>>5430323>Art: Herb Kawainui Kāne>alt-text: A Hawaiian Island on a cloudy day, during sunset.Your metasister rushes to hug you, tears of joy in her eyes. For the first time in years, she’s not The First Axeholder of The Great Peace. She’s Aggy.
Agana: You’re fucking doomed you know that?
“This is meant to be a happy moment Kaikua’ana.”
Agana: Can’t you feel all this stress leaving my back, I AM happy.
Gamboa: Good thing you were a better Axeholder than you were an actor.
The comment snaps the two of you out of it and you stare nervously at the council that’s surrounding you.
Agana: A fuck it, everyone dismissed, enjoy the festival.
The entire council dissipates, except for Norodom, sobbing quietly while the mud ruins her fine clothes.
“Did you want to do something about her?” You whisper.
Agana stares at Norodom so long you can tell she's somewhere else, and then just as slowly, she comes back to reality.
Agana: You know what, I’ve earned a break. You’ll be Axeholder in a week.
She passes the Axe to you.
Agana: You make the call.
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