As the beta roll-out looms, it’s about time I had a sit-down with myself and addressed some of the important questions that you, the readers, have about my upcoming novel, Gardens of War & Wasteland: The Ruptured Sky.
Following on from the fun I had with character quizzes for main the cast of Garden of the Gods, here is the second installment of Unusual Questions for Your MC.
- What does your MC do to occupy themselves when bored?
Ami seeks to cure boredom in the company of others—and not in a sexual way. She has a good rapport with the owner of the tavern above which she boards and will at times sit down at the bar to chat and enjoy an ale with her dinner. When socialising doesn’t appeal to her, Ami enjoys training or exploring the old capital, which always seems to have some new exciting nook she hasn’t seen before.
Boredom is not something Rei gets to experience too often. His work for the Tower is dangerous and exhaustive and doesn’t allow for much idle time. He has been known to read whatever is at hand when he finds himself unable to sleep, and on the rare occasion when he does have down time, he endeavours to spend it with Kio.
Having grown up isolated in a forest, Kriah became very adept at entertaining himself. When not experimenting with different arrow tips and fletching combinations, Kriah enjoys a good hike through the rocky foothills of the Yaia mountains. He is also a budding culinarian and spends his free time whipping up new recipes.
In polar opposition to Kriah, Kio is the type who is perpetually bored, despite having everything at his beck and call. He requires external stimulation to keep himself occupied generally in the form of another person. Solitary activities make him restless, unless he has been through a long period of stressful political obligations after which he requires time to reboot. After his wife passed away, Kio began coaching his retainer, Rennel Kent, in the art of General—a strategic board game he has enjoyed since childhood. If boredom strikes when Kio is in a reboot phase, he will head to the training hall to refine his martial and sword skills. In his youth, after close friend Rei-Hai Shaw was sent away, Kio took to alleviating his boredom (and depression) through whoever he could seduce into his bed. He has since matured.
I’ve never been one for character building through questionnaires or other short-answer type activities. However, while browsing tumblr, I happened upon a list of unusual questions for MCs (or muses as it was originally postulated) and I actually found myself–and my characters–responding to them. Below are a collection of answers, featuring the full main cast of Garden of the Gods: Ami, Kriah, Kio and Rei.
- Does your MC prefer to sleep under many layers of blankets or only under a few?
Ami always likes a blanket of some sorts for security and comfort. Even if it’s stifling hot she will want something on her to feel relaxed enough to sleep. She doesn’t like too many though, as it makes her feel trapped and worries about becoming entangled should she need to rise quickly.
Dear Kriah is a man of minimal simplicity: his bed consists of a pillow and blanket, no more no less. If it’s a particularly frosty night he may add a fur throw for extra warmth but that’s it. Due to his mixed heritage, Kriah sleeps but once a week and associates bed with an irritating necessity rather than comfort.
Being a traveller, Rei spends more nights sleeping on the road than in the comfort of an inn. As he is required to keep his supplies to a minimum, he tends to not burden himself with blankets or a bedroll. Training has taught him to ignore his desired comforts and to rest sitting upright. Rei, however, is a naturally cold person and whenever afforded the joy of bedding, piles as many blankets atop of him as he can find.
As a prince, Kio has grown up with an abundance of comfort, including beds layered with plush quilts, furs and silk sheets. While he is quite content to snuggle down under all this luxury, more often than not he wakes to find them thrown to the floor. Kio is a hot, restless sleeper and although he would love to sleep buried under all that comforting weight, his body does not agree.
The Holanian capital, Adria. Rei-Hai Shaw knew it like the back of his hand. For the Tower to mark the city as his next hunting ground was both fortune and cruelty. Two years had passed since he last walked the streets of his homeland; he’d been a shadow then too, lost amongst the crowds gathered for the royal wedding of heir apparent, Crown Prince Kiokharen. But this time, Rei was not here for a celebration.
The Grand Cathedral of Nirhana stood nobly behind the castle proper. Secured within the gated domain of Upper Adria, it was not open to the general populace; the cathedral was the wedding chapel and worship venue of choice for the Holanian highborn. Rei had visited it a number of times in his youth—being the son of the reigning Swordmaster, Rei was privy to the inner circles of nobility. He was of age with the wayward Princess Amikharlia and had more or less grown up alongside the royal siblings. They’d often come to the cathedral to play, to see who could climb the highest up the ivy-coated walls. Rei always won.
Ami watched the sun rise over the swell of mountains on the horizon. The golden arms of morning spread dawn’s embrace across the sleepy castle town below. The Holanian capital, Adria, would soon be waking. Her still-made feather bed beckoned, though she would not be joining it. The young princess sipped the wine left on the drawing table along with the remnants of her uneaten evening meal. The dark Bararnite vintage was a sharp assault so early in the morning but Ami welcomed the wetness on her tongue.
It was the Day of Blessing—a humble day of virginal simplicity to be enjoyed in the presence of her betrothed. A day of tradition, of ceremony, of celebration—a day Ami would not see through to completion. Had it been Tallas, she would have endured. Tallas, heir to the neighbouring throne of Bararn, had been her promised one, not his snivelling, unctuous little brother, Reminas. Even before Tallas’s cruel and untimely death, Reminas always believed himself entitled to everything his older brother possessed—his titles, his birthrights, his armies. Now he had the impudence to name himself successor to the Holanian marriage alliance as well. But he would not have Ami. She would not be Reminas’s bride. He would not be her king.