Tende altum, volare altius
Since “The Cataclysm”, more than 800 years ago, mankind has lived on floating islands in the sky. The earth has long been covered in a sea of bruised clouds, but they lie far below the sky cities, forests and fields and people never bother with what lies beneath. Life is hard, technology is limited and the only way to travel between islands is by means of winged creatures that can be caught and tamed. The forests, planes and mountains on many islands are filled with dangerous beasts and this tamed mount will be a companion and protector for the entirety of a person’s life. Most humans belong to one of four great tribal clans, resting on the four largest islands that sit at the edge of the known lands in each of the four cardinal directions. The Cataclysm was a punishment from the gods, who saw the greed of mankind and decided to destroy them. The survivors were lifted up as a way to bring humans closer to the gods and founded the four great clans. Relations between the clans can be tense, and so, as a gesture of peace and unity between them, the coming of age ceremony they hold for every young man or woman that reaches 18 is done together, on a mountain island in the center of the known world.
The proving is now. There is much you must know before the time is done...wake up, champions...wake up!
The camp hummed with energy. There was a tension in the air and at the center of it, the candidates who would run this year's proving. The market was alive, people from all over the world come to set up their stalls, barter their wares, take commissions for carvings, weapons saddles. Everyone was excited.
By the lake people were washing clothes, taking in the sloping sides of the God Mountain. Skybeasts lounged on rocks by the water, groomed and brought food by the riders or their children.
A boy of eighteen hugged his Northarian parents. "Remember what I taught you." The mother said, "and you will come back grown."
"You should choose a wolf, like your mother and I." The woman slapped her husband's arm playfully. "He is not you Brul, or me. He will choose what speaks to his heart."
Two more youths were talking happily as they carried wares for their parents to the stalls. "I can't wait until it's my turn to catch a skybeast!"
"Maybe, but the party when they return is the best part!"
Not far away a young woman sat in silence with two older. They we holding her hands. They bore no clan marks, and looked both hopeful, and sad.
"Do you know which clan you will choose?"
The young woman shook her head, and tears came to her eyes...
All this was happening all around a tent that sat in the midst of others, though not a soul went in or out of this one...people looked at it as if they had not noticed it before, but most shrugged and continued. Only one seemed to focus on it, and slowly, this one, the shaman and leader of the ceremonies of the proving, went over to investigate...
Kari jolted and gasped. The urgency fading more slowly than the images, which were now blurry and fading even more. Dream. It was a dream. She opened her eyes.
The tent was unfamiliar. It was canvas, dyed blue, which threw the entire scene in a gentle, serene light. She sat up and looked around. She was sitting on a thin bed roll, there were furs and blankets, and bags of supplies and...Faces. There were other people in the tent, sleep or just beginning to rouse, each on their own bed roll. She frowned as she grasped for the recognition that she knew had been there just a moment before, but it slipped like water from cupped hands, and looking at them, she could only conclude that she did not know them.
As she sat up she felt a faint dusk slide from her clothes. She took some of it into her palm...it was sand, sparkling with a purple tinge. Why was she covered in sand?
Kari brushed herself off slowly, and decided to reach out to the others.
These were facts: She did not know where she was, but the sounds outside told her she was close to a settlement. She did not know these people, though she may have? Once, or it could have just been the dream. They had supplies for a journey, from the look of the gear and clothing, a journey up a mountain: there were warm clothes, boots, grappling hooks and rope, rationd for two days, all set out for each person in the tent. Kari couldn't remember ever planning a journey...she needed answers.
"Hello?" She spoke into the silence, "I'm Kari...do any of you know where this is?...and, this is gonna sound crazy, what I'm doing here?"
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((So, for this scene, I'll allow multiple posts, though they should be short, for dialogue and interaction. Everyone had that dream/memory segment, and all the characters are likely going to be very confused.))