Lady Merreth's WorldLady Merreth's world is a parallel earth, similar to ours in size, climate and land to water ratio. The continents look significantly different however. The level of technological development in the world is roughly late 18th to early 19th century, though significant variance exists.
Lady Merreth lives in the matriarchy of Wechta, a female dominated monarchy bounded by the sea to the north, the Kettleback Mountains to the east, and the Saskanna River to the west. The western steppe lies beyond the Saskanna and is home to several large, Mongol-like clans. To the south is another mountain range on the other side of which are several small principalities and then the Southern Ocean.
Wechta is relatively small -- perhaps the size of the Benelux nations in Europe -- and has been isolated from the surrounding patriarchies through a combination of geography (noted above) and disinterest on the part of
Western Watch, Chapter 3, First Draft - Bitch SlapAuthor's commentary:
Unlike Chapter Two, Chapter Three does have a clear point-of-view (POV) character -- Merreth. The chapter is really composed of two scenes. The first is where Merreth and Sarrit are in the hallway and on the staircase landing. The second is where Merreth meets Lady Tiandraa in the crowded administration room [I know I need a better name for that room]. Like the last chapter, both scenes lack a clear scene goal for Merreth, though a couple of goals are implied (finding quarters, getting past the Red Hand without being noticed). Both scenes will require re-writing. In addition, Hanahk, the friendly tribal chief will be gone in the re-write. His brief appearance in this chapter was to be the beginning of a sub-plot, but it never went anywhere in the subsequent chapters, so he'll be gone in the re-write.
The essence of the chapter will remain though -- Merreth's confrontation with Tiandraa, where Merreth's temper gets the better of h
Western Watch, Chapter 2, First DraftAuthor's commentary:
This really is very much a first draft and I wrote it before I really understood how to structure a scene and provide a strong scene goal for the point-of-view character. In the second draft this chapter will be re-written so that it is entirely from Merreth's point of view. Until then, enjoy.
“I don’t give a damn for your petty political concerns, Rehkhell! That unwashed, swaggering barbarian insulted me. His mere presence should be an insult to all of us!”
Two scribes occupy desks in Mistress Rehkhell’s antechamber. Duggel, Senior Scribe to Mistress Rehkhell Lyatir, places his elbows on his desk. He has seen at least fifty summers. Tall, thin and balding, with a nose like a beak, Duggel wears a simple brown robe belted at the waist with a length of rich brown leather. Circling his neck is a mahogany-coloure