From: John Constable (john_at_kript.net)
Date: Tue Sep 16 2003 - 00:17:03 BST
On Monday, September 15, 2003, at 05:48 am, Heltevir_at_aol.com wrote:
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> We must consider alternatives, should the proceedings go against us.
> What say you all?"
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> "What say I? I have faith. Lay it in the hands of Mynbruje that all
> will work out. Mind you, I think the preconcieved notions of these
> fellows towards Maereth are rather fixated. But trust Pean. It's the
> only choice you have. Pray. I hope that the questors come as I asked.
> That they will be able to see truths in misconceptions whichever side
> that they be on."
"Faith? Prayer? Hah. Even the Passions can go mad, it seems. He may
have done all they say, and not remember, but that will not save him or
us."
>
> "But aside from just your trust in them, I ask you to have a little
> trust in yourself and the rest of the party, including Maereth. You've
> lived in the same village with the man. You've sat round the camp fire
> with him, broke bread, relied on him to guard you in your sleep. When
> no seed of doubt was planted you were whole heartedly comfortable. Now
> that another brings words up do you abandon what kinship there is so
> quickly or pray that his innocence be found?"
"We fight those who are known to deceive - I do not lay aside my
questions for anyone. I have always wondered, yet need I remind you it
was I who housed him? For all we know, our foes may have gone ahead of
us, guised as Mearath, full well knowing his affliction, committed the
deeds they associate with him, and gone on, knowing it will delay us.
I do not doubt the man I know - but I do question, and so should we all.
>
> "And if you've the want to worry and feel sorry for anyone, spare some
> words for Maereth you callous ass. He has the most to lose in this
> whole ordeal, whether his memory is true or not. Whether this was a
> ruse or not. As you cannot judge, as you do not know, as you cannot
> commiserate, hush! And let me tell a damn story to get our minds off
> of all of this! Damn grumble, grumble, grumble.." Lenora's descriptive
> words deteriorate from there.
>
> Her voice much softer this time, Lenora begins again. "What have we
> without hope? Or faith? Or camraderie? What have we without trust in
> ourselves, our hands that steady our blades, our line of defense? What
> are we without those that we defend? We are empty vessels. We are
> unsong stories. We are nothing. Nothing remembered at all. Can you
> imagine that? Can you?"
"Can you? An elf's life is long, and his family are as much a living
history as an Obsidiman's, yet mine have disowned me. In my own way, I
have much in common with Mearath. I would not speak like this if he
were present, but he is not, and we must consider the situation, and be
prepared for all eventualities."
>
> "True, I romanticize everything. I well-wish and hope for the best.
> But damnitt never once will I turn an unfair hand to you. Will I doubt
> you or turn you away in a moment of need. Can you think beyond
> yourself? Lend your strength? Someone needs it right now. And the
> closest these guards have to any claim that Maereth is anyone other
> than who they say he is is our claims to him being a good man that we
> could rely and depend on is us! We are the only positive judges of his
> character unless they do bring in an unprejudiced party."
>
> "Please, Pean. A thousand names could belong to this Maereth. I had a
> dream, myself, before coming here near the shores of Lake Ban. In that
> dream a man bore Maereth's face and was called Alaric. That could be
> his name too, not Rhys. If we're relying on nothing but heresay, is
> this not a test of our faith in him? The power of our friendship over
> clout? Let the sun shine on your spirit, good sir. Enough of the storm
> clouds! We will pul through this!"
Pean smiles at this, as if to put the previous harsh words in context
"Let the sun shine on my spirit? In my Discipline, we are at best in
the dark. Fear not, Lenora - I do not abandon our friend. But this
talk of Mearath bearing other names intrigues me - did you ever mention
this name to him? Have other had similar dreams?"
OOC: Oh, its so angsty, I could be playing Vampire! :-) Great work, all!
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