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From the Chronicles of Queen Ariana
In the heat of summer Queen Ariana often took pleasure in the cool water gardens on the north side of the palace ground. Water from Mother Animas was diverted and flowed through deep pools of exotic plants. On this day the white lotus were in full bloom and bathed the garden in heavy scent.
Ariana: My Lord, come join me.
Tipu stepped into the shade of her bower and saw that in the heat and privacy of the garden even the sheer cotton of her queenly dress was mostly heaped about her waist.
Tipu: My sweet, the flowers about your neck are most lovely.
Ariana: Any word from Misa Remane of Karankoff or Good King Giamo?
Tipu: Alas no my Queen. The winds perhaps forbid quick passage from them to us this time of year. Or it could be that the trouble we have rumor of is real. Karankoff is said to be beset by barbarians and beyond Tereno bloody war and evil deeds stalk the land. Nations are said to have perished.
Ariana: Then it would be best for the great traders to know they are safe from one another and free to turn the machines of war elsewhere should it be needed. Corenwal is agreed I do believe.
Tipu: Yes.
Ariana: Then offer this to them and those as yet unannounced: A house upon the harbor’s quay to lodge their stately agent. A place where, should need arise, quick communications can be made. We will invest them in a petit palace of ambitious furnishings for their delight and pleasure and they invest with us a person of some rank and power to carry out the lesser needs of state and circumstance. Ambassador they shall be.
Tipu: Brilliant thought my queen. It will be done.
Ariana: Hold my lord; before you leave; my foot is stiff and cramped and I would have you relieve my discomfort there. And should your courtly dress be a burden in this heat, you may…lay it over there.
Later, when Tipu returned to court his Lady's wishes were carried out.
In the heat of summer Queen Ariana often took pleasure in the cool water gardens on the north side of the palace ground. Water from Mother Animas was diverted and flowed through deep pools of exotic plants. On this day the white lotus were in full bloom and bathed the garden in heavy scent.
Ariana: My Lord, come join me.
Tipu stepped into the shade of her bower and saw that in the heat and privacy of the garden even the sheer cotton of her queenly dress was mostly heaped about her waist.
Tipu: My sweet, the flowers about your neck are most lovely.
Ariana: Any word from Misa Remane of Karankoff or Good King Giamo?
Tipu: Alas no my Queen. The winds perhaps forbid quick passage from them to us this time of year. Or it could be that the trouble we have rumor of is real. Karankoff is said to be beset by barbarians and beyond Tereno bloody war and evil deeds stalk the land. Nations are said to have perished.
Ariana: Then it would be best for the great traders to know they are safe from one another and free to turn the machines of war elsewhere should it be needed. Corenwal is agreed I do believe.
Tipu: Yes.
Ariana: Then offer this to them and those as yet unannounced: A house upon the harbor’s quay to lodge their stately agent. A place where, should need arise, quick communications can be made. We will invest them in a petit palace of ambitious furnishings for their delight and pleasure and they invest with us a person of some rank and power to carry out the lesser needs of state and circumstance. Ambassador they shall be.
Tipu: Brilliant thought my queen. It will be done.
Ariana: Hold my lord; before you leave; my foot is stiff and cramped and I would have you relieve my discomfort there. And should your courtly dress be a burden in this heat, you may…lay it over there.
Later, when Tipu returned to court his Lady's wishes were carried out.
Carmen, don't forget to read the diplo that has been posted to you. By me.
Proceedings of Queen Ariana
Excerpted from Queen Ariana’s oratory to the people of T’lur Pa at the undertaking of the the great Well.
Water. From water our nation was born; it has been our life’s blood and bearer of our prosperity. Here, at the center of the great circle, where the Animas meets the sea lies the heart of the world. And we, the people of T’lur Pa will make that heart beat stronger. Today we lay the foundations of greatness for your children and your children’s children and their children yet. Upon this spot we will build the Well of the Ages and from its depths all the peoples of our nation and perhaps the world will draw knowledge and skill and wisdom. Its everlasting waters will bring bounty to the farthest corners of our lands and overflow into those of our neighbors. The bearers of the sacred waters will carry it to every village and town so even the very young and most distant may partake of it. And for those who travel to Waterside, the Well of the Ages will be open and they will be able to dip their buckets into its very depths and drink deep of its wisdom and knowledge. People of T’lur Pa, this is my gift to you and your gift to the world.
Now listen and learn for I shall reveal the secret of the Well of the Ages…
[To be continued]
Excerpted from Queen Ariana’s oratory to the people of T’lur Pa at the undertaking of the the great Well.
Water. From water our nation was born; it has been our life’s blood and bearer of our prosperity. Here, at the center of the great circle, where the Animas meets the sea lies the heart of the world. And we, the people of T’lur Pa will make that heart beat stronger. Today we lay the foundations of greatness for your children and your children’s children and their children yet. Upon this spot we will build the Well of the Ages and from its depths all the peoples of our nation and perhaps the world will draw knowledge and skill and wisdom. Its everlasting waters will bring bounty to the farthest corners of our lands and overflow into those of our neighbors. The bearers of the sacred waters will carry it to every village and town so even the very young and most distant may partake of it. And for those who travel to Waterside, the Well of the Ages will be open and they will be able to dip their buckets into its very depths and drink deep of its wisdom and knowledge. People of T’lur Pa, this is my gift to you and your gift to the world.
Now listen and learn for I shall reveal the secret of the Well of the Ages…
[To be continued]
A Glimpse of the History of a People
Dualism - 2
By 50 A.F., Roland Du'al was close to dying. His life was unusually long, a sign that he was blessed by Glikanhra. He was propped up on his bed and his hand wrote down print in shaky but legible handwriting. He was resting when a man stepped into his home.
"Giakil liakantu," he said in standard, not bothering to get up because of the creak in his bones. "My son."
"Tikuyaiyaikan," his son said, in standard. "Father."
They sat in silence for approximately three seconds before his son spoke up.
"Tikuyaiyaikan, we have news of the Barbarian Conflict." He didn't wait for his father to say anything.
"It's about the Turals."
"What...other conflicts...could there be?" His father still kept the sharp mind, but his body limited him.
His son smiled.
"We have crushed their armies. They have no unified army. We have pushed back, as you ordered, and given no mercy. Their warlord has even been killed."
"Good..."
"Well, I have to be off. Glikankanhramikilku."
"Glikankanhramikilku."
His son spun, cape twisting, and stepped out.
"My son, the council member," thought Roland proudly.
He couldn't help reminiscing over his son as he stared down at the characters written in formal Cumulan[1].
His son, one of the nine Ozrai[2] of The Truth, and one of the Council of Nine, a Lord, probably the most assertive. He had a fiery personality which ended up as him being the unofficial leader of the Council. Although the Council was created to be fair, he was so charismatic and intelligent that most of the other members had just decided to simply pretend to argue and side with whatever he picked. He seemed to be so correct that to even to pretend to question him was probably not necessary, but it was necessary to keep a façade up.
Of course, it didn't matter to Roland Du'al. He was blissfully unaware of this and instead glared down. He was so tired and wanted to rest, but he couldn't. He had to finish his last treatise.
--
Roland Du'al died in his sleep a day after he placed the last period on his treatise. There was a ceremony which his son attended. At the end of the traditional funeral, Ozrai Du'al surprisingly did not dismiss everybody but clapped his hands loudly.
"I have an announcement," he called. The people went quiet."The Council of Ozrai have come to a conclusion," he said, in formal. "Clearly, my father," and here, his voice cracked just a little and he had to stop for a second. "My father," he said, again, "was a great man. And the Council have decided with unanimous consent that he has been so influential in his writings and his orations that we have added his writings to The Book of Truth!" He is now a saint, a Liaaymguratudo of highest honor! The Book of Roland! The Book of Roland!"
--
And so Roland Du'al became the first and only addition to the Book. And so people were enamored with him and referred to the truth as Dualism, and the name stands to this day. And Ozrai Du'al's power was nicely consoldated even further.
--
[1] Cumulan, at least, in Hyoln, goes like this - The basic informal alphabet is of twenty-six basic sounds that are written out with symbols. Symbols are placed next to each other to make words. There are symbols for words, like Chinese, but the grammatical idiosyncracies are of English such as verb conjugations that are added on with the alphabet (kind of like Japanese)
[2]Ozrai is like a High Priest or like Archbishop, but more prestigious. There are only nine at any time and they all are pretty much the religious authority in each of their regions. There is one Ozrai for every major tribe.
Dualism - 2
By 50 A.F., Roland Du'al was close to dying. His life was unusually long, a sign that he was blessed by Glikanhra. He was propped up on his bed and his hand wrote down print in shaky but legible handwriting. He was resting when a man stepped into his home.
"Giakil liakantu," he said in standard, not bothering to get up because of the creak in his bones. "My son."
"Tikuyaiyaikan," his son said, in standard. "Father."
They sat in silence for approximately three seconds before his son spoke up.
"Tikuyaiyaikan, we have news of the Barbarian Conflict." He didn't wait for his father to say anything.
"It's about the Turals."
"What...other conflicts...could there be?" His father still kept the sharp mind, but his body limited him.
His son smiled.
"We have crushed their armies. They have no unified army. We have pushed back, as you ordered, and given no mercy. Their warlord has even been killed."
"Good..."
"Well, I have to be off. Glikankanhramikilku."
"Glikankanhramikilku."
His son spun, cape twisting, and stepped out.
"My son, the council member," thought Roland proudly.
He couldn't help reminiscing over his son as he stared down at the characters written in formal Cumulan[1].
His son, one of the nine Ozrai[2] of The Truth, and one of the Council of Nine, a Lord, probably the most assertive. He had a fiery personality which ended up as him being the unofficial leader of the Council. Although the Council was created to be fair, he was so charismatic and intelligent that most of the other members had just decided to simply pretend to argue and side with whatever he picked. He seemed to be so correct that to even to pretend to question him was probably not necessary, but it was necessary to keep a façade up.
Of course, it didn't matter to Roland Du'al. He was blissfully unaware of this and instead glared down. He was so tired and wanted to rest, but he couldn't. He had to finish his last treatise.
--
Roland Du'al died in his sleep a day after he placed the last period on his treatise. There was a ceremony which his son attended. At the end of the traditional funeral, Ozrai Du'al surprisingly did not dismiss everybody but clapped his hands loudly.
"I have an announcement," he called. The people went quiet."The Council of Ozrai have come to a conclusion," he said, in formal. "Clearly, my father," and here, his voice cracked just a little and he had to stop for a second. "My father," he said, again, "was a great man. And the Council have decided with unanimous consent that he has been so influential in his writings and his orations that we have added his writings to The Book of Truth!" He is now a saint, a Liaaymguratudo of highest honor! The Book of Roland! The Book of Roland!"
--
And so Roland Du'al became the first and only addition to the Book. And so people were enamored with him and referred to the truth as Dualism, and the name stands to this day. And Ozrai Du'al's power was nicely consoldated even further.
--
[1] Cumulan, at least, in Hyoln, goes like this - The basic informal alphabet is of twenty-six basic sounds that are written out with symbols. Symbols are placed next to each other to make words. There are symbols for words, like Chinese, but the grammatical idiosyncracies are of English such as verb conjugations that are added on with the alphabet (kind of like Japanese)
[2]Ozrai is like a High Priest or like Archbishop, but more prestigious. There are only nine at any time and they all are pretty much the religious authority in each of their regions. There is one Ozrai for every major tribe.
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jalapeno_dude said:
To: Terra Trifluenta
From: Empire of the Sky Gods
Gods of the sky, mortal; do not insult us so.
In our infinite omniscience, we have decided to grant you our godly blessings, and thus you shall be a trading partner of the gods themselves.
jalapeno_dude
AKA Panda Judo Eel
From: Terra Trifluentia
To: Sky Gods
We apologize. Are all of your people gods, or just your leaders?
To: Sky Gods
We apologize. Are all of your people gods, or just your leaders?
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To: Terra Trifluenta
From: Empire of the Sky Gods
We forgive you for your ignorance. The only god who currently treads upon the Earth is the old and great Malkuata Sky God, however, upon his ascendance to the transcendent world, the gods shall lift up another soul to become the immortal watchman for the people of the eternal Empire; a god on the world itself, one might say. All of our souls are, of course, immortal, however, we are the naturally destined rulers, descended from and of the gods themselves--superior to any on the entirety of the world.
From: Empire of the Sky Gods
We forgive you for your ignorance. The only god who currently treads upon the Earth is the old and great Malkuata Sky God, however, upon his ascendance to the transcendent world, the gods shall lift up another soul to become the immortal watchman for the people of the eternal Empire; a god on the world itself, one might say. All of our souls are, of course, immortal, however, we are the naturally destined rulers, descended from and of the gods themselves--superior to any on the entirety of the world.
jalapeno_dude
AKA Panda Judo Eel
I need stats for Forgon to do orders...
Silver Steak
The Ghost of SS
Should I join?
Luckymoose
The World is Mine
Order have been sent.
Desidera in tensione l'impero
Desidera in tensione l'impero
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I will post a story if that is OK (if not say so and I'll put it in my orders); may I spend that new EP this turn?The Farow said:
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