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Faziah's Mini Story

tw death, blood and religious trauma and fear

Faziah was the first born between her and her twin sister, Tanya, only by 10 minutes in 11,442. She was a serious child who knew her destiny would end up making her the King of Jokers, a high priestess, just like her father the then current king off jokers, high priest Taye Tzoker, that presided over jokers. Take taught both his daughters Jokers and Imara ideology, their beliefs and their values. Faziah studied very piece of scripture she could find analysing every word her fae ever said to mortals becoming more zealous with each word she read; while Ranya took a much more literal approach of Imara’s teachings; to be free and run free.

When Taye felt Faziah was ready he took her down to catacombs that lay in the temple they lived in, and revealed the true purpose of their role; to protect and hide away ancient artefacts that had been left behind by the fae. In there Faziah all sorts of strange things that no one had understood since the forgotten kingdom. Her father explained many people had tried to break in and steal the artefacts but had only ever failed. Now it was her turn to take up her predecessors mantle and protect them at all costs.

As the twins grew older they both went their operate ways with two entirely different purposes; one understanding their role the other going off to put their teachings into practice to see the world. Faziah helped her father day in and day out eager to take his place one day, she helped manager and care for temple in the jokers capital Oasisa. Their temple was some the few where pilgrimages started across all of cards where people searched for the blessings of the fae a difficult and grand achievement most devout attempted to do. On one of her days caring for the temple and traveller fell in exhausted from days of travel, traversing the vast desert that made up most of jokers. Faziah took care of the traveller herself and found herself falling in love with him. His name was Gyasi Abebe, a joker native who was devout to the fae and had been following Imara’s teachings to almost a T who had decided that pilgrimage was his calling and wished to complete. The two bonded and fell in love over the time they spent together and Faziah feared he would not come back from his pilgrimage so did everything she could to prevent him from leaving. But in the end she let him go with him promising to come back to her.

Years went by and Faziah barely heard anything about her love or her sister who she both missed dearly. Her father passed and she became the king of jokers, the high priestess. Left alone to rule Jokers on her own with no support from the people she held close to her heart. 5 years passed when finally a worn down traveller came back into her temple looking for her. Gyasi had travelled to all five holy sites in cards but had only received 3 of the blessings but he did not care he wanted to be back with Faziah. The two became a couple ruled over Jokers together happily presiding over their temple and people.

As the years went by the couple was so focused on their kingdom and temple they spent all their energy on it. The priests of jokers started to grow impatient with the couple for not having children to succeed them, faziah even refusing to adopt. Soon even Gyasi got impatient as he had also wanted to start a family with her. But Faziah kept putting it off saying there was too much to do and her time needed to be focused on other things and by the time she was ready it was too late. Her body had already gone into menopause and she could no longer have children. Her priests and Gyasi tried to persuade her that they could still build a family with children they could adopt but she refused. She wanted her blood to carry on her families line, to keep protecting the artefacts her ancestors swore to do.

Faziah tried to search for alternative ways to have a child and then she remembered Imara. Her fae, the most rebellious and troublesome of all the fae who enjoyed hiding away in the mortal world. Imara loved to bestow wishes and curses onto mortals that either pleased them or annoyed them. Faziah rationalised that since she had been such a devoted follower that surely Imara would bless her with her desire to have a child. So she went looking for Imara.

Faziah travelled across Jokers looking for any information she could get in order to find Imara. It took her two years before she finally found the out of place cottage that sat on the desert dunes of jokers. When Faziah entered the home she was shocked to find her childish her fae truly was and not some mysterious all knowing creature she had assumed they were. Faziah begged Imara for a child that was from her and Imara promised to give her just that. But Imara explained they never gave wishes without a price. They wanted Faziah to give them a specific artefact that lay in the catacombs in her temple. They explained they had sent many mortals to fetch it for them but each time they had failed but now the king of jokers could get with no problem. Faziah hesitated but agreed. Imara plucked out her soul and ripped in half before placing half of into her womb and the other half back into her body before sending her away back to her temple.

Faziah got back safely with her new child growing within her, Gyasi overjoyed at finally having the family they both wanted and the priests pleased that there would be no confusion if Faziah were to die without an heir. They had a beautiful little girl who they named Kalila and they adored her. But Faziah hesitated getting what Imara wanted. She questioned in her mind why Imara even wanted the artefact in the first place and why if they need it so much could they not get it themself. The more she thought the more she realised that the catches weren’t meant to keep them from mortals but to keep out the Fae

Imara enraged from being denied what they were owed decided Faziah no longer got their wish and blessing but would receive a curse instead. Faziah only noticed the eyes watching her at first, with strange shadows following from here to there but when her sister’s body was discovered just outside the city, missing her eyes she knew she had lost imara’s favour, questioning if she even had it in the first place. She and Gyasi raised Kalila for nine years in peace until Gyasi was taken from her by a strong illness no one had seen before. Having gone blind and his eyes in excruciating pain until he died Faziah knew it had been the work of Imara and was well aware Imara would go after Kalila next.

Faziah was overly protective of Kalila growing up forbidding her from doing the most mundane things in fear she would be in danger. She did not even teach Kalila about Imara, though Faziah was still devout and zealous in her beliefs about Imara they had distorted into fear rather than reverence. Kalila never understood why her mother was over protective of her as Faziah never explained anything to her. It just made Kalila more adventurous trying to escape her other’s grasp. And in her many attempts to escape she ended up falling in the arms of a young merchant Yonas. He was young and handsome and had seen the world. He told her stories of grandeur and his travels and she fell instantly. However Faziah was not pleased. She tried her best to keep her daughter away from that ‘rapscallion’ but it only made Kalila more determined to be with him. In the end Faziah gave in but gave strict rules for Yonas to follow including not leaving the temple like her daughter.

Faziah carried on watching them fearing that one day Yonas would take her daughter away placing her in danger. But when the couple had their son Isaac she felt all her worries melt away as she fell in love with her grandson almost immediately. She finally felt she made it out and that Imara had finally left her and her family alone. But they hadn’t.

One night when Isaac was 4, Faziah peacefully in her bed when she heard the screams and cries of her grandson. She ran out of her room and there she found Kalila and Yonas dead in their bed, their eyes missing. All she could do was cry as she held her daughters body with Isaac clinging onto her.

Faziah had lost everyone she held dear and the only person she had left was her little grandson. She taught Isaac everything about the fae and imara, something she never did with Kalila and warned him never to trust them. That they weren’t to be worshipped but to be feared, to follow their rules and they would leave you alone. As she aged she grew and grew more paranoid and spread that paranoid to Isaac before leaving him alone with all this fear.

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