.
BTW, I started calling the ‘leader’ Vin because he does actually respond to the phrase ‘Vin the diesel’. But, I babble. That’s another story.
Tink