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Peace
Peace
Peace
and
Peace.
Only one seems pacifist, however.
In her bed Lady Elta turned. She couldn’t give up now. Dame Almer wasn’t ready to rule, and there was still so much more she wanted to accomplish
The boat lurched under her as Lady Kren sailed back from the capital. She left Fort Refuge as soon as word reached her of her sisters condition. Hopefully her return would not be necessary, but it never paid to be unprepared. As Lady Elta’s sister, technically Lady Kren was next in line to rule. But the rules of her order, and the… condition it inflicted ensured that she would never rule. It wasn’t fair, but anyone who expected fairness was a fool. Lady Kren tried not to think about it. Bitterness bore vile fruit. Besides she would still be a strong voice in her daughter’s reign. Given Dame Almer’s apparent indifference to procedure and buracracy, Lady Kren might wind up ruling in all but name. She would keep the people focused and strong.
Dame Almer thudder her head against the desk. She let it sit there for a full minute while trying to summon up the will to care whether or not Mr. Terun’s tannery was really blighting Mr. Dalvings crops. Finally she gave up and stalked towards the window. Usually her mom handled this sort of thing while Lady Elta had one of her episodes.
She knew it would be her responsibility to lead someday, and for the most part Dame Almer accepted it. But this wasn’t leading, it was babysitting. When Dame Almer was in charge, which hopefully wouldn’t be for a long time, she didn’t intend to lead from the back like this. She would take this nation further than anyone ever thought possible.
(Here you go. I'm leaving on a six day camping trip tomorrow, so if we could get a few extra days for the next challenge that would be greatly appreciated.)
Dame Almer turned as she heard the door open. It was Norvin. “I have the reports from the outlining colonies Madam. I kept them… succinct.”
Dame Almer smiled. With his ability to commune with members of the Order of the Vast across oceans, Norvin was quickly becoming one of the most important members of the Elta family. “Thank you Norvin.”
“If you have the time, Madam Vorek would like to have a few words with you.”
Dame Almer frowned. “Vorek? But he’s in the Celestial Temple.”
“That won’t be an issue Madam.” Norvin issues a wide, shit-eating smile before his eyes rolled back and he fell to the floor.
“Norvin!” Dame Almer rushed to the fallen man’s side, and rolled him onto his back.
“He’s a remarkably talented young man,” Norvin said. His eyes were still rolled back.
“Who is?”
“Norvin,” Norvin said.
“Vorek? Is that you?”
“Incredible isn’t it,” Said Norvins body as it regained his feet. “It feels like I’m really here. A wonderful respite from the Frozen North.”
Dame Almer stood up. This wasn’t the most bizarre thing she’d ever seen, but it was close. “You’re in communion?”
“Yes. Amazing what the Vast has made possible for us isn’t it.”
“Well we gave them the power of flight, I would say the balance is pretty even.”
“Perhaps. How is Lady Elta doing?”
“Nothing’s changed. She might recover any time.”
“Of course. And when she does I wonder if I might persuade you to vist me up here.”
Dame Almer’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Why?”
“It’s beautiful up here. The Celestial Lights span as far as the eye can see.”
“You just want me to join your order.” Dame Almer accused.
“Well I want everyone to join my order. I still cannot understand why you haven’t. You invented the ritual that made my order possible. Don’t you see? In another generation we might not even need the old god anymore. The Vast could be our new conduit of power.
“I will never again breath properly, all my deepest secrets have been torn away from me, and now dozens of my kin have been condemned to live out their lives in isolation in the the Frozen North. It seems the Vast’s toll is just as steep as the old god’s.”
“How uncharitable. We have banded together with the Vast for mutual benefit. Unlike the old god, which wishes only for our bloodlines suffering, the Vast wants to see everyone thrive. You felt it. The togetherness, the communion. Imagine a world of perfect understanding, free of inequity, where all knowledge and emotion is shared.
“I will consider a visit. After my aunt recovers.”
“Very well.” Norvins pupils returned to his eyes and he fell to his knee, breathing wrappedly.
“Are you alright?”
Norvin took another few deep breaths. “Yes,” he lied. “Communing with such totality is just a little tiring is all.” He didn’t tell her about the space between communion. They would make him stop if he told anyone about the space between communion. He was a Elta, sacrifice was what he was born to do. He would live with the cravings. The nightmares. It was for the good of the family and of the people. Besides, he didn’t find them as unpleasant as he once did…
14 hours!
Aelfdane believes that all problems happen because people don’t have the knowledge of how to stop them. Everyone would be omniscient in her perfect world.
(I'm not even sure how you will even get into the serf's shoes, since they have lived their entire life blindly worshiping K'Thrilia.)
@MonkeyPirate2002 I am very sorry, but I guess those K'Thrilia worshippers aren't as brainwashed as you believed. They are coming, using your very killing machines against you, better get away, no time to pack your automatic suitcase, swiftly head home!
I feel this came out of nowhere, so I think I am obliged to explain. Unfortunately, the wording on Pledge of Atun is just a little too confusing to fight with the other six great power, and I don't really think it gives you the advantage that 7 mana warrants. Which is a REAL shame, because I wanted to see those other pieces of K'Thrillia. Better luck next time!
BENEVOLENT CULTS!
I am gonna leave you here to consider the irony.
The rest of you, here is something fun, Scutes are now on Krystel! No one asked for this, and I provided!
Your goal now, then, is to transform the Scutes to your own form.
Pacifist Scutes! Faerie Scutes! Firefly Scutes! SCUTES!
@AxNoodle and @Lujikul will recognise this from the previous COLONISERS, @AxNoodle especially, but there won't be an elimination this time. It is about whether you can use the scutes to your advantage and expand your territories!
Deadline: Aim for next Thursday, but will accept entries until Friday.
It just a beetle, but it HUNGERY and multiply QUIKK
BUT YES, @MemoryHead REMEMBERS AS WELL.
Me likey!