Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Reia Shandy (C Intelligence -Comm Officer) in Side Sim - His Quarters - Ancestor’s Day

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Dagen Thor (CE) in Side Sim - His Quarters - Ancestor’s Day
Dagen had left shift early having put engineering in the capable hands of Angel. Once back in his and Reia’s quarters he set out to arrange things. He ‘thought’ he may have told Reia about this at some point but he may have been mistaken. It was probably a ‘next year’ is Ancestor’s Day that Trill celebrates. It used to be something that clans held individually but it soon became apparent that that simply disrupted things far too much and the governing elders created that day - that day to commemorate those who had gone before them.

It was not a formal tradition that everyone kept to such as some on Earth that held the same tradition in each family group to commemorate a single event. It was more like the Earth tradition of Halloween or Christmas in which each family unit celebrated in their own way. Ancestor’s Day was very informal but solemn in its own fashion. The clan leader per se would designate the family Ancestor to celebrate - though this would be from each side of the family. In his case Dagen’s father had chosen Dagen’s grandfather Burle. For Reia, who was not Trill, she could choose anyone; it was not so tight as to have to be specific unless it was once a decade where the elders would include a noted Trill personality. This was not the case.

Dagen fussed some by setting up the coffee table with candles, a bottle of not just wine but of a certain Trill brandy that his grandfather favored. On a small raised centerpiece he set Burle’s ring. It was a clunky affair of a somewhat tarnished silver like metal and topped with a flat cut green stone with red veins. On earth they would call that a bloodstone.
- Dagen

Reia was fairly oblivious to the events taking place in her quarters when she walked in late as she remembered. Seeing everything set as it was she had some dim memory of dagging reminding her of the event.

“Oh, right, I think I have some things in the other room I should probably set out with yours. Is that the way it’s done? What is this we’re celebrating again?”

• Reia

A small frown crossed Dagen’s face and he bit his tongue; this sort of holiday was a rare event outside of Trill and usually quite private. Mixed families were rarer in Dagen’s case. He remembered his father’s words in their conversation about this and he nodded to himself. “Something like that,” he said to her first question. “A celebration of the past isn’t that regimented,” he said. “Families customize what they do. In this case they are recent ancestors and can be very personalized.” He hoped that he had kind of answered her question. “It is a remembrance of the past and an appreciation of the present and future.”

He stood up and moved to give Reia a tight welcoming hug.
- Dagen