Beyond the common language between nations, the past several years' lack of practice in Mizugo left her speech lacking: rustic at best. Her experience with the ancient Isaki's language was even worse. Though she hadn't heard it spoken within the country, some knowledge of Stone's own Bohemian -- where the name's origin had come from was something she would have loved to have learned -- would permit her access to older archives and be able to interpret and intercept messages if and when she ever left this place, as she already could do with any messages from the remaining survivors of the Water country islands.
'May I help you': 'Máte přání' in Stone's tongue; 'Ĉu mi helpu vin' in Mist's. This Bohemian language was as unforgiving on the tongue as it was grating to the ears; furthermore, there wasn't any kind of obvious connection between it to any of the other languages the former Isaki knew: not common nor Mizugo. It seemed to slip through time without being forgotten, yet didn't see much obvious use; any influence Bohemian held didn't seem obvious; rather, it seemed as though the language vanished entirely after a point, ignored after the adoption of the common language.
The language, via speech, is likely where its relevance fell out; however, messages written by hand or in text via some other means were a part of the shinobi life -- at least in the isles; it was easier for a message to safely reach a target than it was for two people to meet -- recognizing how the lettering and grammar appeared was important, if she wanted to take anything from this day of study.
Jmenuji se Kari.
Jsem bývalý vůdce medicíny ve vod--Jsem běžný student země kamenné.
Jsem považován za "S-rank", který se specializuje na il--Jsem považován za "E-rank",který nemá žádnou specializaci.
Jsem Isak--Jsem Akiyama. Byl jsem Isaki.
She scratched through the last sentence; there was no purpose in even acknolodging the clan's existance any longer. They held no relevance to her. Though her alignment wasn't with Stone, it, no longer, was with the dead country of Kiri, nor to the disgrace of a clan Isaki.
The realization came to her, soon after, of the irony of writing these things -- her past life's guilt -- so close to what the Iwagakurians called the Temple of the Five; shaman that, if they were similar to the preachers Kari knew of, listened to and supposedly absolved such. What she was, though, would more have her burned on the sacred floor.
The language, in all, would come better with more practice; for now, she knew enough to be able to recognize how it sounded and how it appeared. She learned what she needed to know.
She was Kari. She was a shinobi of Stone, for now. She served herself.
Byla Kari. Byla shinobi kamene, pro tuto chvíli. Sloužila sama.
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'May I help you': 'Máte přání' in Stone's tongue; 'Ĉu mi helpu vin' in Mist's. This Bohemian language was as unforgiving on the tongue as it was grating to the ears; furthermore, there wasn't any kind of obvious connection between it to any of the other languages the former Isaki knew: not common nor Mizugo. It seemed to slip through time without being forgotten, yet didn't see much obvious use; any influence Bohemian held didn't seem obvious; rather, it seemed as though the language vanished entirely after a point, ignored after the adoption of the common language.
The language, via speech, is likely where its relevance fell out; however, messages written by hand or in text via some other means were a part of the shinobi life -- at least in the isles; it was easier for a message to safely reach a target than it was for two people to meet -- recognizing how the lettering and grammar appeared was important, if she wanted to take anything from this day of study.
Jmenuji se Kari.
Jsem bývalý vůdce medicíny ve vod--Jsem běžný student země kamenné.
Jsem považován za "S-rank", který se specializuje na il--Jsem považován za "E-rank",který nemá žádnou specializaci.
Jsem Isak--Jsem Akiyama. Byl jsem Isaki.
She scratched through the last sentence; there was no purpose in even acknolodging the clan's existance any longer. They held no relevance to her. Though her alignment wasn't with Stone, it, no longer, was with the dead country of Kiri, nor to the disgrace of a clan Isaki.
The realization came to her, soon after, of the irony of writing these things -- her past life's guilt -- so close to what the Iwagakurians called the Temple of the Five; shaman that, if they were similar to the preachers Kari knew of, listened to and supposedly absolved such. What she was, though, would more have her burned on the sacred floor.
The language, in all, would come better with more practice; for now, she knew enough to be able to recognize how it sounded and how it appeared. She learned what she needed to know.
She was Kari. She was a shinobi of Stone, for now. She served herself.
Byla Kari. Byla shinobi kamene, pro tuto chvíli. Sloužila sama.
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