End of Empires - N3S III
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On the Evolution of Faroun Dialects
As Farou rose to become more and more of a significant player in its region of the world, the frequency of its interactions with neighbours increased dramatically. One of the most major impacts of this was an acceleration of the slow evolution of the traditional Faroun language. In the rather cosmopolitan regions around the south coast, the Trilui border, and the far north, a dialect known as Faronun (from Faro Nun, Farou Nayoun, Free Language). It has a simplified word order, simplified vowels, and has taken loanwords from several neighbouring languages, becoming quite useful as a merchant dialect (although still completely overshadowed at sea by Trilui). However, partly due to pre-existing dialectical differences, and partly due to a counterreaction at the ‘corruption’ of Faroun, many interior regions, particularly in the Helsian uplands, have seen the development of Faroun into ‘Faerouhaiaou’, or High Faroun, so named for its geographic origins, increased complexity, or its perceived greater sophistication and artistic merit- it is widely used in literature and theatre.
At this time, Faronun and Faerouhaiaou are mutually intelligible, but there is a significant amount of misunderstandings which can arise in conversations between the two. For an idea of the level of variation, I present this sample sentence, in four languages.
Faroun: Fieay haiya o Farou, Faeoria ay sayelai. (Be I of Farou, family and country).
Faronun: Fei hai Fyora ay salay o Faro. (Be I family and country of Farou).
Faerouhaiaou: Feahey haiiya o Faerou, Faeoraia aiey sayelahai. (Be I of Farou, family and country).
English (closest approximation to the meaning): I am Faroun, it is my family and country.
As Farou rose to become more and more of a significant player in its region of the world, the frequency of its interactions with neighbours increased dramatically. One of the most major impacts of this was an acceleration of the slow evolution of the traditional Faroun language. In the rather cosmopolitan regions around the south coast, the Trilui border, and the far north, a dialect known as Faronun (from Faro Nun, Farou Nayoun, Free Language). It has a simplified word order, simplified vowels, and has taken loanwords from several neighbouring languages, becoming quite useful as a merchant dialect (although still completely overshadowed at sea by Trilui). However, partly due to pre-existing dialectical differences, and partly due to a counterreaction at the ‘corruption’ of Faroun, many interior regions, particularly in the Helsian uplands, have seen the development of Faroun into ‘Faerouhaiaou’, or High Faroun, so named for its geographic origins, increased complexity, or its perceived greater sophistication and artistic merit- it is widely used in literature and theatre.
At this time, Faronun and Faerouhaiaou are mutually intelligible, but there is a significant amount of misunderstandings which can arise in conversations between the two. For an idea of the level of variation, I present this sample sentence, in four languages.
Faroun: Fieay haiya o Farou, Faeoria ay sayelai. (Be I of Farou, family and country).
Faronun: Fei hai Fyora ay salay o Faro. (Be I family and country of Farou).
Faerouhaiaou: Feahey haiiya o Faerou, Faeoraia aiey sayelahai. (Be I of Farou, family and country).
English (closest approximation to the meaning): I am Faroun, it is my family and country.
alex994
Hail Divine Emperor!
OOC: Why are there suddenly so many stories about women all of a sudden? 
Thlayli
Le Pétit Prince
Don't worry, the Satar are androcentric enough to make up for it. 
Thlayli
Le Pétit Prince
From: The High Princedom of the Satar
To: Katdhi
Your lack of response is most disturbing.
To: Katdhi
Your lack of response is most disturbing.
Thlayli
Le Pétit Prince
lurker's comment: If you are going to deliberately misquote, at least keep it reasonably close to the original.
Your lack of lurking is most disturbing.
das
Regeneration In Process
OOC: You are a very disturbed individual, Thlayli.
IC:
1. Evil Corrupts the Families.
In the beginning, Chief-of-Chiefs Eso Kotuu ruled over all the families that made up the Great Family. Eso Kotuu had the body of a man and the head of an elephant, and the latter contained infinite benevolence and wisdom. Therefore his reign was good and just, all the families were equal in the Great Family and all the men were equal in their families, and the oldest and noblest men ruled as chiefs. After Eso Kotuu had died, Yenri Hnoyto ruled over the good families that fought against the Evil Family and its allies. Yenri Hnoyto - the Good Council - was neither a man nor an elephant, but was an assembly of the great and noble chiefs who ruled its constituent families. Each chief had the body of a man and the head of an animal; many of them also had animal minds and therefore, bereft of Eso Kotuu's guidance, thought of their families first and foremost; and thus the true Great Family was no more. Nonetheless, all of them also had brave godlike hearts that hated the Evil Family, and this hatred for evil has united them for as long as it was in plain sight.
Mountains crumbled and oceans flooded around the earth, and by the end of it the Evil Family was scattered and destroyed; but the unity of the Good Council was lost thereafter as well and most of the families, led by the first-descendant-chiefs with human bodies, human heads and animal minds, scattered in all the nine directions of the world out of its center at the feast-tent of Eso Kotuu. Some of them went beyond the mountains and across the seas and lost both the memory of the Great Family and the likeness of the People. More fortunate were the ones who went beyond the mountains and settled on the sea-coast, for although they had lost the memory of the Great Family they mostly retailed the likeness of the People, although it is said that some of them grew fins or tails, which they have however been able to hide. There were also those who stayed on the right side of the mountains, but nonetheless moved away from the tent: they retained in full the likeness of the People and still told stories of the Great Family, but the original unity was lost here, and therefore different names were given to the same chiefs, events were told in different sequences and details were altered beyond recognition. But the most fortunate families were the ones whose chiefs had both human heads and human minds that allowed them to think not just of their families but also of the Great Family; and although the world has been shattered by the War and the true Great Family was forever shattered with it, the Moti Great Family that those chiefs had united to create was its reflection, for it was united and was ruled by a Chief-of-Chiefs that was descended directly from Eso Kotuu and had the heart of an elephant.
The first Moti-Chief-of-Chiefs was Swenit Kotui Gog, who was the first-born son of Kijit Kotuu, who was the first-born son of Eso Kotuu and who led Eso Kotuu's primary lineage during the Good Council. Kijit Kotuu had the mind of an animal, and he did not assert power over the Good Council, but instead fought his own battles and made sure to claim the best lands of the Evil Family for the Elephant Family. Swenit Kotui Gog, who is called Kotui by the impatient, had the mind of a human, which, thanks to his heart of an elephant, was able to reflect the shards of Eso Kotuu's wisdom; and so, to rebuild the Great Family, he gave away many of his family's newly-conquered lands to those families whose minds alternated between being human and animal (for in the shattered world, such an indeterminancy soon became possible). The human parts of the minds of their chiefs made themselves naturally loyal to the idea of the Great Family, and the animal parts made it impossible for them to leave the Great Family when to leave it was to abandon so many of their family lands; therefore they became fully loyal to it and to the Chief-of-Chiefs, and brought with them their families, and together the families helped each other survive during the cold early years of the shattered world. Swenit Kotui Gog, and his son, and his grandson, and his great-grandson each reigned for a hundred years, and each reign was wise and just, and the Moti Great Family grew and multiplied and spread out of the feast-tent site to cover many lands.
Each reign was wise and just - but the shattered world was ill with evil, and evil was such an illness that spread gradually and unnoticeably, slowly but surely bringing defects into the best of things. The more distant the Moti Great Family moved in time from the days of the unbroken world, the less of Eso Kotuu's wisdom and justice remained with them, and the minds of the chiefs were ever less those of humans and ever more those of animals. Every new generation of chiefs cared less for the Moti Great Family and more for its own families, and therefore grew greedy and aloof. At fiirst the justice and benevolence of the Chiefs-of-Chiefs had held them at bay, as had the human parts of their own minds; but by the times of the great-great-grandson of Swenit Kotui Gog, who was known simply as Bonti, the chiefs stopped visiting the annual Council, thinking it a waste of their time, whereas Bonti did not at first realise that they did it from sheer selfishness and arrogance, and thought that they were preoccupied by other matters. For seven years Bonti sat in the camp of the Elephant Family, and all the chiefs sat in their own camps, leaving only to raid the Sand People and to trade with the families outside of the Moti Great Family, but never to visit Bonti. On the seventh year, Bonti grew angry and summoned them all to the Council; they all came, but broke the custom in the process by bringing their war-hosts with them; and when Bonti protested, they threatened to leave unless this was from now on made their privelege. It was at this point that Bonti had at last realised the horrible thing that has transpired, but he had no choice but to agree to their demands. And from that year on, the chiefs of all families would once more come to the council, but with weapons and warriors and only to demand more and more priveleges for their families and - since their minds were by now not only partly animal, but also infested by pride - for themselves. Also from this year on they took to raiding each other, attacking those families whose chiefs were busy elsewhere, and later some families even stopped attending the council and instead took to attacking the families that did whenever they did so.
Thus it was under Bonti, and under the son of Bonti, and under the grandson of Bonti, and under the great-grandson of Bonti - the only change was that evil grew stronger and stronger; and at last it grew so much that at the start of the reign of the great-great-grandson of Bonti, called Frei, several families were entirely destroyed by their enemies and their children were enslaved. Frei was a very wise man, and he was able to catch the reflections of the wisdom and justice of Eso Kotuu by the means of the written word, which he used at first for himself, then for his closest confidants, then for his family and at last for all of the Moti Great Family. He recognised the victors in the family-wars, but told them that the reason they were so weakened and had lost so many warriors was that they had acted unrighteously by imitating the Evil Family, and presented a scroll containing the story of the Good Council - and this scroll, as well as their weakness, had reawakened the human parts of the minds of the chiefs, and had persuaded them to accept Frei's new good and just laws, according to which the lands of the vanquished were repartitioned amongst the families, the privileges of the vanquished went back to the Elephant Family, the enslaved children of the vanquished were freed and accepted into the families that had conquered them and all future family-wars were banned.
Then seven years of peace and justice had passed, and the families once again grew in strength and number, and found that their lands were not large enough to contain them. The animal parts of the minds of the chiefs were soothed, but their minds were still infested by such evils as pride and nearsightedness; by this time most families consisted of many camps, and the chiefs decreased the amounts of food due to those family members in the camps other than the ones they resided in and increased the amounts of work required of them, and took most of the food for themselves and their immediate relatives who whispered evil advice into their ears, for evil was by now strong enough to corrupt family members wholly. When the outlying camps started rebelling against this injustice, the chiefs and their immediate relatives called themselves the godlikes and the rebels humans; the godlike chiefs then published their own laws, which ordained exile for all rebels that do not die in battle and raised their armies armed with the best weapons bought from foreigners, and in this way fought with foreign sword and unright law until the other camps had submitted in exchange for being allowed to remain where they were. And from this day on a strange thing has come to pass: it seemed as though each family was one - but their members were unequal; it seemed as though each family was many families - but all obeyed one chief. Frei was both horrified and pleased by this - he was horrified because this was a clear injustice and he was pleased because the injust grow weaker from their injustice, and the other families would never be able to disregard the Chief-of-Chiefs as much as they did before, for the fear of their wronged family members rising up against them in such an event. Nonetheless he sought to make the godlikes ease the burdens they had placed on their children, and reawakened just enough of their animal pride to achieve this by leading them in war against the Sand People and the animal-minded families of Lumada, distributing most of the loot, slaves and lands taken in battle amongst the families. Thus their animal minds were revived just enough to keep them interested in the well-being of the families, but not enough to make them split away from the Moti Great Family; and this was surely wise.
After Frei reigned the son of Frei, and after that reigned the grandson of Frei, and after that reigned the great-grandson of Frei; and by now the true Great Family and the Good Council were, desptie Frei's best efforts, so far away that all was indeterminate and evil was everywhere, only kept at bay by the wisdom and the justice of the Chief-of-Chiefs, the good parts of the human parts of the minds of the chiefs and the written law of the Moti Great Family. So the arrogance and greed, and the abuses of the godlike chiefs waxed and waned, and rebellions started and ended, and the Moti Great Family sometimes expanded and sometimes retreated, and the population grew and shrank. In this time, preachers from the southern lands arrived; they said that in the Krato lands or possibly somewhere further still, an incredibly wise man - for he was wise and somehow able to pass the great distance in time and space towards the unbroken world and Eso Kotuu - saw the Good-God and the Evil-God fight an endless battle. Sometimes the Evil-God gained the upper hand, sometimes the Good-God. And it came to be that by the time of Gaci, the great-great-grandson of Frei, the Evil-God had thrown the Good-God to the ground, and the latter seemed almost dead.
For in that time the godlike chiefs were overcome by greed, and they demanded more and more things from the humans in their families, so as to sell them to foreign merchants for their frivolous goods; and to get even more things still they introduced new, severe laws, flogging those who did not bring as much as they demanded, killing dishonourably those suspected of murdering godlikes and their friends, and exiling those accused of theft, murder of foreigners and a sundry other offenses; and when the exiles gathered together in camps and, driven by despair, sought to live off the roads by collecting tolls, the nobles, at the behest of their foreign merchants, attacked those camps and killed everyone who failed to run away, desecrated their corpses and called it justice. Chief-of-Chiefs Gaci was a wise and well-read man, he inquired of foreign lands and customs, kept at his camp many wise-men from Moti families and distant tribes alike, built a great temple dedicated to Eso Kotuu, debated the Pure-Iralliamer sages and introduced many just laws; he collected the Frei-scrolls, walked in the city of Moti in the guise of a foreign merchant and had his friends walk similarly across the land, and therefore he knew both how things ought to be and how they were; but although he was wise and powerful, he could not stop the abuses of the godlike chiefs. On many occassions before and during the Council he talked to them about easing the laws and helping the poorer family members, and they listened and nodded, then came back to their camps and ruled on as before; and he offered mercy and acceptance within the Elephant Family to those exiles that settled on the periphery, and was accused by the godlike chiefs of trying to undermine their justice, although they were the true sources of injustice and he was the Chief-of-Chiefs. Evil had grown so strong it has spread into the Elephant Family itself; Tarti the brother of Gaci had the mind of an animal and was infested with pride, and demanded that the godlikes be culled by force, and Bonti the brother of Gaci had an evil mind infested with greed and demanded that the godlikes and the foreign merchants be granted greater priveleges still, for he was well-payed by both; and Bonti as well as some other relatives had on several occassions tried to overthrow Gaci. Gaci was just and benevolent, but above all he was wise and he knew that when evil was so strng he could not afford to be entirely just; and so after the seventh conspiracy against him he had Bonti and all those involved exiled to the outer lands where former outcasts that were accepted into the Elephant Family awaited them and killed them, and when the godlike chiefs accused him of their murder Gaci offered to step down and name Tarti the Chief-of-Chiefs; and the godlike chiefs backed off, because they very much disliked Tarti.
So none dared try and overthrow Chief-of-Chiefs Gaci.
But he grew older and older, and he knew that his death was near; and he was very much unhappy, because he was wise and very much displeased with the fact that he could not afford to be just; and that all that he achieved was a drop in the ocean when compared to the evil and injustice that reigned through the land. Such dark thoughts would have driven a lesser man mad long ago; but Gaci went on and continued doing what he could for as long as he could do so, and in this he was surely right, and the Moti Great Family was this much better off for his deeds, but injustice nonetheless reigned supreme in the land and year after year many had suffered from it, and perhaps the evilest of those years was the fourty-seventh year of his reign.
IC:
1. Evil Corrupts the Families.
In the beginning, Chief-of-Chiefs Eso Kotuu ruled over all the families that made up the Great Family. Eso Kotuu had the body of a man and the head of an elephant, and the latter contained infinite benevolence and wisdom. Therefore his reign was good and just, all the families were equal in the Great Family and all the men were equal in their families, and the oldest and noblest men ruled as chiefs. After Eso Kotuu had died, Yenri Hnoyto ruled over the good families that fought against the Evil Family and its allies. Yenri Hnoyto - the Good Council - was neither a man nor an elephant, but was an assembly of the great and noble chiefs who ruled its constituent families. Each chief had the body of a man and the head of an animal; many of them also had animal minds and therefore, bereft of Eso Kotuu's guidance, thought of their families first and foremost; and thus the true Great Family was no more. Nonetheless, all of them also had brave godlike hearts that hated the Evil Family, and this hatred for evil has united them for as long as it was in plain sight.
Mountains crumbled and oceans flooded around the earth, and by the end of it the Evil Family was scattered and destroyed; but the unity of the Good Council was lost thereafter as well and most of the families, led by the first-descendant-chiefs with human bodies, human heads and animal minds, scattered in all the nine directions of the world out of its center at the feast-tent of Eso Kotuu. Some of them went beyond the mountains and across the seas and lost both the memory of the Great Family and the likeness of the People. More fortunate were the ones who went beyond the mountains and settled on the sea-coast, for although they had lost the memory of the Great Family they mostly retailed the likeness of the People, although it is said that some of them grew fins or tails, which they have however been able to hide. There were also those who stayed on the right side of the mountains, but nonetheless moved away from the tent: they retained in full the likeness of the People and still told stories of the Great Family, but the original unity was lost here, and therefore different names were given to the same chiefs, events were told in different sequences and details were altered beyond recognition. But the most fortunate families were the ones whose chiefs had both human heads and human minds that allowed them to think not just of their families but also of the Great Family; and although the world has been shattered by the War and the true Great Family was forever shattered with it, the Moti Great Family that those chiefs had united to create was its reflection, for it was united and was ruled by a Chief-of-Chiefs that was descended directly from Eso Kotuu and had the heart of an elephant.
The first Moti-Chief-of-Chiefs was Swenit Kotui Gog, who was the first-born son of Kijit Kotuu, who was the first-born son of Eso Kotuu and who led Eso Kotuu's primary lineage during the Good Council. Kijit Kotuu had the mind of an animal, and he did not assert power over the Good Council, but instead fought his own battles and made sure to claim the best lands of the Evil Family for the Elephant Family. Swenit Kotui Gog, who is called Kotui by the impatient, had the mind of a human, which, thanks to his heart of an elephant, was able to reflect the shards of Eso Kotuu's wisdom; and so, to rebuild the Great Family, he gave away many of his family's newly-conquered lands to those families whose minds alternated between being human and animal (for in the shattered world, such an indeterminancy soon became possible). The human parts of the minds of their chiefs made themselves naturally loyal to the idea of the Great Family, and the animal parts made it impossible for them to leave the Great Family when to leave it was to abandon so many of their family lands; therefore they became fully loyal to it and to the Chief-of-Chiefs, and brought with them their families, and together the families helped each other survive during the cold early years of the shattered world. Swenit Kotui Gog, and his son, and his grandson, and his great-grandson each reigned for a hundred years, and each reign was wise and just, and the Moti Great Family grew and multiplied and spread out of the feast-tent site to cover many lands.
Each reign was wise and just - but the shattered world was ill with evil, and evil was such an illness that spread gradually and unnoticeably, slowly but surely bringing defects into the best of things. The more distant the Moti Great Family moved in time from the days of the unbroken world, the less of Eso Kotuu's wisdom and justice remained with them, and the minds of the chiefs were ever less those of humans and ever more those of animals. Every new generation of chiefs cared less for the Moti Great Family and more for its own families, and therefore grew greedy and aloof. At fiirst the justice and benevolence of the Chiefs-of-Chiefs had held them at bay, as had the human parts of their own minds; but by the times of the great-great-grandson of Swenit Kotui Gog, who was known simply as Bonti, the chiefs stopped visiting the annual Council, thinking it a waste of their time, whereas Bonti did not at first realise that they did it from sheer selfishness and arrogance, and thought that they were preoccupied by other matters. For seven years Bonti sat in the camp of the Elephant Family, and all the chiefs sat in their own camps, leaving only to raid the Sand People and to trade with the families outside of the Moti Great Family, but never to visit Bonti. On the seventh year, Bonti grew angry and summoned them all to the Council; they all came, but broke the custom in the process by bringing their war-hosts with them; and when Bonti protested, they threatened to leave unless this was from now on made their privelege. It was at this point that Bonti had at last realised the horrible thing that has transpired, but he had no choice but to agree to their demands. And from that year on, the chiefs of all families would once more come to the council, but with weapons and warriors and only to demand more and more priveleges for their families and - since their minds were by now not only partly animal, but also infested by pride - for themselves. Also from this year on they took to raiding each other, attacking those families whose chiefs were busy elsewhere, and later some families even stopped attending the council and instead took to attacking the families that did whenever they did so.
Thus it was under Bonti, and under the son of Bonti, and under the grandson of Bonti, and under the great-grandson of Bonti - the only change was that evil grew stronger and stronger; and at last it grew so much that at the start of the reign of the great-great-grandson of Bonti, called Frei, several families were entirely destroyed by their enemies and their children were enslaved. Frei was a very wise man, and he was able to catch the reflections of the wisdom and justice of Eso Kotuu by the means of the written word, which he used at first for himself, then for his closest confidants, then for his family and at last for all of the Moti Great Family. He recognised the victors in the family-wars, but told them that the reason they were so weakened and had lost so many warriors was that they had acted unrighteously by imitating the Evil Family, and presented a scroll containing the story of the Good Council - and this scroll, as well as their weakness, had reawakened the human parts of the minds of the chiefs, and had persuaded them to accept Frei's new good and just laws, according to which the lands of the vanquished were repartitioned amongst the families, the privileges of the vanquished went back to the Elephant Family, the enslaved children of the vanquished were freed and accepted into the families that had conquered them and all future family-wars were banned.
Then seven years of peace and justice had passed, and the families once again grew in strength and number, and found that their lands were not large enough to contain them. The animal parts of the minds of the chiefs were soothed, but their minds were still infested by such evils as pride and nearsightedness; by this time most families consisted of many camps, and the chiefs decreased the amounts of food due to those family members in the camps other than the ones they resided in and increased the amounts of work required of them, and took most of the food for themselves and their immediate relatives who whispered evil advice into their ears, for evil was by now strong enough to corrupt family members wholly. When the outlying camps started rebelling against this injustice, the chiefs and their immediate relatives called themselves the godlikes and the rebels humans; the godlike chiefs then published their own laws, which ordained exile for all rebels that do not die in battle and raised their armies armed with the best weapons bought from foreigners, and in this way fought with foreign sword and unright law until the other camps had submitted in exchange for being allowed to remain where they were. And from this day on a strange thing has come to pass: it seemed as though each family was one - but their members were unequal; it seemed as though each family was many families - but all obeyed one chief. Frei was both horrified and pleased by this - he was horrified because this was a clear injustice and he was pleased because the injust grow weaker from their injustice, and the other families would never be able to disregard the Chief-of-Chiefs as much as they did before, for the fear of their wronged family members rising up against them in such an event. Nonetheless he sought to make the godlikes ease the burdens they had placed on their children, and reawakened just enough of their animal pride to achieve this by leading them in war against the Sand People and the animal-minded families of Lumada, distributing most of the loot, slaves and lands taken in battle amongst the families. Thus their animal minds were revived just enough to keep them interested in the well-being of the families, but not enough to make them split away from the Moti Great Family; and this was surely wise.
After Frei reigned the son of Frei, and after that reigned the grandson of Frei, and after that reigned the great-grandson of Frei; and by now the true Great Family and the Good Council were, desptie Frei's best efforts, so far away that all was indeterminate and evil was everywhere, only kept at bay by the wisdom and the justice of the Chief-of-Chiefs, the good parts of the human parts of the minds of the chiefs and the written law of the Moti Great Family. So the arrogance and greed, and the abuses of the godlike chiefs waxed and waned, and rebellions started and ended, and the Moti Great Family sometimes expanded and sometimes retreated, and the population grew and shrank. In this time, preachers from the southern lands arrived; they said that in the Krato lands or possibly somewhere further still, an incredibly wise man - for he was wise and somehow able to pass the great distance in time and space towards the unbroken world and Eso Kotuu - saw the Good-God and the Evil-God fight an endless battle. Sometimes the Evil-God gained the upper hand, sometimes the Good-God. And it came to be that by the time of Gaci, the great-great-grandson of Frei, the Evil-God had thrown the Good-God to the ground, and the latter seemed almost dead.
For in that time the godlike chiefs were overcome by greed, and they demanded more and more things from the humans in their families, so as to sell them to foreign merchants for their frivolous goods; and to get even more things still they introduced new, severe laws, flogging those who did not bring as much as they demanded, killing dishonourably those suspected of murdering godlikes and their friends, and exiling those accused of theft, murder of foreigners and a sundry other offenses; and when the exiles gathered together in camps and, driven by despair, sought to live off the roads by collecting tolls, the nobles, at the behest of their foreign merchants, attacked those camps and killed everyone who failed to run away, desecrated their corpses and called it justice. Chief-of-Chiefs Gaci was a wise and well-read man, he inquired of foreign lands and customs, kept at his camp many wise-men from Moti families and distant tribes alike, built a great temple dedicated to Eso Kotuu, debated the Pure-Iralliamer sages and introduced many just laws; he collected the Frei-scrolls, walked in the city of Moti in the guise of a foreign merchant and had his friends walk similarly across the land, and therefore he knew both how things ought to be and how they were; but although he was wise and powerful, he could not stop the abuses of the godlike chiefs. On many occassions before and during the Council he talked to them about easing the laws and helping the poorer family members, and they listened and nodded, then came back to their camps and ruled on as before; and he offered mercy and acceptance within the Elephant Family to those exiles that settled on the periphery, and was accused by the godlike chiefs of trying to undermine their justice, although they were the true sources of injustice and he was the Chief-of-Chiefs. Evil had grown so strong it has spread into the Elephant Family itself; Tarti the brother of Gaci had the mind of an animal and was infested with pride, and demanded that the godlikes be culled by force, and Bonti the brother of Gaci had an evil mind infested with greed and demanded that the godlikes and the foreign merchants be granted greater priveleges still, for he was well-payed by both; and Bonti as well as some other relatives had on several occassions tried to overthrow Gaci. Gaci was just and benevolent, but above all he was wise and he knew that when evil was so strng he could not afford to be entirely just; and so after the seventh conspiracy against him he had Bonti and all those involved exiled to the outer lands where former outcasts that were accepted into the Elephant Family awaited them and killed them, and when the godlike chiefs accused him of their murder Gaci offered to step down and name Tarti the Chief-of-Chiefs; and the godlike chiefs backed off, because they very much disliked Tarti.
So none dared try and overthrow Chief-of-Chiefs Gaci.
But he grew older and older, and he knew that his death was near; and he was very much unhappy, because he was wise and very much displeased with the fact that he could not afford to be just; and that all that he achieved was a drop in the ocean when compared to the evil and injustice that reigned through the land. Such dark thoughts would have driven a lesser man mad long ago; but Gaci went on and continued doing what he could for as long as he could do so, and in this he was surely right, and the Moti Great Family was this much better off for his deeds, but injustice nonetheless reigned supreme in the land and year after year many had suffered from it, and perhaps the evilest of those years was the fourty-seventh year of his reign.
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On Slaves
Then a rich landowner asked "What of Slaves?"
"They are but tied to their masters path for a brief moment in time, and if their master travels the righteousness path, Opporia awaits, and if he travels the sinful one Istrias awaits. However all peoples must have the chance to travel their own path, to take such an ability away from them is to destroy them."
"All slaves must have the chance to leave the warmth of the hearth, Slaves of the people, who are slaves to pay for their crimes against the people must serve until they are to be freed and once again can walk their own path wether it be for good or for ill, Slaves from far away lands who have thus stumbeled upon the path must be taught and nurtured like you nurture your cattle and cared for like a new-born babe, for these are fragile things and must be taught the path, for ignorance is no saving grace, you are judged by your actions. Some slaves will never learn the path, either clinging to their beleifs others simply to stubbern to change, these are sadly better off serving their master till they both die to ensure that they travel the correct path,"
The Church
Then a priest asked "Tell us of the temples and churches, of the priests who live there,"
"In all things there are teachers, someone to learn from. Priests are wise men who have travelled the path for many years, they provide understanding to your actions. In the good times and in the bad times they provide counsel to help you reach Opporias heaven,"
"For who has learnt to sow the seeds of the field without someone showing them how to ply the field? Who has learnt to ride a horse without an instructor teaching them how to approach the beast? Who has heard of a good King who has not had advisors to assist him on govering his people? A judge who can look back on past judgements and the written laws of the land? It is just as these, the path is taught for whilst you will travel it in your ignorance oft times this will lead you to Istrias Doom."
"And those being taught must learn to support the Church and its teachers for should they stumble all people are in danger of becoming lost,"
das
Regeneration In Process
OOC: That's just because your people have fins.
The Patriarch of Opios was struggling with his Consciousness whispers of war to the north had reached him, great barbarian hordes of north, and all of them having never heard of Opporias way. Such a war was never good ignorant masses sent to Istrias Doom, but to send a request to the Council to request an intervention would be to send many of Opproias faithfull to their death.
Then again he had to consider that the Council would likely invade for their own reasons, mostly wealth and land, his pleas of souls to save would either be ignored or tucked under their arms as an added bonus. But he had been taught at the great schools, to be an orater, to understand the philosophies of the day he could frame such a request so that it would be regarded seriously.
Then there were other more....serious rumours, threats of heretics teaching falsehoods, Istrias people within the Kingdom. He remembered his father but a priest of Opios then teaching him a simple paradox: "Son, it would be good for you to know that whilst the prize has always been a persons soul the method for which they go about claiming it can be complex, someday Opporia will pit all his might against but a grain of sand attempting to move it, and Istria will pit all of his might against it, for this simple piece of sand, in the eyes of a man might change his life forever,". I must be like this he mused, resisiting all evil forces and pushing with all my might to include all on Opporias path lest the unsaved swell Istrias Doom.
Then again he had to consider that the Council would likely invade for their own reasons, mostly wealth and land, his pleas of souls to save would either be ignored or tucked under their arms as an added bonus. But he had been taught at the great schools, to be an orater, to understand the philosophies of the day he could frame such a request so that it would be regarded seriously.
Then there were other more....serious rumours, threats of heretics teaching falsehoods, Istrias people within the Kingdom. He remembered his father but a priest of Opios then teaching him a simple paradox: "Son, it would be good for you to know that whilst the prize has always been a persons soul the method for which they go about claiming it can be complex, someday Opporia will pit all his might against but a grain of sand attempting to move it, and Istria will pit all of his might against it, for this simple piece of sand, in the eyes of a man might change his life forever,". I must be like this he mused, resisiting all evil forces and pushing with all my might to include all on Opporias path lest the unsaved swell Istrias Doom.
das
Regeneration In Process
Some of our (definitely absolutely probably sober at the time) warriors swear that they saw a bunch of Sesh merchants with fins (and gils, incidentally) in a tavern. You hide them successfully most of the time, but those merchants were drunk and got careless. Now, ofcourse, the testimony of a bunch of warriors won't be enough in and of itself, but it corroborates our old stories about people with fins and gils quite nicely, and some nice people from a land they called "Huu-ut" told us as much about you as well, and you are also known for seafaring, so that's more or less irrefutable evidence when taken together.
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Ahem NK stats please. I won't send orders without stats.
Working on a story called the One and the Shadow to refresh peoples' memories/tell them about the religion of the One that will go here or if we go on another page or two that page.
Working on a story called the One and the Shadow to refresh peoples' memories/tell them about the religion of the One that will go here or if we go on another page or two that page.
das
Regeneration In Process
Seriously, though, Masada, what did disturb you about my story - the ideological bent or the factual situation? I'm rather curious.
It might be that you are disturbed for the right reasons, though I'm not sure.
It might be that you are disturbed for the right reasons, though I'm not sure.
