#urrok

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So i did some development for skekros and urrok and got some (a lot) of inspo from @skekshroom / @kaijukian. Here we go

RokRos the Harbinger.

Harbingers function on the urskek homeworld as a combination of prophet and herald. Due to the phychic strain of seeing into the future most die relatively young and there are very few of them.

RosRok did their job really well until they started seeing visions of urskeks torn into horrible fleshy pieces and a crystal broken and darkened and fearing panic and unrest homeworld banished them to thra where they were split.

SkekRos embraced their gift for truly spectacular volume levels and was dubbed The Herald, though they also served as a message runner. They went ahead of royal and imperial caravans to announce arrivals, announced at tournaments, and during less peaceable times ran messages between war fronts and the castle. They specially breed armaligs for speed and augment them with tread and armor for traction and durability, spending much of their free time on this in order to distract themself from visions of... Things.

They have not told the emperor of their visions of him crumbling to dust, or of the conqueror babbling and bloodied with a nail in his skull, or of anything else. They're not useful anyway, as they have no idea when such things will come to pass.

It didn't take UrRok very long to get the feeling that their lack of volume control might bother others, it was not even 10 trine after the split before they took a vow of silence and less than 100 to leave the valley altogether becoming The Hermit. They live in a little house on the spriton planes. Occasionally they get the very strong feeling that they should bake some bread, and the bread is always the perfect temperature when someone lost or hungry passes by. They never know what will happen but they can reliably tell when and that seem to work just fine.

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Last Meal

hi i hurt my feelings here ya go

UrRok got the feeling that now would be… a good time for making bread. Not an unfamiliar feeling but this time it felt important.

Flour, water, some oil, some sourdough, they threw in some honey and dried berries, this was important. As it baked they meditated, the scent of baking bread relaxing them and taking their mind from the feeling of dread. They reached out…

In their minds eye they saw a skeksis, the broken bone mask on their face and assortment of familiar scars telling UrRok exactly who they, or rather their other half, were looking at.

“You’re the only one who can get me to the Crystal Desert fast enough.”

“I know this, my question was are you sure?” SkekRos seemed… maybe not stressed, possibly worried? Hard to tell through the haze that so often obscures these visions.

“When have I ever been unsure? I have prey to hunt, and it’s in the sands.” He seems offended.

“Yes, yes I’m aware of the little fools errand the Chamberlain has sent you on, but I think-” “Don’t care, didn’t ask. Are you going to take me there or not?”

SkekRos hesitated, and UrRok saw through their eyes a vision. Both halves saw SkekMal run through with arrows that could only have been from one other being Thra.

“Fine. Get on.”

UrRok awoke from their meditation just in time for the bread to be ready. They extracted it from the oven, and as soon as it was safe to handle they wrapped it gently in cloth, grabbed their staff, and left.

UrVa was not difficult to find, they knew where he was going.

It was significantly more difficult to get his attention, so they bopped him on the head with their staff.

The Archer turned to them and they signed, FRIEND ARCHER, HERE SIT WITH ME?

He shook his head, “The Hunter waits for me in the sands, I cannot sit and wait.”

NOT ASK-YOU, YOU SIT HERE WITH ME, EAT. I HAVE BREAD FOR US, FOR OTHERS.

Before he could object they shot down his argument, CRYSTAL DESERT YOUR FATE WAITS, FATE NOT GOING. TIME YOU HAVE. EAT WITH ME?

UrVa huffs but complies, sitting on a log beside UrRok and taking the offered bread. “Augra told me she could not see if we would meet again, I take it I probably won’t?”

UrRok shrugs but not in the way of someone who doesn’t know the answer, I IN PAST SIT, MY OTHER HALF I SEE THROUGH, fsS-K-E-K-M-A-L HE SOON DIE, YOU SAME.

“Then why bother with the food?”

PREFER DIE HUNGRY, NOT HUNGRY, WHICH ONE?

“Fair enough.”

SOON BREAD COLD, YOU NEED EAT.

“Is that the only reason you insist on this?”

UrRok sighed, and thought for a moment as UrVa thoughtfully ate. They then broke him from his reverie and signed I SAD. WANDERER HE LEAVE HE STAY IN CRYSTAL DESERT I LONELY, YOU DIE I MORE LONELY. WANT MORE TIME.

They fell into a melancholy yet comfortable silence, breaking bread together. The silence was soon broken by the Archer.

“You made a lot of bread.”

KEEP IT, GIVE TO fsU-R-G-O-H. YOU AND HIM LATER MEET.

“Thank you.”

As he got up to leave, UrRok sat and watched. He stowed the remaining bread safely in a bag and before leaving, turned to them. “It was a pleasure eating with you, my friend. I am sorry we will not be able to have these moments anymore.”

UrRok nodded, but their social energy was burned out for the day and they signed nothing else, and they were soon left alone.

With a shaking hand, they pulled from their basket another much smaller loaf, fit for one, and the perfect temperature to eat.

Unfortunately bread doesn’t taste quite as good when eaten alone.

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Bread instinct ft. UrRom angst

(UrRom belongs to @kaijukian )

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Its 3:30 in the morning and yes, skekros does have an other half

urrok is a hermit, and has taken a vow of silence under the impression that their inability to control their volume bothered their fellow mystics (it does not but it is Real Projection Hours). They keep appearing in unexpected places offering skekros bread and it scares the birb how easily this (their?) weird lizard sneaks up on them.

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So i did some development for skekros and urrok and got some (a lot) of inspo from @skekshroom / @kaijukian. Here we go

RokRos the Harbinger.

Harbingers function on the urskek homeworld as a combination of prophet and herald. Due to the phychic strain of seeing into the future most die relatively young and there are very few of them.

RosRok did their job really well until they started seeing visions of urskeks torn into horrible fleshy pieces and a crystal broken and darkened and fearing panic and unrest homeworld banished them to thra where they were split.

SkekRos embraced their gift for truly spectacular volume levels and was dubbed The Herald, though they also served as a message runner. They went ahead of royal and imperial caravans to announce arrivals, announced at tournaments, and during less peaceable times ran messages between war fronts and the castle. They specially breed armaligs for speed and augment them with tread and armor for traction and durability, spending much of their free time on this in order to distract themself from visions of... Things.

They have not told the emperor of their visions of him crumbling to dust, or of the conqueror babbling and bloodied with a nail in his skull, or of anything else. They're not useful anyway, as they have no idea when such things will come to pass.

It didn't take UrRok very long to get the feeling that their lack of volume control might bother others, it was not even 10 trine after the split before they took a vow of silence and less than 100 to leave the valley altogether becoming The Hermit. They live in a little house on the spriton planes. Occasionally they get the very strong feeling that they should bake some bread, and the bread is always the perfect temperature when someone lost or hungry passes by. They never know what will happen but they can reliably tell when and that seem to work just fine.

[dork-crystal]

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Bread instinct ft. UrRom angst

(UrRom belongs to @kaijukian )