Rule of Three and Thirsty Thursday

       I have joined up with a group of people in the Rule of 3 Blogfest! Yesterday and today are the days to post the first entry, and so, I give you mine (with a bit of info on the Rule of 3 as well):

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To summarize what the blogfest will contain:

1. 1 shared world setting
2.
3 characters of the writer’s choice
3.
Escalating tension in three weekly installments of one story, and the resolution or finale part in the fourth week.
4.
Any genre or time period.

The challenge:

Each week’s installment (to be posted between Wednesday and Thursday) would be based on a prompt we give the week before.
Each of the first three weeks the
focus will be on a different character.Word count 500, which can exceed to 600, but not more.

The story will be based on one or more of the following prompts:

  • There is an argument
  • There is fear of an impending misfortune
  • There is a humorous circumstance
  • Someone might fall in love

The Shared World: Renaissance

An outpost town in the middle of nowhere, but many routes (the TARGE, KRIS, and VILLEIN are the largest of routes, but not the only ones) pass through or by the town. The SCHIAVONA Desert is encroaching on one side (to the West), a once lush forest (the CULDEES) lies to the East and South. A large river, the ESPADON, runs through the forest of ASSART (to the north) but it is not close by. The ROUNDELI Mountains are also to the North, far, far away, and when you look towards them you don’t know if they are an illusion or not. Closer by are the smaller hill chain, the MAIN GAUCHE and the MINOR GAUCHE, that fed the mining, creating caverns (the KASTANES) and passages (one particular passage is known as HERIOT’S PASS) lie underground.

The town has had a number of identities throughout it’s history: A trading post; a mining town; a ghost town until it was rediscovered; a thriving community; the scene of a number of great battles; the scene of one great tragedy (that led to it’s Ghost Town standing); a town of great joys and celebrations, and so much more.

At this point in time, there is a general population of 333. A mixture of a community. It boasts families that have lived there for generations upon generations, but they are in the minority, and are not in positions of power. There are traders who have come back here, at the end of their many travails, to settle in. The new families and power players have taken this as a last refuge for themselves, hoping to rebuild lives torn apart on the way here.

*484 words

And now for my entry:

        It was as if Tyrnin had never seen her before. In truth, until that moment, he may well have been blind. No more though. The glitter of water on Jenna’s skin intoxicated him. Her head and shoulders were all that stood above the water, but he could see her shape through the clear water. Her honey hair floated in the water behind her. Before she could see him staring, he turned his back and called out.

“Oh, Tyrnin!” she said, breathless from her swim. “Hold on. I’ll be out in a moment.” He heard a splash of water and the rustle of leaves and undergrowth. A minute later, and she was pulling on his shirt sleeve. “How long were you standing there?”

“I called out as soon as I saw you.”

“And what exactly did you see?” she asked, brown eyes alight with a devilish humor.

“I… Uh…”

“Oh, Tyrnin, you are too easy to tease,” she laughed. “Your face is as red as an apple. I know you too much of a gentleman to try to sneak a peak.”

“Of course,” was all he could think to say. Usually, their banter was easy. Truth be told, he knew himself to be gullible at times, but the image of her in the water was still with him. It disarmed him, just thinking about it.

Jenna didn’t seem to notice his discomfort. She looked up to the sky through the canopy of trees, squinting at the sun. “Do you know what time it is? Oh, never mind. I need to be getting back anyway. Bannon will be waiting for me, no doubt.”

Ice snaked around his heart and stomach at the name. For a while, he had forgotten about Bannon, the man Jenna was to marry. Son of the wealthiest merchant in town, Bannon had his pick of maids. He chose Jenna and their parents made the arrangements. Jenna had no say in it, but accepted the betrothal as a dutiful daughter. Tyrnin knew she would be a dutiful wife as well.

“Are you all right?” Jenna asked reaching a hand to his arm. How long had he been holding his breath and clenching his fists?

He let out a slow breath and relaxed his hands. “I’m fine,” he said. It came out more curt than he had intended.

“He will make me a good husband, Tyrnin. He is a good man, and you are a good friend for your concern.” She took his arm and led him away from the river. “Will you ride back with me?”

“Certainly,” he said. It would be evening before they made it back, and he was uncomfortable with letting her ride home alone. He had gathered the few herbs his father had sent him for. There was no reason to stay any longer.

Besides, he wanted as much time with her as he could get before her marriage.

Now for the Thirsty Thursday Blog Round-Up: Week 16. It’s hard to believe it’s been 16 weeks already! Anyways, this will be a short list, but useful none the less! Enjoy=)

Something that is not cliché — Posted by Ru at And then she was like blah blah blah…

25 Things You Should Know About NaNoWriMo — Posted by Chuck Wendig at terribleminds

Top 10 Misused English Words — Posted by Andrew Pepper at Listverse

Okay, I’m gonna stop it there for today. Next week will be a long list, I’m sure=) Until then, have a great rest of the week!!

About Katie Doyle

Katie Doyle is an avid reader, writer of NA and Adult fiction, a mom to two tornadoes that resemble an eight and six year old, and pet to a tuxedo cat named Oz and a German Shepherd/Boxer rescue named Charlie. If she's not reading, writing, or getting Oz out of a tree, she's screaming at characters on TV and trying not to curse around her kids.
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12 Responses to Rule of Three and Thirsty Thursday

  1. Joshua says:

    At first I thought these two were younger, mid-teens maybe. I suppose they could still be young, even though she is to marry. Their relationship is an interesting one, I'd say. Can't wait for more.

  2. Does she really think it's just friendly concern for her that makes him oppose the marriage, or does she know how he feels but is being nice about it? I wonder 🙂

  3. May-Day_Aura says:

    Poor guy. Wonder how things turn out for him and Jenna? I'm liking this story so far. =)

  4. Lisa says:

    I love the line:"Ice snaked around his heart and stomach at the name."With this you set the relationships of characters and impart a sliver of conflict. Well done.

  5. Love your characterization. Great blogfest… 😉♥.•*¨Elizabeth¨*•.♥

  6. Kurt Hartwig says:

    Is Bannon going to be one of your characters? I hope Jenna puts it together for Tyrnin before long.

  7. li says:

    Hi Kathleen! On my way through the REN3 entries. As one of the hosts, I'm being sparing of comments so as not to unduly influence anyone or give anything away 🙂 Enjoyed the read!

  8. A voyeur, fantastic!

  9. Deniz Bevan says:

    Aww, I'm on Tyrnin's side already – I hope he wins in the end!

  10. Romance in Renaissance. Love all the different takes we are getting. Looking forward to the next installment. Stuartco-host #REN3Tale Spinning

  11. Poor Tyrnin! Great entry!

  12. Yeah, I've always got a soft spot for the best friend who carries a secret torch for the girl and can't bring himself to say anything, sigh. Go team Tyrnin! 😉 And thanks for visiting Renaissance with us.

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