>>5763239>>5763262>>5763265>>5763266>>5763280>>5763307>>5763547>>5763648You select some ancient books and maps. [blue]"Books, really?"[/blue] your father remarks, clearly unimpressed given his warrior spirit. Yet, [red]Gura[/red], your mother, beams with pride. [blue]"Books AND maps,"[/blue] she retorts, [blue]"While you might have been content leading minor raids with our small horde, MY son envisions a dynasty."[/blue] Your mother, not only your father's primary wife but also his cousin and childhood confidant, has the privilege to voice her opinions freely, whereas your father's other sexual partners — the slaves and concubines — often approach him with more caution and deference. As time swiftly goes by, you stand on the brink of adulthood. [red]Dagur Khan[/red], your father, frequently involves you in his raiding expeditions, imparting knowledge necessary for a future Khan, familiarizing you with the life of nomadic horsemen. Given your status as the heir and the son of the chief wife, most young boys in the horde obey your commands. Yet, not all offer you their respect. [blue]"I'm oder than you, why should I obey you?"[/blue] challenges [red]Jhaqo[/red], your half-brother, bristling with anger post-raid. Born to [red]Qizhu[/red], a slave concubine with rich chocolate-toned skin and curly locks from a distant land — whose last lover met his end at your father's hand — [red]Jhaqo[/red] has always had an intense, dark aura. There was no love or consent in the act that led to your half-brother's birth, only lust and violence, but life on the steppes is often brutal. [red]Jhaqo[/red] is a big-boned, dark-skinned youth, perpetually agitated and carrying an evident grudge. As he confronts you with palpable fury, you ponder on the best way to navigate this tension.
>>Remember your place, Jhaqo. I am the heir, and you will show respect, whether you like it or not. (Authoritarian)>>Watch your tone, brother. There are consequences for disrespecting the future Khan. If I tell our father of your insubordination, he will have you whipped like an unruly horse. (Threatening)>>My mother is the primary wife, the queen. Yours? She's just another whore in father's harem. Maybe I will ask him to let me have a turn with her tonight. (Insulting)>>Jhaqo, we're brothers, bound by blood. Let's not fight among ourselves. We have bigger battles to face, and together, we're stronger. (Persuasive)>>Jhaqo, I'm truly sorry if I've overstepped. I only want the best for our horde. Let's find a way to move past this. (Appeasing) 