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+ | |Sender=Ra Endymion Hwitt | ||
+ | |Recipients=Everyone in The Old Gods | ||
+ | |Content=Ra sat at the campfire as a cold breeze swept down from the mountains to the south. He put away the guitar is was playing as his finished singing his slow song. Most of soldiers were asleep now, resting peacefully. Good, they would need it for the grisly work of the next day. | ||
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+ | Ra got up quietly and walked his small tent. Unlike other Nobles, he didn’t travel in great splendor; rather he had a simple tri-frame tent with a small chest on the far end, and cot on one side. He looked up into the night sky as he thought about how he had ended up here. | ||
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+ | From Captain of a ship to General of a Kingdom on the brink in less than a year...he knew he’d be a legend. But the thing about legends is that they aren’t usually very fun for the person living through them. He looked up at the stars as they twinkled in the night sky and breathed cold night air deeply. | ||
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+ | He reached into his pocket absentmindedly, and felt something cylindrical. He drew it forth and there sat the small chess piece the old priest had given him. He considered for a long moment. | ||
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+ | The priest had said he had the attention of the Emperor fellow but that the piece shouldn’t fit because chess was a game of rules. He laughed to himself as he thought of this. | ||
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+ | ‘If only that priest knew the truth...she’d shat her pants.’ Ra looked again into the night sky. They just twinkled back playfully, dancing their eternal dance across the night. Ra gripped the piece with has hand as tightly as he could, speaking out to the sky softly, | ||
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+ | ”You think you got my number, O Ephemeral Emperor? You think you got the play on me? I’ll tell you this once you son of a bitch, I’m the best there’s ever been! Ra facking Endymion, that’s my name, and you better damn well remember it!” | ||
+ | |Title=General of Thalmarkin, Knight of Sandefur | ||
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+ | |Sender=Ra Endymion Hwitt | ||
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+ | |Content=On the Road to Jedinchel, Pt 1 | ||
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+ | General Ra Endymion Hwitt was in a wonderful mood as his soldiers finally entered the small town at the food of the mountains of Jedinchel. The peaks shown like beacons with the last rays of sunlight as night began to fall once more upon the world. His soldiers had been expecting to stop here for the evening before heading out to the mountains the next day and and they set up tents and made fires, the people of the village came out to interact with the contingent. | ||
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+ | Ra sang as walked through the town, simply enjoying the the chance to relax. They would be back in the fight tomorrow. The great work was well underway, but now was not the time to be thinking on grand strategy, but for singing. | ||
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+ | Deep on the west side they play that music loud, | ||
+ | The type of beauty that stands out in a crowd, | ||
+ | Leaving you alone I’ve only got myself to blame, | ||
+ | But I can’t hate the player just for playing the game, | ||
+ | Just for playing the game, | ||
+ | In Sandefur-town they kill over a glance, | ||
+ | How could he know that he never stood a chance, | ||
+ | Leaving you alone I’ve only got myself to blame, | ||
+ | But I can’t hate the player just for playing the game, | ||
+ | Just for playing the game, | ||
+ | Anybody would do the same... | ||
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+ | As the song ended, Ra found that he had walked clear through the whole town, and was walking along on the lonely road up to the mountains. He wouldn't go far, just getting a chance to spend some time alone. Before too long, though, he came across a figure sitting upon the old stump of a birch tree. The figure was non-descript, wrapped up in the thick layers of a large cloak. The cloak though, was what stood out, as it was an immaculate stark white, as pure as a fresh snow. Even the bottom of the cloak was unblemished. The figure sat up as Ra approached and held up a lantern that cut through the gathering dark. | ||
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+ | The figure was an old man, clean shaven, and his face was old, but not weather-beaten, as one would expect from a traveler or peasant. The old man gave a small smile as Ra approached him down the road, and in a quiet voice that nonetheless was easy to hear said, "Hail traveler-upon-the-road, I could not help but hear your song as you approached. I have not heard that song in many a year, since I was a young man...but perhaps you would like to come sit and play a game yourself?" The figure gestured beside him on the ground and Ra saw a small games board on the grass. Ra figured he must have simply not seen it earlier. | ||
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+ | Ra had to admit he was intrigued. The figure seemed incredibly out of place on the road in this small village, but Ra figured he was some academic type from Unger, given his demeanor and so Ra went forward and sat beside the old man, saying, "Hail to you as well, traveler. I must warn you, if you are heading to the mountains, it is not safe. Some nasty ghoulies have been sighted in the area, and the area won't be safe until my men and I destroy them. But tell me your name so that I might know who I sit with on this cold evening." | ||
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+ | "Of course!" The old man replied, "I am Baleygr, a simple scholar. I thank you for the warning, Lord-General, but I do not fear those monsters in Jedinchel, not with the falling of night nor with the rising of the morning sun." | ||
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+ | Ra raised an eyebrow at the odd reply, remarking, "Apparently my reputation proceeds me Baleygr." The white-cloaked man nodded slowly and turned to face Ra, placing the lantern between them. "Oh, many of my order have taken note of the General, chosen by the King after such a short time of gracing this fair realm. It is quite a tale...the Son of Sandefur, more used to the sailing ship now climbs the mountains high...oh yes, my fellows do love to talk of your exploits over these last months and years...but you did not come to hear an old man ramble, let us play a game." | ||
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+ | Baleygr reached into the recesses of his cloak and withdrew a set of polished stones, one pair white, the other black and handed Ra the white set. "I assume the Lord-General is familiar with Go?" | ||
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+ | Ra laughed, "Aye Baleygr the scholar, the Lord-General plays Go. Though I'm surprised to see someone playing it here, it was only in the south I've seen it played. Since you are playing black, I believe you go first." Ra gestured for the old man to proceed and Baleygr placed a single white stone on the board. The two began to alternate, placing their pieces in turn and did not speak for a time. | ||
+ | |Title=General of Thalmarkin, Knight of Sandefur | ||
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+ | |Sender=Ra Endymion Hwitt | ||
+ | |Recipients=Everyone in The Old Gods | ||
+ | |Content=On the Road to Jedinchel, Pt 2 | ||
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+ | As the game progressed, Baleygr spoke again, the cool night around them quiet in the early days of spring, "I saw you once already Lord-General, a few weeks hence. Upon the streets of Vore as the throngs made to escape the hordes of the Children of the Old Gods. You have already brought Yipinalke back into the fold of fair Thalmarkin, and in such a short time! Oh the changing of fortunes! To see the mighty brought low only, perhaps, to rise again even stronger...now that is a tale." | ||
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+ | Ra had been focused on the game, and only half heard the man when he spoke. This Baleygr was quite good at Go. Ra had spent a lot of time over the years playing games in taverns and so it was rare for him to have challenge. 'Damn scholarly types, always having time to play, I bet.' thought Ra as he made to give his reply, "We were hardly brought low, this whole thing has been a temporary setback at most. Even now the army moves to bring back another region under the rule of the King. But yes, I imagine there will be many tales told of these times, and as for Thalmarkin, I assure you sir, we are still full of tricks!" | ||
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+ | Ra placed a stone down on the board confidently, denying his opponent nearly a quarter of the board for control, firmly turning the game back into a dead even contest. Baleygr opened his eyes slightly at this and sat up a bit higher on his stump, chuckling as he placed his next black stone on the opposite side of the board and surpassing Ra's blocking move, again putting Ra on the back foot immediately. 'Dammit! How did I miss that!?" Ra thought as leaned back, and stared up into the night sky for a moment. | ||
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+ | "You are pretty good, Baleygr. What exactly are you a scholar of, because I might just force you to be one of my strategists if you can pull a fast one on the Lord-General of Thalmarkin!" Ra exclaimed. When he looked again at his opponent, the old man was staring at him with a toothy grin, yellowed teeth further accentuating his age. | ||
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+ | "Oh such high praise! Lord-General I am merely an scholar of fate itself, the growing and withering of the world of men, the rise and fall of empires, and the people who make those things happen, they are what I study. I simply enjoy games in my spare time." | ||
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+ | As the old man spoke, Ra observed the board, looking for anything he could do to win. Nothing came. But.... as he looked, a strategy came to him and he placed his next piece as the matched entered its endgame. "And how would you rank my performance so far on the scale of things you know, old scholar? Forgive me at least a little vanity...tell me honestly." Ra asked, drawing the old man's attention as Ra placed yet another piece on the board. 'good...' | ||
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+ | "Oh but you have only led for such a short time! What are weeks and months and years to the great game? Things have been dire, but these events have been no invasion. We shall see if the Lord-General commands to victory when-" | ||
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+ | Baleygr cut off shortly as he looked down at the board and saw where Ra had put his last piece. Anyone familiar with Go could see immediately that the board was now set - with no territory left to gain, and with both players controlling the same amount of territory. A complete, even draw. | ||
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+ | Ra laughed at the mans realization, "Ah but there you are, Baleygr! Sometimes you can't win! Sometimes its just enough to keep the other poor sap from winning!" | ||
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+ | Baleygr returned the laugh as the pair gathered the game pieces and shook hands. The night had long since settled and the scholar looked away toward the mountains, "Well played indeed, keeping the opponent from winning, indeed...Perhaps Thalmarkin has tricks in it yet...but now I must set off toward the Roof of the World. Time waits for no one, as there is much yet to do..." | ||
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+ | Ra looked back toward the village and spoke, "Come now, it is dangerous alone, come back and travel with my soldiers, they will keep you sa-" as Ra looked back the old man had already walked (ran?) a considerable distance, and the light of the lantern began to dim as Baleygr made away into the mountains. | ||
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+ | And the old man reached out, and plucked out another star from the sky, the polished stone as white as purest snow in his hand. | ||
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