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<div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">Azhur reminded then some old philosophical teachings from this father : "As long as Cosmos exists, there will be a Will to Live... and to expand itself, Cosmos will find in itself its own Will to Power...", "Chaos is eternal doubt, Doubt is Torment, Torment is Chaos: an Eternal Return..." and "the only way to escape the Eternal Return is to find Bliss in Submission to Will, this is the only way of the true Herodom."</div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><br></div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">Suddenly Azhur realized how obviously arkati these teachings were. How could he not have understood that before ?</div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">"Strange I never understood what my father was trying to teach me : Malkion's martyrdom is no mystery for those who submit to the Cosmos.". "Beyond Duty, there is a total submission to Fate and what should be will be."<br></div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><br></div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">Azhur got on BlackMare, his war bunny and rode in direction of the village on the hill with a reinforced courage.</div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">"In the Heart of Chaos, lies the possibility of Order and it is called Will" he reminded again... "Let's see what lies in the heart of this fog."</div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><br></div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><br></div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><br></div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false">[HRP] Happy new year and merry christmas to you dear friends !</div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><br></div><div dir="ltr" data-setdir="false"><br></div><div><br></div>
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Le dimanche 12 décembre 2021, 11:03:38 UTC+1, Lev Lafayette <lev@mimesisrpg.com> a écrit :
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<div><div dir="ltr">So much of Azhur's life had been about community. Son of House Daymare,<br></div><div dir="ltr">member of the Battle Seers, so often leader of the Fellowship, even<br></div><div dir="ltr">King-elect of Seshnela. And now he was all alone; not even Othor, his<br></div><div dir="ltr">loyal squire could be seen. "'In plain Light, In plain Sight',<br></div><div dir="ltr">indeed!", he fumed to himself, stumbling, lost in the fog.<br></div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">Dragons, as everyone knows, are to be feared and for good reason. But<br></div><div dir="ltr">for Azhur they were always just that little bit extra frightening.<br></div><div dir="ltr">Perhaps because he know how little he could do if confronted wit one.<br></div><div dir="ltr">Hunting brigands and poachers was one thing, but could even the<br></div><div dir="ltr">Greatsword of Talor even scratch that maddening monster that he had<br></div><div dir="ltr">just witnessed? A credo of duty, chivalry and equality seemed so weak<br></div><div dir="ltr">against such a being. An ant would be more significant to a person,<br></div><div dir="ltr">than what that was to a town or village. There is even a slight glimmer<br></div><div dir="ltr">of pride that he had not completely lost his mind, as so many had, with<br></div><div dir="ltr">the encounter.<br></div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">Chivalry? Azhur paused for a second. What had become of his betrothed,<br></div><div dir="ltr">Marianne? It was hard to remember even of his love in the midst of the<br></div><div dir="ltr">destruction of the world itself. And the Fellowship? Scattered and<br></div><div dir="ltr">broken, they bore the weapons of Talor, true, but at what cost? Even if<br></div><div dir="ltr">they made their way out of Charg, what then? Even if the entire Kingdom<br></div><div dir="ltr">of Loskalm and Seshnela and others, were all united as a single<br></div><div dir="ltr">fighting force, could they even begin to threaten that amethyst Chaos<br></div><div dir="ltr">Dragon? <br></div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">Perhaps Snodal, Hero of Loskalm was right when he killed the God of<br></div><div dir="ltr">Silver Feet and set the Syndics Ban in motion, preventing the first<br></div><div dir="ltr">white wizard Zzabur, from sinking Fronela. But didn't Zzabur also drown<br></div><div dir="ltr">the Devil's Army? Either way life in Charg seemed to be at least<br></div><div dir="ltr">strangely protected from what was happening outside of it. It was<br></div><div dir="ltr">tempting, very tempting, to remain here in a splendid peace away from a<br></div><div dir="ltr">Chaos Dragon. Squinting from a hill top, he could see what appeared to<br></div><div dir="ltr">be a small village some several hundred meters away. Scanning, he could<br></div><div dir="ltr">see some rye fields, sheep, and cows, and smoke coming from the<br></div><div dir="ltr">hearths. <br></div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">"A community! People do live here!", he exclaimed to himself.<br></div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">_______________________________________________<br></div><div dir="ltr">Ignorance mailing list<br></div><div dir="ltr"><a href="mailto:Ignorance@mimesisrpg.com" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">Ignorance@mimesisrpg.com</a><br></div><div dir="ltr"><a href="http://mimesisrpg.com/mailman/listinfo/ignorance_mimesisrpg.com" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">http://mimesisrpg.com/mailman/listinfo/ignorance_mimesisrpg.com</a><br></div></div>
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