Tale 6: The Tale of a Friend's Debut (part 1)
"Kiyama? Is the play we're going to see based on an actual legend?" Ash asked as the path to Kasura turned upward.
I nodded. "The story goes that Yochi was once very afraid of battle, but one day, she met a minstrel that could sing magic. She was inspired, and performed for him in return. What neither of them knew was that in the royal palace, a prince was dying, poisoned by a treacherous lord. That is all I will tell of it for now--you'll see the rest of the story for yourself very soon."
The familiar flowing chords of a harp got our attention--and compelled Pikachu to dart off in search of who was playing the beautiful melody.
It turned out Brock was the one playing the harp. Pikachu was sitting at his feet, dreamily watching as the ethereal chords swirled into a triumphant war march. It was like we could see the raging battle in our minds--the rumble of Rapidash hooves, the war cries as the armies charged to battle, the clangs of swords and whistle of arrows, and the screams of the dying as they fell to a rival's weapon.
Then, the fierce battle gave way to a sad, but hopeful melody that represented the battle's aftermath, complete with a few harmonic chords to represent shooting stars. True, Brock was not a yushin--but he could definitely become one if he ever tired of the stage.
Ash led the applause when the last chord faded away. "Bravo!"
"That sounded very nice!" Dawn agreed.
"Thank you--it's one of the songs I have to play as Kashu--the yushin in the play." Brock replied as he set his harp aside and removed the silver fingerpicks from his right hand. "I believe it's called 'Battle on Falan Plains'..."
"That is one name for it, but the tune is also a version of 'Moltres' Flight in Summer' and is known in the west lands as 'Entei Racing Across the Plain'" I explained.
"Is it hard to learn the complex songs in plays, as opposed to playing for fun?" Ash asked as he ran to embrace his friend.
"It can be, but it depends on the tune I have to learn." Brock replied as a light breeze ruffled his brown hair and the red ribbon on his tunic that signified he was primarily a sodai actor. "If any yushin are in the area, they will teach me the tune, its history, and any other names it's known by."
"Pika pi?" Pikachu asked.
"Play some more?" Brock asked. He thought for a moment, then reached for the fingerpicks on the rock by his harp. "All right, I'll play for a little bit longer--when the teion plays its next osomiya, I have to go back to get ready for the show."
Pikachu nodded as Brock slipped on the fingerpicks, then picked up the harp to play again. "Here's one I've been working on--'Dance to Welcome a Yushin'"
With that, he began a prayer like melody that quickened into a festive song--I was in awe at how nimbly his fingers danced across the strings--if there were any wrong notes at all, I couldn't hear them.
It helped that he had a beautiful harp as well. it was shaped much like a bow, with jewel-studded stars and ivy inlays winding around the column. A tiny Beautifly was perched at the column's top, as if inviting all who heard the harp to come and listen.
Brock managed to squeeze in three more tunes before the teion sounded. "It's time." he began as he put the harp and the fingerpicks away. "The show's going to start in an hour."
"We'll see you in the audience, then!" Ash replied. He waved goodbye as he led the way down the hill into town.
Later that night...
"And now, please welcome the Honogin Players to the Forest Glen Theater!" a navy haired girl announced. We applauded as she departed offstage and the orchestra began the overture.
"A long time ago, there lived a mystic named Yochi." the narrator began. "While she lived among the woods by the capital city, she longed to be a great hero like yushin sang about."
The curtains came up on a girl clad in a green and silver mystic's robe. "I am Yochi, a guardian of the forest." she began. "I protect the plants and Pokemon here,
and make sure they are safe
With magic given me from Shaymin's hand
I create miracles from the land.
Yet deep down, my heart's burning desire
Is to be called a hero, as yushin say.
But when I hear word of a tale of woe,
My heart races in fear."
The three teions played hayareya for a moment before Yochi continued. "But today I have nothing to fear. The birds are singing..." A flute played a soft trill to illustrate this. "The wind rustles the trees' branches, and all is at peace."
The lights went down, save for the narrator in his spotlight. "But what Yochi didn't know was that in the royal palace, an evil plot was afoot as Prince Shinzo approached the age of marriage..."
The lights came up on a royal throne room, where a boy in an ornate teal, black, and gold tunic and white leggings listened as a man in a royal blue, gold, purple, and white robe spoke to him. "My son, the year is fast approaching,
When you will choose a princess as a bride,
But with what sort of maid do you desire
to spend a long and happy life?"
"Father, the choice is clear to me..." the prince replied. "My future queen will be as strong and brave as she is beautiful."
"Why do you say that?" the king asked, puzzled.
"It's true that a prince's bride is to love him and give him an heir." the prince explained. "But can she not give me counsel to make wise decisions,
Or even make such decisions by her choice?
Can she not aid me in defending our land,
When evil lurks at Kinmura's door?"
"Of course she can--although I don't know where you would find a princess skilled in a blade or a bow." the king mused. "I promise you that I will find a maid brave enough to suit your hand."
The orchestra played a tense stinger, and the teions began the urgent hayamiya as a spotlight appeared on a man in a black, red, purple, and white robe. "So the prince is almost of age to wed, and seeks a brave maid to protect him..." he sneered over the teions. "But no maid like that he will receive.
He knows not of the coup that I am plotting
That will take his life.
Yet he is only the beginning,
Once he has died,
His parents will too
By the cunning poison trap I plan to set
Then I will have all of Kinmura
Call me their king!"
Boos filled the air as the lights went down. "Why that sneaky double crossing Ekans..." Ash muttered, appalled at the treacherous lord's plot.
"At ease, young warrior--it is only a story." the woman next to Ash assured him. Ash just sighed and focused his attention on the stage as the sozo put the finishing touches on the forest set.
Yochi returned a few moments later. "All is peaceful in the wood, as it should be."
A harp chord in the distance got her attention. "What's this? A harp echoes through the wood...a yushin must be nearby!"
Excited murmurs went up as the lights blinked over to Brock, now clad in a blue, green and silver pattern often reserved for great yushins. "Greetings, travelers...my name is Kashu." he began. "Across the land I wander, no place to call my home,
Yet I do not despair, no matter how far I roam
Song and story is my trade, but I take most delight
In the wonder of my audience's faces
As I tell them of legend..."
He began the prayerful section of the song he was playing before as he continued his monologue. "Though no teion is here to welcome me,
I wait here, harp in hand
Hoping that at least a Pokemon
Longs to hear of a distant land
Of heroes brave and clever
As they seek a princess' hand
Or maybe of wily Tanuki,
Clever people, gods and kings
Even the call of battle
Comes from my harp as it sings...."
With that, he played the "battle" section of the song--and it was just as thrilling to hear the second time around! The crowd seemed to agree, and roared with applause when the last chord died. Our applause was the loudest, though.
"Bravo! Well played!" the actress playing Yochi cried as she entered the scene, also applauding the song.
Brock said nothing, but began the "aftermath" section of the song. When he finished, Yochi asked 'What is a fine yushin like you doing all the away out here?"
"His Majesty has bade me to perform for the prince's birthday tomorrow." Brock explained as he cradled his harp in his hands. "But I am not sure if I should come, if what I hear in town is true...
"What have you heard?" Yochi was curious at this.
"One of the lords at the palace seeks the throne for himself, and is even now plotting to kill the prince." Brock explained. "And who am I to suggest that once the prince is dead, the king and the queen will die as well?"
"Don't speak of things like that!" Yochi gasped. "The more we talk about them, the more likely they'll come true! What I want to know is how your skill is so great to make wilting flowers bloom and fallen trees live again!"
A playful smile formed on Brock's face. "Very well then, mystic, if you must know
How magic power flows from these blessed strings...
The Guardian of Song, Meloetta, granted this power
For me to command my harp to do wondrous things."
"So what did you do to please Meloetta?" Yochi was interested.
"It was no different from how I played for you," Brock explained.
"I played, and Meloetta came to listen
She heard me play old favorites and new tunes for at least an hour,
And was so pleased, she blessed my music with power."
Yochi nodded to show she understood. "Is it possible I can harness such power?"
"It will not be an easy calling...." Brock cautioned,
"You must practice the holy songs--morning, noon, and night,
"But in addition to your innate power
You will learn to harness the other five points,
Fire, wind, water, darkness, and light!"
Yochi gave Brock a little bow. "In return for playing another song, I will become your apprentice in the way of song magic, and all the training and trials it entails."
"Then consider this song a sign of my acceptance." With that, Brock began the tune "Sakura Falling in the Pool", with the lights going down when the last note died....
To Be Continued...