The Dragons Shattered
Ut Ho'Chik: Mecatl Ohtli
Can he not see, beside the Witches, we have seen and learned the most?
The direction House Ohtli has walked is a thing decades and generations in the making. Some are awed by the witches and their knowledge of the greater world, others are fearful of those stories and scare their children with them. but House Ohtli is different. At the hearing of those tales they felt envy and the birth of a deep hunger for the same.
At first the villagers would laugh and say the Ohtli’s had hit their own stores too hard. Yet, when they loaded up that first wagon with barrels of their finest to visit one of the places the Witches had spoken of, to see it and experience it themselves, those whispers died. There is great respect for the bravery and strength of the Ohtli today and thankfulness for the rare token or luxury of foreign lands the rich house is willing to trade away.
In truth their veneration for Teman is no less than any others, greater in that it has moved them body and soul, but their spirit desires recognition. To be held closest to him under the witches – to be asked that one among their number join his household, rather than be told to submit to lots beside the fearful commoners that till only the earth. Mecatl keeps the House strong in there efforts to earn a higher station than their countrymen in the eyes of their god. If the witches are forged in the real world upon dangerous roads and testing their tongues against gods and men, then surely the Ohtli are closer to divinity than other families. Yet, Mecatl can scarce get a word in with Lotus or Patli, the every traveling Teman ever beyond the House’ pleas – even as he can not hear them drunk in celebration upon Ohtli’s own spirits.
Frustration is the word of the day, for all parties, as Lord Teman is reported to have said, “…again and again and again, I am plagued by vintners”