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The city of Israel is in turmoil. After years of torment from the Egyptian forces to their south-western border, and the violence that swept upon the sandy dunes of the no-man's land between the two kingdoms when Greece decided to step in and fight on the Judean front as well as their own... Now, the bloodied and battered soldiers who, for several months have remained encamped between Egypt and Judea, have packed up their things and are marching upon the city. Armoured, tired, hungry and far from home the Taengean militants look rugged and dangerous to the ignorant people of Israel who assume them to be attacking with a slow death march that cannot be turned away by a people without warriors. The Councilmen - meeting in Israel this month to discuss the very existence of the Greeks - are a little more in the know and have conceded to permit the Greeks to rent and purchase lands within the city walls; allowing them to encamp there to defend a blurred boundary line with the land of the Pharaohs, should war every strike up once more. How will this new union settle and find its place? For, to make matters worse... it is the weekend of the first Egyptian merchants tour since the war between the two nations. Now, Egyptians and Judeans merge on the same streets to sell goods restricted from them for years of war. While the Greeks set up their home in the lands of the Chosen People.
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The city of Israel is in turmoil. After years of torment from the Egyptian forces to their south-western border, and the violence that swept upon the sandy dunes of the no-man's land between the two kingdoms when Greece decided to step in and fight on the Judean front as well as their own... Now, the bloodied and battered soldiers who, for several months have remained encamped between Egypt and Judea, have packed up their things and are marching upon the city. Armoured, tired, hungry and far from home the Taengean militants look rugged and dangerous to the ignorant people of Israel who assume them to be attacking with a slow death march that cannot be turned away by a people without warriors. The Councilmen - meeting in Israel this month to discuss the very existence of the Greeks - are a little more in the know and have conceded to permit the Greeks to rent and purchase lands within the city walls; allowing them to encamp there to defend a blurred boundary line with the land of the Pharaohs, should war every strike up once more. How will this new union settle and find its place? For, to make matters worse... it is the weekend of the first Egyptian merchants tour since the war between the two nations. Now, Egyptians and Judeans merge on the same streets to sell goods restricted from them for years of war. While the Greeks set up their home in the lands of the Chosen People.
White Lands, Red Hands Provincial Story - Judea
The city of Israel is in turmoil. After years of torment from the Egyptian forces to their south-western border, and the violence that swept upon the sandy dunes of the no-man's land between the two kingdoms when Greece decided to step in and fight on the Judean front as well as their own... Now, the bloodied and battered soldiers who, for several months have remained encamped between Egypt and Judea, have packed up their things and are marching upon the city. Armoured, tired, hungry and far from home the Taengean militants look rugged and dangerous to the ignorant people of Israel who assume them to be attacking with a slow death march that cannot be turned away by a people without warriors. The Councilmen - meeting in Israel this month to discuss the very existence of the Greeks - are a little more in the know and have conceded to permit the Greeks to rent and purchase lands within the city walls; allowing them to encamp there to defend a blurred boundary line with the land of the Pharaohs, should war every strike up once more. How will this new union settle and find its place? For, to make matters worse... it is the weekend of the first Egyptian merchants tour since the war between the two nations. Now, Egyptians and Judeans merge on the same streets to sell goods restricted from them for years of war. While the Greeks set up their home in the lands of the Chosen People.
It might seem strange to some to travel to a province currently in turmoil and to bring your family along but between the meeting of the elders and the Egyptian merchants' tour, this was simply not an oppertunity that the shrewd businessman could pass up.
So it was that Elhanan, Rishona, Cane, and young Caleb and Amarissa were all wandering their way through the busy streets of Israel. At 19, Cane was quickly becoming a man in his own right and as soon as Elhanan was distracted speaking with one of the Egyptian merchants in broken Coptic, the eldest of the household melted into the background of people and went to find his own adventures. Caleb and Amarissa however stayed under their Rishona's watchful eye and were told to stick together with no exceptions. At just a year apart the 13 and 14 year old were grumbly but contented enough to not raise too much of a fuss.
There was enough wonders here to keep even the more bored young teenager enthralled and Amarissa was wide eyed with amazement at the Egyptian goods. Everything was so beautiful! Grabbing her brother Caleb's hand, she dragged him from one stand to another, drooling over the fine pottery and shaped jewelry.
Elhanan was negotiating the potential of bringing these items to Ammun markets with one of the Egyptian merchants when he noticed a small group of greek soldiers approaching with what seemed like less than friendly expressions on their faces. Nodding to the Egyptian and bidding him a good day, Elhanan glanced at Rishona and then the children. Without a word she quietly moved to catch up with them and gathering one on either side, herded them a small distance away near another merchant.
Elhanan moved to meet the greek soldiers and greeted them with a smile. "My friends, I trust your new quarters are to your liking?" He, like any jew in the lands of Judea knew better than to confront either side in this conflict. Still these men seemed like they were looking for trouble and if he could dissuade them and get them pointed back towards their part of the city, well that was probably best for all involved.
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It might seem strange to some to travel to a province currently in turmoil and to bring your family along but between the meeting of the elders and the Egyptian merchants' tour, this was simply not an oppertunity that the shrewd businessman could pass up.
So it was that Elhanan, Rishona, Cane, and young Caleb and Amarissa were all wandering their way through the busy streets of Israel. At 19, Cane was quickly becoming a man in his own right and as soon as Elhanan was distracted speaking with one of the Egyptian merchants in broken Coptic, the eldest of the household melted into the background of people and went to find his own adventures. Caleb and Amarissa however stayed under their Rishona's watchful eye and were told to stick together with no exceptions. At just a year apart the 13 and 14 year old were grumbly but contented enough to not raise too much of a fuss.
There was enough wonders here to keep even the more bored young teenager enthralled and Amarissa was wide eyed with amazement at the Egyptian goods. Everything was so beautiful! Grabbing her brother Caleb's hand, she dragged him from one stand to another, drooling over the fine pottery and shaped jewelry.
Elhanan was negotiating the potential of bringing these items to Ammun markets with one of the Egyptian merchants when he noticed a small group of greek soldiers approaching with what seemed like less than friendly expressions on their faces. Nodding to the Egyptian and bidding him a good day, Elhanan glanced at Rishona and then the children. Without a word she quietly moved to catch up with them and gathering one on either side, herded them a small distance away near another merchant.
Elhanan moved to meet the greek soldiers and greeted them with a smile. "My friends, I trust your new quarters are to your liking?" He, like any jew in the lands of Judea knew better than to confront either side in this conflict. Still these men seemed like they were looking for trouble and if he could dissuade them and get them pointed back towards their part of the city, well that was probably best for all involved.
It might seem strange to some to travel to a province currently in turmoil and to bring your family along but between the meeting of the elders and the Egyptian merchants' tour, this was simply not an oppertunity that the shrewd businessman could pass up.
So it was that Elhanan, Rishona, Cane, and young Caleb and Amarissa were all wandering their way through the busy streets of Israel. At 19, Cane was quickly becoming a man in his own right and as soon as Elhanan was distracted speaking with one of the Egyptian merchants in broken Coptic, the eldest of the household melted into the background of people and went to find his own adventures. Caleb and Amarissa however stayed under their Rishona's watchful eye and were told to stick together with no exceptions. At just a year apart the 13 and 14 year old were grumbly but contented enough to not raise too much of a fuss.
There was enough wonders here to keep even the more bored young teenager enthralled and Amarissa was wide eyed with amazement at the Egyptian goods. Everything was so beautiful! Grabbing her brother Caleb's hand, she dragged him from one stand to another, drooling over the fine pottery and shaped jewelry.
Elhanan was negotiating the potential of bringing these items to Ammun markets with one of the Egyptian merchants when he noticed a small group of greek soldiers approaching with what seemed like less than friendly expressions on their faces. Nodding to the Egyptian and bidding him a good day, Elhanan glanced at Rishona and then the children. Without a word she quietly moved to catch up with them and gathering one on either side, herded them a small distance away near another merchant.
Elhanan moved to meet the greek soldiers and greeted them with a smile. "My friends, I trust your new quarters are to your liking?" He, like any jew in the lands of Judea knew better than to confront either side in this conflict. Still these men seemed like they were looking for trouble and if he could dissuade them and get them pointed back towards their part of the city, well that was probably best for all involved.
Rivkah had at first been kept home today. While they found that she was generally safe as long as she stayed with other children and their parents, Rivkah's parents found the fact that there would be both Greeks and Egyptians in the streets unnerving for their own sake, never mind their young daughter's.
But while she, too, balked at the prospect of possibly seeing any blood spilled on the streets today, the chores her mother had asked her to do did little to keep her interest. While this was generally true anyway, she was worried about Abba, too. Really, she had been ever since she realized the Greeks were most likely here to stay. While they still captivated her with their unusual style of clothing and armor, as well as their sometimes interesting hair in shades she'd never seen before, not to mention the odd sound of their language, she was also frightened by them. While, as a child of nine, she might be willing to admit that anything new shouldn't always be seen as a bad thing, try telling her mother that! And besides, their facial expressions, more often than not, always seemed so stern and meant to intimidate anyone in their line of vision!
It was a combination of curiosity (perhaps, at least halfway, in a morbid sense of the word), worry, and boredom that finally induced Rivkah to break away from her chores. For once, her mother agreed, curious in her own way. Who knew how many of the crowd would wait, in the same tense and questioning but resigned manner Lael had often observed during stonings, expecting something to happen? @amarissa
If anything did, Lael and Rivkah both wanted to know, for the sake of their sanity, though neither one was able to shake a certain sense of trepidation. El Shaddai forbid something should happen to Menachem....
Seeing a family with young teenagers and a mother whose husband looked like he might be a fellow merchant friend of Menachem's, Lael approached the woman, while Rivkah somewhat shyly waved hello to the teenagers.
"Shalom. What do you think will happen today?" Lael asked, the woman, though she was really including them all in her question. She wondered if the other people were waiting with the same sense of dread she and Rivkah were.
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Rivkah had at first been kept home today. While they found that she was generally safe as long as she stayed with other children and their parents, Rivkah's parents found the fact that there would be both Greeks and Egyptians in the streets unnerving for their own sake, never mind their young daughter's.
But while she, too, balked at the prospect of possibly seeing any blood spilled on the streets today, the chores her mother had asked her to do did little to keep her interest. While this was generally true anyway, she was worried about Abba, too. Really, she had been ever since she realized the Greeks were most likely here to stay. While they still captivated her with their unusual style of clothing and armor, as well as their sometimes interesting hair in shades she'd never seen before, not to mention the odd sound of their language, she was also frightened by them. While, as a child of nine, she might be willing to admit that anything new shouldn't always be seen as a bad thing, try telling her mother that! And besides, their facial expressions, more often than not, always seemed so stern and meant to intimidate anyone in their line of vision!
It was a combination of curiosity (perhaps, at least halfway, in a morbid sense of the word), worry, and boredom that finally induced Rivkah to break away from her chores. For once, her mother agreed, curious in her own way. Who knew how many of the crowd would wait, in the same tense and questioning but resigned manner Lael had often observed during stonings, expecting something to happen? @amarissa
If anything did, Lael and Rivkah both wanted to know, for the sake of their sanity, though neither one was able to shake a certain sense of trepidation. El Shaddai forbid something should happen to Menachem....
Seeing a family with young teenagers and a mother whose husband looked like he might be a fellow merchant friend of Menachem's, Lael approached the woman, while Rivkah somewhat shyly waved hello to the teenagers.
"Shalom. What do you think will happen today?" Lael asked, the woman, though she was really including them all in her question. She wondered if the other people were waiting with the same sense of dread she and Rivkah were.
Rivkah had at first been kept home today. While they found that she was generally safe as long as she stayed with other children and their parents, Rivkah's parents found the fact that there would be both Greeks and Egyptians in the streets unnerving for their own sake, never mind their young daughter's.
But while she, too, balked at the prospect of possibly seeing any blood spilled on the streets today, the chores her mother had asked her to do did little to keep her interest. While this was generally true anyway, she was worried about Abba, too. Really, she had been ever since she realized the Greeks were most likely here to stay. While they still captivated her with their unusual style of clothing and armor, as well as their sometimes interesting hair in shades she'd never seen before, not to mention the odd sound of their language, she was also frightened by them. While, as a child of nine, she might be willing to admit that anything new shouldn't always be seen as a bad thing, try telling her mother that! And besides, their facial expressions, more often than not, always seemed so stern and meant to intimidate anyone in their line of vision!
It was a combination of curiosity (perhaps, at least halfway, in a morbid sense of the word), worry, and boredom that finally induced Rivkah to break away from her chores. For once, her mother agreed, curious in her own way. Who knew how many of the crowd would wait, in the same tense and questioning but resigned manner Lael had often observed during stonings, expecting something to happen? @amarissa
If anything did, Lael and Rivkah both wanted to know, for the sake of their sanity, though neither one was able to shake a certain sense of trepidation. El Shaddai forbid something should happen to Menachem....
Seeing a family with young teenagers and a mother whose husband looked like he might be a fellow merchant friend of Menachem's, Lael approached the woman, while Rivkah somewhat shyly waved hello to the teenagers.
"Shalom. What do you think will happen today?" Lael asked, the woman, though she was really including them all in her question. She wondered if the other people were waiting with the same sense of dread she and Rivkah were.
Maeri wasn’t at all sure that she wanted to be out on the streets of Israel right now. Not that she had much choice in the matter. She had been told that they were going out to the market, so that was that. Talora had begged to get to go out and see all the new Egyptian goods that had come into the market that day. Eventually, her aunt had given in, but only if the whole family went out together. There was strength in numbers. So Maeri found herself, her sisters, her mother and aunt all out in the streets of Israel.
Maeri wasn’t sure who she was supposed to be more afraid of, the Egyptians who had killed her father, or the Greeks who had always seemed to look as if they were heading either directly to or directly from battle. Maeri clung to Nedevah’s arm as they wandered through the streets heading towards the market. Yonita and Zevah were talking in tense, hushed voices between them as they walked. Maeri couldn’t understand what they were saying but she couldn’t imagine that it was good. Only Talora seemed to be in good spirits, her eagerness to see the exotic new things in the market not dampened by the tense environment out in the streets.
The one thing that did seem to give Maeri some comfort was the presence of other families out on the streets. The other children her age seemed to indicate that this wasn’t some unsafe and forbidden place to be. It made it seem like maybe she was supposed to be here. It was only when Talora sprinted on ahead to check out a necklace that Maeri began to finally start to relax out in the market. She and Nedevah crept up behind Talora as she held up the chain holding a veined blue stone that was cut in the shape of a bug of some sort or another. She knew their mothers would never buy it for them but it was so pretty to look at, even if it was Egyptian.
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Maeri wasn’t at all sure that she wanted to be out on the streets of Israel right now. Not that she had much choice in the matter. She had been told that they were going out to the market, so that was that. Talora had begged to get to go out and see all the new Egyptian goods that had come into the market that day. Eventually, her aunt had given in, but only if the whole family went out together. There was strength in numbers. So Maeri found herself, her sisters, her mother and aunt all out in the streets of Israel.
Maeri wasn’t sure who she was supposed to be more afraid of, the Egyptians who had killed her father, or the Greeks who had always seemed to look as if they were heading either directly to or directly from battle. Maeri clung to Nedevah’s arm as they wandered through the streets heading towards the market. Yonita and Zevah were talking in tense, hushed voices between them as they walked. Maeri couldn’t understand what they were saying but she couldn’t imagine that it was good. Only Talora seemed to be in good spirits, her eagerness to see the exotic new things in the market not dampened by the tense environment out in the streets.
The one thing that did seem to give Maeri some comfort was the presence of other families out on the streets. The other children her age seemed to indicate that this wasn’t some unsafe and forbidden place to be. It made it seem like maybe she was supposed to be here. It was only when Talora sprinted on ahead to check out a necklace that Maeri began to finally start to relax out in the market. She and Nedevah crept up behind Talora as she held up the chain holding a veined blue stone that was cut in the shape of a bug of some sort or another. She knew their mothers would never buy it for them but it was so pretty to look at, even if it was Egyptian.
Maeri wasn’t at all sure that she wanted to be out on the streets of Israel right now. Not that she had much choice in the matter. She had been told that they were going out to the market, so that was that. Talora had begged to get to go out and see all the new Egyptian goods that had come into the market that day. Eventually, her aunt had given in, but only if the whole family went out together. There was strength in numbers. So Maeri found herself, her sisters, her mother and aunt all out in the streets of Israel.
Maeri wasn’t sure who she was supposed to be more afraid of, the Egyptians who had killed her father, or the Greeks who had always seemed to look as if they were heading either directly to or directly from battle. Maeri clung to Nedevah’s arm as they wandered through the streets heading towards the market. Yonita and Zevah were talking in tense, hushed voices between them as they walked. Maeri couldn’t understand what they were saying but she couldn’t imagine that it was good. Only Talora seemed to be in good spirits, her eagerness to see the exotic new things in the market not dampened by the tense environment out in the streets.
The one thing that did seem to give Maeri some comfort was the presence of other families out on the streets. The other children her age seemed to indicate that this wasn’t some unsafe and forbidden place to be. It made it seem like maybe she was supposed to be here. It was only when Talora sprinted on ahead to check out a necklace that Maeri began to finally start to relax out in the market. She and Nedevah crept up behind Talora as she held up the chain holding a veined blue stone that was cut in the shape of a bug of some sort or another. She knew their mothers would never buy it for them but it was so pretty to look at, even if it was Egyptian.
Thaddeus was about 14, and he begged his father to let him go with him to Israel. Their father needed some things from the city, and while it wasn’t safe…. Young Thaddeus managed to get a yes. And so Thaddeus went with his father, and Thad was quite excited. Well, he knew there was a bit of danger but… with father around, he knew he’d be safe. Thaddeus wasn’t aware of the war, nor about what had happened…. All he wanted was to help his family. They headed for the merchants to buy goods, Thaddeus in step with his father. He stayed close enough to not really be noticed by really anyone, however, Thaddeus himself was watching everyone who walked by him. It was if he was on the outside looking in- there were people families and he wondered if there was anyone not from Judea here too. His father mentioned Egyptians….
Thaddeus didn’t know much about Egypt or Greece, but he did know not to bother his father when he was negotiating with merchants. As they went from stall to stall, young Thaddeus stayed back. Thaddeus was bound to be bored, and his eyes traveled their surroundings. He came upon a some people talking close by, and one of them spoke something that interested him. Thaddeus glanced at his father, still buying things, and snuck away. He just was going to be gone from his father for a little bit- he’d be back before his father could turn around and not see him there. With a huge smile on his face, the boy went over to where Nafretiri was. At this point, everyone was a complete stranger, but Thaddeus was always up for a conversation. He moved towards the other who he had heard speak.
“Shalom,” He started, grinning. “What did you mean by something happening today?” He asked his voice innocent and curious. All he saw were people and tables of things to buy- no danger at all. “I think today is a good day.” It really did seem like it. He noticed Maeri and waved a friendly hello, the teenager just liking to be friendly towards strangers. He looked over at Amarissa and Rivkah, as well as Maeri. “So, what are you all here to buy? I’m here with my father.” Of course, one looking at Thad might wonder where his father was, but Thaddeus was certain he’d be back to his father in no time. Just a quick friendly conversation was all he wanted.
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Thaddeus was about 14, and he begged his father to let him go with him to Israel. Their father needed some things from the city, and while it wasn’t safe…. Young Thaddeus managed to get a yes. And so Thaddeus went with his father, and Thad was quite excited. Well, he knew there was a bit of danger but… with father around, he knew he’d be safe. Thaddeus wasn’t aware of the war, nor about what had happened…. All he wanted was to help his family. They headed for the merchants to buy goods, Thaddeus in step with his father. He stayed close enough to not really be noticed by really anyone, however, Thaddeus himself was watching everyone who walked by him. It was if he was on the outside looking in- there were people families and he wondered if there was anyone not from Judea here too. His father mentioned Egyptians….
Thaddeus didn’t know much about Egypt or Greece, but he did know not to bother his father when he was negotiating with merchants. As they went from stall to stall, young Thaddeus stayed back. Thaddeus was bound to be bored, and his eyes traveled their surroundings. He came upon a some people talking close by, and one of them spoke something that interested him. Thaddeus glanced at his father, still buying things, and snuck away. He just was going to be gone from his father for a little bit- he’d be back before his father could turn around and not see him there. With a huge smile on his face, the boy went over to where Nafretiri was. At this point, everyone was a complete stranger, but Thaddeus was always up for a conversation. He moved towards the other who he had heard speak.
“Shalom,” He started, grinning. “What did you mean by something happening today?” He asked his voice innocent and curious. All he saw were people and tables of things to buy- no danger at all. “I think today is a good day.” It really did seem like it. He noticed Maeri and waved a friendly hello, the teenager just liking to be friendly towards strangers. He looked over at Amarissa and Rivkah, as well as Maeri. “So, what are you all here to buy? I’m here with my father.” Of course, one looking at Thad might wonder where his father was, but Thaddeus was certain he’d be back to his father in no time. Just a quick friendly conversation was all he wanted.
Thaddeus was about 14, and he begged his father to let him go with him to Israel. Their father needed some things from the city, and while it wasn’t safe…. Young Thaddeus managed to get a yes. And so Thaddeus went with his father, and Thad was quite excited. Well, he knew there was a bit of danger but… with father around, he knew he’d be safe. Thaddeus wasn’t aware of the war, nor about what had happened…. All he wanted was to help his family. They headed for the merchants to buy goods, Thaddeus in step with his father. He stayed close enough to not really be noticed by really anyone, however, Thaddeus himself was watching everyone who walked by him. It was if he was on the outside looking in- there were people families and he wondered if there was anyone not from Judea here too. His father mentioned Egyptians….
Thaddeus didn’t know much about Egypt or Greece, but he did know not to bother his father when he was negotiating with merchants. As they went from stall to stall, young Thaddeus stayed back. Thaddeus was bound to be bored, and his eyes traveled their surroundings. He came upon a some people talking close by, and one of them spoke something that interested him. Thaddeus glanced at his father, still buying things, and snuck away. He just was going to be gone from his father for a little bit- he’d be back before his father could turn around and not see him there. With a huge smile on his face, the boy went over to where Nafretiri was. At this point, everyone was a complete stranger, but Thaddeus was always up for a conversation. He moved towards the other who he had heard speak.
“Shalom,” He started, grinning. “What did you mean by something happening today?” He asked his voice innocent and curious. All he saw were people and tables of things to buy- no danger at all. “I think today is a good day.” It really did seem like it. He noticed Maeri and waved a friendly hello, the teenager just liking to be friendly towards strangers. He looked over at Amarissa and Rivkah, as well as Maeri. “So, what are you all here to buy? I’m here with my father.” Of course, one looking at Thad might wonder where his father was, but Thaddeus was certain he’d be back to his father in no time. Just a quick friendly conversation was all he wanted.
"My mother means with the Greeks," Rivkah said with a friendly wave. "She always seems to think something will happen- a brawl in the street, maybe?" Rivkah guessed, and while she was not exactly scared herself, she felt like she should be paying attention in case something did happen. As usual, she was worried about Abba,though she tried to be cheery. as the boy didn't seem to be too worried and was talking about buying things.
"Rivkah!" her mother yelled, though Lael was in truth more embarrassed than angry. To be honest, Rivkah's assumption was not far from the truth- Lael somehow did expect violence, which was partly the reason why she'd been reluctant to let Rivkah leave the house in the first place.
"Hi!" Rivkah added. "My name is Rivkah of Lael, what's yours?" She didn't think they were here to buy anything as much as to people-watch, really.
And the Greeks were certainly an interesting people to watch. But for all their great clothing, she didn't like the looks on their faces sometimes. And how could they stay still- 'at attention', the adults called it- for so long? The truth was, she was relieved to have someone around who seemed just as excited as she was, somehow. Adults were so boring! She understood that she should be careful, but her idea of careful and an adult's idea of careful seemed not to be the same at all!
"What do you think of them?" she asked, happy to finally have someone else young around to ask, though he still seemed to be way older than she was. She was far too eager to talk to someone besides her parents than to care about that, though.
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"My mother means with the Greeks," Rivkah said with a friendly wave. "She always seems to think something will happen- a brawl in the street, maybe?" Rivkah guessed, and while she was not exactly scared herself, she felt like she should be paying attention in case something did happen. As usual, she was worried about Abba,though she tried to be cheery. as the boy didn't seem to be too worried and was talking about buying things.
"Rivkah!" her mother yelled, though Lael was in truth more embarrassed than angry. To be honest, Rivkah's assumption was not far from the truth- Lael somehow did expect violence, which was partly the reason why she'd been reluctant to let Rivkah leave the house in the first place.
"Hi!" Rivkah added. "My name is Rivkah of Lael, what's yours?" She didn't think they were here to buy anything as much as to people-watch, really.
And the Greeks were certainly an interesting people to watch. But for all their great clothing, she didn't like the looks on their faces sometimes. And how could they stay still- 'at attention', the adults called it- for so long? The truth was, she was relieved to have someone around who seemed just as excited as she was, somehow. Adults were so boring! She understood that she should be careful, but her idea of careful and an adult's idea of careful seemed not to be the same at all!
"What do you think of them?" she asked, happy to finally have someone else young around to ask, though he still seemed to be way older than she was. She was far too eager to talk to someone besides her parents than to care about that, though.
"My mother means with the Greeks," Rivkah said with a friendly wave. "She always seems to think something will happen- a brawl in the street, maybe?" Rivkah guessed, and while she was not exactly scared herself, she felt like she should be paying attention in case something did happen. As usual, she was worried about Abba,though she tried to be cheery. as the boy didn't seem to be too worried and was talking about buying things.
"Rivkah!" her mother yelled, though Lael was in truth more embarrassed than angry. To be honest, Rivkah's assumption was not far from the truth- Lael somehow did expect violence, which was partly the reason why she'd been reluctant to let Rivkah leave the house in the first place.
"Hi!" Rivkah added. "My name is Rivkah of Lael, what's yours?" She didn't think they were here to buy anything as much as to people-watch, really.
And the Greeks were certainly an interesting people to watch. But for all their great clothing, she didn't like the looks on their faces sometimes. And how could they stay still- 'at attention', the adults called it- for so long? The truth was, she was relieved to have someone around who seemed just as excited as she was, somehow. Adults were so boring! She understood that she should be careful, but her idea of careful and an adult's idea of careful seemed not to be the same at all!
"What do you think of them?" she asked, happy to finally have someone else young around to ask, though he still seemed to be way older than she was. She was far too eager to talk to someone besides her parents than to care about that, though.
He smiled as the other responded to him, and he nodded his head towards her. “Hello, Rivkah,” The young teen greeted in a warm and friendly voice. “My name is Thaddeus, it’s nice meeting you!” His energy was high and he moved closer to her, figuring things were safe since they knew each other’s names. It was a good day for sure, but people seemed a little uneasy. Thaddeus didn’t quite understand it. He looked over at all the others around, asking what they were all up to. He listened to Rivkah’s words and glanced around at all the foreigners around. The teenager grinned over at one of the men who noticed him, before giving his attention to the girl he was conversing with. “I don’t know.” He said honestly. Father had told him to stay out of trouble, and so far he had done a pretty good job. He didn’t know what to make of them, but they certainly didn’t belong.
“Do you know why they are here?” Thaddeus gestured towards the greeks, not having much information himself. “Are they going to stay long?” He knew father didn’t like them, so the subject made young Thad uncomfortable too. He paused a moment, and his expression gave away that the teenager was thinking hard. “The more I think about them, the more I don’t like people who don’t belong here. Father said they are not like us, so hopefully they won’t be here too long. We’re not bothering them so why should they bother us?” That was his full opinion on the matter. He looked over at Rivkah and observed her for a moment. “What do you think?” He asked, wondering if she thought the same. “What do your parents say? I wonder if my father and your parents know each other.” Father seemed to know everyone. But that is just how things worked.
He moved closer as some greeks walked past, and Thaddeus went out of his way. It seemed like something was going to happen, he just didn’t know what. He looked to Rivkah. “Where are you from, by the way? I’m from Damascus.” He said cheerfully, trying to ignore all the people moving around them. “This place is really busy…” He knew father was probably starting to notice that he wasn’t with him, but Thad hoped he would able to make a friend before he was forced away.
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He smiled as the other responded to him, and he nodded his head towards her. “Hello, Rivkah,” The young teen greeted in a warm and friendly voice. “My name is Thaddeus, it’s nice meeting you!” His energy was high and he moved closer to her, figuring things were safe since they knew each other’s names. It was a good day for sure, but people seemed a little uneasy. Thaddeus didn’t quite understand it. He looked over at all the others around, asking what they were all up to. He listened to Rivkah’s words and glanced around at all the foreigners around. The teenager grinned over at one of the men who noticed him, before giving his attention to the girl he was conversing with. “I don’t know.” He said honestly. Father had told him to stay out of trouble, and so far he had done a pretty good job. He didn’t know what to make of them, but they certainly didn’t belong.
“Do you know why they are here?” Thaddeus gestured towards the greeks, not having much information himself. “Are they going to stay long?” He knew father didn’t like them, so the subject made young Thad uncomfortable too. He paused a moment, and his expression gave away that the teenager was thinking hard. “The more I think about them, the more I don’t like people who don’t belong here. Father said they are not like us, so hopefully they won’t be here too long. We’re not bothering them so why should they bother us?” That was his full opinion on the matter. He looked over at Rivkah and observed her for a moment. “What do you think?” He asked, wondering if she thought the same. “What do your parents say? I wonder if my father and your parents know each other.” Father seemed to know everyone. But that is just how things worked.
He moved closer as some greeks walked past, and Thaddeus went out of his way. It seemed like something was going to happen, he just didn’t know what. He looked to Rivkah. “Where are you from, by the way? I’m from Damascus.” He said cheerfully, trying to ignore all the people moving around them. “This place is really busy…” He knew father was probably starting to notice that he wasn’t with him, but Thad hoped he would able to make a friend before he was forced away.
He smiled as the other responded to him, and he nodded his head towards her. “Hello, Rivkah,” The young teen greeted in a warm and friendly voice. “My name is Thaddeus, it’s nice meeting you!” His energy was high and he moved closer to her, figuring things were safe since they knew each other’s names. It was a good day for sure, but people seemed a little uneasy. Thaddeus didn’t quite understand it. He looked over at all the others around, asking what they were all up to. He listened to Rivkah’s words and glanced around at all the foreigners around. The teenager grinned over at one of the men who noticed him, before giving his attention to the girl he was conversing with. “I don’t know.” He said honestly. Father had told him to stay out of trouble, and so far he had done a pretty good job. He didn’t know what to make of them, but they certainly didn’t belong.
“Do you know why they are here?” Thaddeus gestured towards the greeks, not having much information himself. “Are they going to stay long?” He knew father didn’t like them, so the subject made young Thad uncomfortable too. He paused a moment, and his expression gave away that the teenager was thinking hard. “The more I think about them, the more I don’t like people who don’t belong here. Father said they are not like us, so hopefully they won’t be here too long. We’re not bothering them so why should they bother us?” That was his full opinion on the matter. He looked over at Rivkah and observed her for a moment. “What do you think?” He asked, wondering if she thought the same. “What do your parents say? I wonder if my father and your parents know each other.” Father seemed to know everyone. But that is just how things worked.
He moved closer as some greeks walked past, and Thaddeus went out of his way. It seemed like something was going to happen, he just didn’t know what. He looked to Rivkah. “Where are you from, by the way? I’m from Damascus.” He said cheerfully, trying to ignore all the people moving around them. “This place is really busy…” He knew father was probably starting to notice that he wasn’t with him, but Thad hoped he would able to make a friend before he was forced away.
Amarissa and Caleb huddled on either side of their mother as Rishona held her arms protectively around them. Amarissa smiled as the other girl smiled at them but stared up at her mother when the other mother asked if Rishona knew what would happen today. "Hopefully nothing" Rishona noted carefully as she watched her husband interact with the soldiers.
Rishona smiled at the young Thaddeus as he approached them. "You should stick close to your father Thad" she said gently but did not reproach the boy for sticking close to Caleb and the other young jews.
Amarissa glanced at him shyly and smiled when he spoke. He asked so many questions. She wondered if his voice would pause long enough for anyone to answer in truth. "Father says they're here to protect us. He expects trade will be good" she noted a bit bravely. Rishona glanced at her daughter, not exactly chastising her but also giving a silent warning to not be too free with her tongue. Amarissa looked down embarrassed and shuffled her feet.
She let Thad and the young Rivkah keep talking and glanced over at the young girl Maeri. She remembered the day in the market with the thieves and smiled gently at the young girl. She hoped Maeri wasn't too scared with all of this going on.
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Amarissa and Caleb huddled on either side of their mother as Rishona held her arms protectively around them. Amarissa smiled as the other girl smiled at them but stared up at her mother when the other mother asked if Rishona knew what would happen today. "Hopefully nothing" Rishona noted carefully as she watched her husband interact with the soldiers.
Rishona smiled at the young Thaddeus as he approached them. "You should stick close to your father Thad" she said gently but did not reproach the boy for sticking close to Caleb and the other young jews.
Amarissa glanced at him shyly and smiled when he spoke. He asked so many questions. She wondered if his voice would pause long enough for anyone to answer in truth. "Father says they're here to protect us. He expects trade will be good" she noted a bit bravely. Rishona glanced at her daughter, not exactly chastising her but also giving a silent warning to not be too free with her tongue. Amarissa looked down embarrassed and shuffled her feet.
She let Thad and the young Rivkah keep talking and glanced over at the young girl Maeri. She remembered the day in the market with the thieves and smiled gently at the young girl. She hoped Maeri wasn't too scared with all of this going on.
Amarissa and Caleb huddled on either side of their mother as Rishona held her arms protectively around them. Amarissa smiled as the other girl smiled at them but stared up at her mother when the other mother asked if Rishona knew what would happen today. "Hopefully nothing" Rishona noted carefully as she watched her husband interact with the soldiers.
Rishona smiled at the young Thaddeus as he approached them. "You should stick close to your father Thad" she said gently but did not reproach the boy for sticking close to Caleb and the other young jews.
Amarissa glanced at him shyly and smiled when he spoke. He asked so many questions. She wondered if his voice would pause long enough for anyone to answer in truth. "Father says they're here to protect us. He expects trade will be good" she noted a bit bravely. Rishona glanced at her daughter, not exactly chastising her but also giving a silent warning to not be too free with her tongue. Amarissa looked down embarrassed and shuffled her feet.
She let Thad and the young Rivkah keep talking and glanced over at the young girl Maeri. She remembered the day in the market with the thieves and smiled gently at the young girl. She hoped Maeri wasn't too scared with all of this going on.
'I don't know how long they will be here for,' answered Lael. 'But from what we have guessed, it does not look good.' Nafretiri paid little attention to her mother. At least for now. the Greeks were a fascinating novelty.
"We're from Jerusalem," answered Rivkah. "I like their clothes, but they're weird. How do you think they can stay that still for that long?"
'Protect us?' commented Lael to Amarissa. 'From what- or rather, whom, do you suppose?'
Rivkah thought she might know the answer to that one. "Egyptians, Eema. I think." She raised her eyebrows, surprised at her mother's possibly not knowing that, before turning back to Thaddeus. "It is really busy!" she agreed.
Lael nodded. 'My husband thinks the same, that trade will be good. Let's hope they are right.'
And that they don't stay long, Lael added in her thoughts.She was unnerved by the idea of any stranger in this land. It was their land.
Rivkah, however, was way too interested in finding things to ask the boy to be bothered by her mother. This was just...her mother, and she'd come to think that her mother's personality would likely never change, as sad as the idea made Rivkah. Where was people's sense of adventure?
"Thaddeus, if you could have anything here in this market, what do you think you would buy?" she asked. "I wonder if you can get shoes like theirs here." Lael looked horrified by the idea. 'You, young lady, will most certainly not!' she hissed loudly, but Rivkah, though she heard it, ignored her mother again.
"Don't mind my mother. She isn't any fun." Rivkah grinned at the boy, wondering if he felt the same way about his parents.
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'I don't know how long they will be here for,' answered Lael. 'But from what we have guessed, it does not look good.' Nafretiri paid little attention to her mother. At least for now. the Greeks were a fascinating novelty.
"We're from Jerusalem," answered Rivkah. "I like their clothes, but they're weird. How do you think they can stay that still for that long?"
'Protect us?' commented Lael to Amarissa. 'From what- or rather, whom, do you suppose?'
Rivkah thought she might know the answer to that one. "Egyptians, Eema. I think." She raised her eyebrows, surprised at her mother's possibly not knowing that, before turning back to Thaddeus. "It is really busy!" she agreed.
Lael nodded. 'My husband thinks the same, that trade will be good. Let's hope they are right.'
And that they don't stay long, Lael added in her thoughts.She was unnerved by the idea of any stranger in this land. It was their land.
Rivkah, however, was way too interested in finding things to ask the boy to be bothered by her mother. This was just...her mother, and she'd come to think that her mother's personality would likely never change, as sad as the idea made Rivkah. Where was people's sense of adventure?
"Thaddeus, if you could have anything here in this market, what do you think you would buy?" she asked. "I wonder if you can get shoes like theirs here." Lael looked horrified by the idea. 'You, young lady, will most certainly not!' she hissed loudly, but Rivkah, though she heard it, ignored her mother again.
"Don't mind my mother. She isn't any fun." Rivkah grinned at the boy, wondering if he felt the same way about his parents.
'I don't know how long they will be here for,' answered Lael. 'But from what we have guessed, it does not look good.' Nafretiri paid little attention to her mother. At least for now. the Greeks were a fascinating novelty.
"We're from Jerusalem," answered Rivkah. "I like their clothes, but they're weird. How do you think they can stay that still for that long?"
'Protect us?' commented Lael to Amarissa. 'From what- or rather, whom, do you suppose?'
Rivkah thought she might know the answer to that one. "Egyptians, Eema. I think." She raised her eyebrows, surprised at her mother's possibly not knowing that, before turning back to Thaddeus. "It is really busy!" she agreed.
Lael nodded. 'My husband thinks the same, that trade will be good. Let's hope they are right.'
And that they don't stay long, Lael added in her thoughts.She was unnerved by the idea of any stranger in this land. It was their land.
Rivkah, however, was way too interested in finding things to ask the boy to be bothered by her mother. This was just...her mother, and she'd come to think that her mother's personality would likely never change, as sad as the idea made Rivkah. Where was people's sense of adventure?
"Thaddeus, if you could have anything here in this market, what do you think you would buy?" she asked. "I wonder if you can get shoes like theirs here." Lael looked horrified by the idea. 'You, young lady, will most certainly not!' she hissed loudly, but Rivkah, though she heard it, ignored her mother again.
"Don't mind my mother. She isn't any fun." Rivkah grinned at the boy, wondering if he felt the same way about his parents.