On the night before your wedding, the shaman examined the entrails of the bear you had killed as part of the bride-price. Usually, the next day the shaman would say that the ancestral spirits had shown him through the entrails that the couple would be blessed with so many children, yadda yadda, and the partying would commence.
Instead, the shaman awoke you in the middle of the night, and told you that Kord had shown him through the entrails that you were to venture forth, immediately, right-this-very-minute to fulfill an ancient Obligation placed upon your tribe. He pressed some sort of amulet he'd found in the bear's stomach and told you that you must leave, now, and seek out and fulfill this Obligation for the honor of the entire tribe. The amulet would be your only clue, and that you had to seek (in this direction). There would be no wedding for you, and you could not explain to your fiancee or her family or anyone why you had to leave. Your family's honor would not suffer, however, since your brother would be able to marry your true love in your stead...but your personal honor would seem to sullied. The shaman could tell no one of your quest, leaving no explanation for any of the tribe. No one could know of your sacrifice, or that your honor was not sullied, until the Obligation was fulfilled.
You stole away in the middle of the night, without a word to anyone, because Honor demanded it, just hours before your wedding to the most important person in your life.
Only you, the shaman, the ancestors, and Kord know that your honor is pure. Honor, both your own, as well as the tribe's, demands that you fulfill this Obligation. Yet the price is hard, for until you can return with the Obligation fulfilled, you will be but dust in the wind to all that you love. And the Shaman was old, and sure to be summoned to join the ancestors at any time when you left. It's been a long few years now, yet there has been little progress in your quest, and you yearn for the life, love, and land you've turned away from so long ago...because Honor demanded you obey the summons of a cold and disinterested god. And Honor has become so heavy...
_________________ Women are from Hoboken, men are from Trenton. ~ Jimmy Kimmel
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