RPG: The Seven Kingdoms - Game Thread


  • Lucas


    You walk alongside Camilla's wagon for most of the morning, and in between her conversations with occasional members of the caravan, she continues your language lessons. You have progressed to simple sentences, and things like pronouns, though you discover there are four singular pronouns - he/him/his, she/her/hers, sie/ser/ses, and it/it/its. You think, based on the relatively androgenous look of the two people Camilla identifed as 'sie' that this refers to gender-neutral people. You find yourself wondering how to ask "what are your pronouns?' In whatever this language is. You're getting more nouns and verbs, too - meadow, mountain, hill, cliff, climb, fall, run, and so on.


    Just before noon, the caravan arrives at a village, and your suspicions) that you've fallen in with travelling merchants is confirmed. Camilla tells you to follow Harald and Stefan, while she goes off with some prosperous looking villagers. All around you, the caravaners are transforming the wagons into sales booths by the simple expedient of unfolding one side of the wagons to table height and spreading their goods out for examination. You help out where you can. You notice that they seem to specialise in light, high value items - jewelry, spices, fine cutlery and a selection of items made with glass lenses - magnifying glasses, eyeglasses, spyglasses and such, though they have limited quantities of other things, from tanned hides and cloth to pots and pans. Harald takes time to teach you the names of everything in their inventory, and the names of the coinage. Watching transactions gives you a sense of the values of the coins and the items for sale. You notice that sometimes they take goods on trade rather than money.


    After all the customers have come and gone, and all the tradegoods packed away, Harald, Stefan, and a few others invite you to come with them. You end up in a tavern, where Harald gives you some coins - between words and miming, he conveys the idea that this is your share for helping with the unpacking and packing, and bringing a not-very-adept attempted thief to Stefan's attention. You find that you have learned enough of the language to order a simple lunch for yourself.


    The tavern offers only wine, mead, hard cider and beer - you find yourself wondering if they know how to make spirits and liqueuers here.


    After lunch, it's back on the road, you try to ask some of the questions you're burning to get answers to, but it seems they're still a little too abstract for the vocabulary you've accumulated so far. You do learn that "here" is Adenor, but whether that's the name of the world, the country, or the road you're travelling on is unclear. And apparently the caravan is headed to Cathairis, whatever that is.




    "I will relish learning your teanga in the morning, but now I think I better sleep. Sleep well Rafaella."


    Ivy


    In the morning, after breakfast, a page comes to take you to Steward Kievan's office; Kievan is there, and offers you a seat. Kievan is dressed in jerkin and breeches, and looks somehow much less like a woman than when dressed in robes the night before, and you remember what Rafaella said last night about naming conventions - this is Kievan si'ha Arago. You sit down and wait for sie to finish initialling some papers. That done, sie sets aside ser work and gives you ser attention.


    "Greetings, Ivy, I hope you have slept well. Lord Seanan is grateful that you have offered to be of service while you are here. You understand that food and shelter are yours by guestright, and you need not offer service in compensation - so any service you do here will be held as contracted work and given appropriate recompense." Sie holds up ser hand as you begin to protest. "You are, if I understand rightly, alone here - kinless and clanless. Money can help you overcome these disadvantage. And we are fair people.


    "Now, if you please, can you tell me what are your skills? I understand you are a master builder in your own land, but how that compares to our understanding of the craft I cannot know. And have you other skills that might suit some task?"

    And now I'll tell you what's against us, an art that's lived for centuries. Go through the years and you will find what's blackened all of history. Against us is the law with its immensity of strength and power - against us is the law! Police know how to make a man a guilty or an innocent. Against us is the power of police! The shameless lies that men have told will ever more be paid in gold - against us is the power of the gold! Against us is racial hatred and the simple fact that we are poor.
    - The Ballad of Sacco and Vanzetti, Joan Baez

  • "Until I see how you build, I do not know if I can help with your building projects, I would love a tour to see how you construct your building. At home I mostly design how the buildings will look and function, I leave the exact building requirements to my engineering colleague. I know how the use of light and color can impact the feeling of a building...growing up with my artistic grandparents, taught me the impact of color and light. From my other grandparents I learned how to fix nearly everything on a farm, I also learned the art of basketry from my grandfather and a good working knowledge of growing and preserving the fruits and vegetable from they garden from my grandmother. I just do not know how what I know will work with how you do things here until I observe.


    From what I have seen you have a beautiful, clean city, and I was pleasantly surprised with your indoor plumbing. I think I will have much to learn here, and I hope to find something where I help and add value.

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  • Elliott could already feel his body quickly running out of energy and knew that what Carissa said must be true, he couldn't do this much longer. He also didn't know what "the gift" was but he wasn't going to risk getting sick. He wondered to himself if Carissa could hear his reactionary thoughts to what she said as she said it or if those were at a deeper level she couldn't see without permission.


    Again, Elliott spoke his words as he thought them, choosing to be honest and hope for the best.


    "There are so many questions I have about where I am, but first I will accept your gift of speech. I cannot sustain this mind-to-mind much longer."

  • "Until I see how you build, I do not know if I can help with your building projects, I would love a tour to see how you construct your building. At home I mostly design how the buildings will look and function, I leave the exact building requirements to my engineering colleague. I know how the use of light and color can impact the feeling of a building...growing up with my artistic grandparents, taught me the impact of color and light. From my other grandparents I learned how to fix nearly everything on a farm, I also learned the art of basketry from my grandfather and a good working knowledge of growing and preserving the fruits and vegetable from they garden from my grandmother. I just do not know how what I know will work with how you do things here until I observe.


    From what I have seen you have a beautiful, clean city, and I was pleasantly surprised with your indoor plumbing. I think I will have much to learn here, and I hope to find something where I help and add value.



    Ivy


    "Yes, you make a good point," says Kievan. "And I am assured that I may trust you - otherwise I might worry a little at arranging for a tour of our building that might reveal weaknesses in our defenses." Sie smiles. "I will have one of my assistants.... Yes, I think Rhugar will be best for this, My assistant Rhugar mi'ha Torgald show you the castle - you may ask him anything you wish about how and why Banailt was built as it is."


    Kievan writes a quick note, and steps briefly outside ser office, calling for a page. Sie adds to you, " if after the tour you see any area where you think you could be of help, just let Rhugar know and he eill arrange it. Also, Lord Seanan asked if you would prepare an account of your arrival here? Ask Rhugar to show you where the library is, there are always a few clerks on duty. I think you will not have had time to learn our way of writing?" Kievan writes another note and hands it to you. "Give this to the senior clerk on duty and you will have whatever assistance you need."


    By now, a middle-aged, genial man has presented himself at the door to Kievan's office. Following introductions, Rhugar leads you back toward the staircase. You ask where the library is, and he replies that it not far, just on the other side of the stairwell, and shows you the way. You realise that this is the same floor as the audience room you were taken to last night, and suggest that if you are to have a tour, you may as well begin right where you are.


    "Of course. So, here we are, on the third floor, at the head of the stairs. The stairs leading up, we will not climb, as that leads to the private quarters of the lord and his family, his senior staff and advisors, and guest rooms for visiting guests of great importance. There are of course various amenities - kitchen and dining room, baths and privies, but these are much the same anywhere in the castle, so you may examine them on one of the other floors.


    "Facing us, you see the doors to the lord's audience hall. To our left, where you have just been, are the offices of the steward, his staff, and Lord Seanan's advisors. As we turn right, and walk down this corridor there is the library, and that corridor on the other side leads to several meeting rooms and the grand banquet hall. Straight ahead of us is the ballroom, and along this corridor are the privies and beyond that, the upper kitchens, which of course may also be accessed through the banquet hall. Now I understand you have an interest in plumbing, which is one of the arras under my responsibility." You hear a keen note of pride in Rhugar's voice as he leads you to the privies, speaking happily and too quickly to be easily interrupted.


    "There are, of course, privies on each floor, and they are built atop one another, so that the wastes may be collected in a large cistern in the cellar, which I will show you later. You will note that the kitchens are built next to the privies. Each kitchen has a chute for ashes and food waste, which leads down into the same cistern. This controls odour and improves the nature of the wastes for agricultural use."


    "Now, the water pipes that provide water for handwashing and sluicing the insides of the privy chutes are part of a system that is built into the wall of the castle. It is fed from above, from what was a natural waterfall that cascaded down the cliffs right at this point. When the castle was built, the river was dammed and two large chimneys dug within the rock, with large bore pipes leading down into two cisterns in the rock at the uppermost level of the castle. All the ovens vent into one of the chimneys, and the water in that pipe is thus heated by the waste heat from the ovens. Thus, heated water as well as cold water is piped into the kitchens, baths, privies, and on the ground floor, the laundries and infirmary - for as you see, all those places that require large amounts of water are located on the same side of the castle.


    "Also, in the cellar level, we have a cistern system for storing water in the event that the water upstream should be temporarily befouled or - if we see war again in our times - an enemy captures the heights and cuts off the sluices that feed from the dammed pool into the pipes. We would lose the piped water, but we would not thirst. There is an overflow outlet on the heights as well, that lets water fall naturally down the cliffside to power our mill. Waste water from the kitchen, baths and laundries also feeds into a pool just above the mill, where impurities may settle out, before joining the waterfall. But that's all outside the walls, I'll show you that later.


    "There are, of course, movable panels built into the walls so we may easily open them up and access the areas where the pipes run. If you were to examine the walls carefully, you would see that the wall on this side of the building is almost three times the thickness as the others - this is because it is actually a double wall, with the pipes and the space to maintain and repair them, between the walls...."


    By now, as Rhugar leads you onto the kitchen area, you finally manage to get a word in.





    Elliott could already feel his body quickly running out of energy and knew that what Carissa said must be true, he couldn't do this much longer. He also didn't know what "the gift" was but he wasn't going to risk getting sick. He wondered to himself if Carissa could hear his reactionary thoughts to what she said as she said it or if those were at a deeper level she couldn't see without permission.


    Again, Elliott spoke his words as he thought them, choosing to be honest and hope for the best.


    "There are so many questions I have about where I am, but first I will accept your gift of speech. I cannot sustain this mind-to-mind much longer."


    Elliott



    Carissa nods. "Come with me, then. I must go and prepare for this work. Go with Rafe, he will show you where you may eat, and clean yourself, and rest, and then I will come for you. We will place you into a trance. When you wake, you will be tired, but as much as you wish to sleep, you must eat first - as we also must. If you must speak to me again before we do this, please do not touch me without warning, but rather say "botenos havar?" and I will open a channel between us."


    She withdraws your hand, and speaks briefly to Rafe, then stands and leaves the room with her companion. Rafe stands and motions you to follow him, talking away and pointing at various things. He leads you down a corridor into a kitchen area, where he speaks to the cook, then leads you into a small dining room. You sit down, and within a few minutes plates of cold meat, cheeses, fruit and bread are set in front of you. Rafe helps himself, and you join in, realising as yiu eat that you were hungrier than you thought you were. After eating, Rafe shows you where you can wash up, and how to use the baths and toilets, and then shows you to a small bedroom.


    You do your best to show you appreciate his help, and lie down, intending just to close your eyes for a minute....


    You wake up to a knock on the door. The room is dark, the daylight that was coming in through the small window above your bed when you fell asleep is gone. You open the door - it's Carissa. She gestures at you to follow her, and you do, as she leads you out of the building you were in, and into the tower building, up several flights of stairs, and into a room dimly lit with lanterns where four other people are waiting.


    She points to a low table that has been padded with blankets and a pillow. You look at her fir reassurance, and when she smiles and nods, you lie down. She and three of the others arrange chairs in a rough circke around you, and sit down. The fourth sits off to one side. They converse for a few minutes, then Carissa, seated by your head, leans over and gently touches your forehead....


    Your eyes open. Carissa is still sitting beside you, a bowl of dried fruit in her lap. "Don't try talking yet, but nod if you understand me." She says. She's not touching you, and her lips are moving.

    And now I'll tell you what's against us, an art that's lived for centuries. Go through the years and you will find what's blackened all of history. Against us is the law with its immensity of strength and power - against us is the law! Police know how to make a man a guilty or an innocent. Against us is the power of police! The shameless lies that men have told will ever more be paid in gold - against us is the power of the gold! Against us is racial hatred and the simple fact that we are poor.
    - The Ballad of Sacco and Vanzetti, Joan Baez

  • Lucas


    Any society with the technological capacity to produce enough wine that it can be readily available at a trade price on par with the apparent value of doing light work at the lowest rung of the labor ladder is certainly theoretically capable of producing liqueurs as well. In any case since Lucas is apparently worth some value to the traveling merchants above what it's costing them to feed him, he decides to make several investments when the money becomes available.


    1) a good rucksack.
    2) a plant pot -- Lucas has noticed several odd varieties of flora which he can't seem to identify, which is somewhat impressive given that he is quite familiar with all manner of plants, seeing as he loves growing them.
    3) a good glass container -- if they don't make liqueur here, Lucas will fashion some himself.
    4) whatever passes for a pen and journal here.


    After all, he hadn't been carrying much those many days ago when he'd been...transported...to this place. (An experience he's taken to thinking of as "the event.") He has the keys to his apartment -- the rent will be due again soon, he thinks -- along with a small Swiss Army knife, and his wallet and phone. These are objects that he hid away in his clothing instinctively when he met these new people (he's reticent and hides things as a matter of course, seeing it as only prudent), thinking after all that it was a weird lucid dream. He'd forgotten about them mostly until now -- another mental note: turn cell phone on and open GPS app. Don't do this where anyone can see. He isn't sure how people would react to such trinkets, given that their technology level so far seems consistent with the 1700's at the absolute latest, since it appears that neither trains nor even canals had replaced the traveling merchant as the most efficient way to do business.


    Finally, he makes several mental additions to questions he'd like answers to.
    1) What are the coins made out of,
    2) how much is that material worth, and
    3) the same questions about coins from other states or kingdoms or, since those words aren't common use and thus not yet known, Lucas would have to ask them about other "lands."


    Hey, if their monetary system is open to cheap tricks like arbitrage to make vast sums of money, Lucas would like to know.

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  • "Rhugar, I am very impressed by your gravity feed system for the plumbing of the castle, I would love to see your piping system, what kind of material do you use for the pipes? I use a very similar system for my own home. Your sanitation system fascinates me, do you also use plants and fish to help clean the gray water before letting it flow into the river or do you just let the particulate matter settle out?


    How do you keep the water in the cistern from getting stagnate?


    How does the town get its water? How do they work their sanitation?"


    Laughing Ivy says, " I think I will have a lot more questions before the tour is done. Mmmm it smells good in here."

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  • Lucas


    The slow journey toward Cathairis - which, Lucas has discovered, is a major city - continues. Constant practice with the language Camilla and the others are teaching him is beginning to pay off, his ability to convey increasingly abstract ideas is developing. The days are much the same, walk, camp, walk camp, broken by occasional stops in villages about the same size as the first one. He remembers to try out the GPS on his cell one night when he answers a call of nature, but there's nothing to pick up, anywhere.


    He helps out where he can, and the merchants continue to pay him, though the more he sees money changing hands for goods and services, the clearer an idea he gets of the value of things, and he realises that he's not being paid much - just enough for a meal here (tavern food and drink are apparently cheap compared to more tangible goods) or an inexpensive purchase there. The kinds of things he really wants - paper, glassware - are currently considerably beyond his means. Even a well-made rucksack - he's seen one or two among the wares of local craftspeople in the villages they've passed through - will require him to save up his earnings.


    The coins seem to be made of metal - you're not sure what, but it's lightweight and clearly not gold or silver. All the coins you've seen so far are of the same metal, varying only in shape and design, which seems odd, as they clearly have significantly different values. Another mystery to try to ask about.





    Ivy


    "Yrs, I love visiting the kitchens, they always smell so good," says Rhugar. He shows you the way the oven exhaust is handled, and the compost chute he mentioned earlier. Taking you to the back of the kitchens, he shows you where the castle walls give way to smooth-hewn rock. "As you see here, we have excavated into the cliff face in some places. Back here are storage arras, and over here...." He leads you to a walled-off section, then continues, "are the accessways to the two chimneys I mentioned. The exhaust flue requires cleaning regularly, and of course we must inspect the pipes regularly. This is done at night, when the fires are off - you will find we have little heated water after the kitchens close for the night, but the early morning baking heats it up again."


    As he leads you back to the stairs via the banquet room - he notes that as the lord is in his audience hall he cannot take you there - "but of course you have seen it already" - he answers your other questions.


    "When we reach the ground floor, I will take you between the walls to see the piping at close hand. We use copper for intake, and large hardened clay pipes for outflow. And the water in the cisterns circulates - it flows in from above, and once the cisterns are full, we open outflow valves so that water flows out into the stream at the same rate it flows into the cistern. When we need to conserve water, we close down the outflow except when drawing water off for use.


    "For personal use, the village relies on well-water - we also have wells in the cellar area, and in the stables and kennels - but many come to the castle for laundries and bathing facilities. For privies in private homes, most use a commode in which waste can be collected and composted, much like a miniature version of the privy and cistern system we have in the castle. The composted material is used in gardens, or given to local farms.


    "Legend tells us that when we first came to this land, the soils were poor. The gods gave us responsibility over the lands, and the plants and animals that were here before us, to sustain and improve where we could, doing no harm." Rhagar laughed. "I'm not sure I believe in the gods, but it is a very practical thing to be told to do. Creatures who foul their nests do not long survive. What kind of people would destroy their land rather than preserve it?"

    And now I'll tell you what's against us, an art that's lived for centuries. Go through the years and you will find what's blackened all of history. Against us is the law with its immensity of strength and power - against us is the law! Police know how to make a man a guilty or an innocent. Against us is the power of police! The shameless lies that men have told will ever more be paid in gold - against us is the power of the gold! Against us is racial hatred and the simple fact that we are poor.
    - The Ballad of Sacco and Vanzetti, Joan Baez

  • Lucas


    Given that all the coins are of the same metal, arbitrage seems like a less likely path for mass money-making, but there's still always the chance that no one has discovered the wonders of fractional reserve banking wherever this is.


    Speaking of "wherever this is," Lucas is quite unsure what to do about the lack of GPS signal. This implies that either, (1) he has been transported to a faraway time/place, (2) this is quite an elaborate hoax, or (3) this dream is taking a really long time and is really realistic. Given the insane improbability of (1), typically you'd go for (2) or (3), but as time passes, the idea that (1) is the conclusion has to start looking more and more inevitable.


    Lucas shudders at the thought.


    But anyway, Lucas does decide that he will stay with the travelling group until the big city is reached, just because it seems likely that if there is an inn-type establishment that would use a helping hand, it'd be in the city. When was the last time he'd filled out a resume?

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  • But anyway, Lucas does decide that he will stay with the travelling group until the big city is reached, just because it seems likely that if there is an inn-type establishment that would use a helping hand, it'd be in the city. When was the last time he'd filled out a resume?


    Although you still have not acquired a pot for growing plants - but perhaps that is something better left until you are settled somewhere? - you have been looking closely at the plants you see around you. In the agricultural areas near the villages, you see plants that look familiar (even if some are only familiar from pictures) - wheat, corn, apples, even some hardy grapes - but the plants in the forests are for the most part quite unfamiliar. Vegetables you've seen people cooking are a mixture - you've seen potatoes and some common pulses, but most other vegetables and fruits are strange. The pattern holds for animals. You've seen mules, horses, cows, goats, sheep, pigs, dogs and cats - and mice - but the wild animals you've seen glimpses of in the forests are strange. Your dream, if that's what it is, is oddly consistent.


    One morning you wake up to an unusual hubbub outside the tent. You stick your head out and see that the camp is packing quickly. One of the traders motions to you to get ready; as you help pack, you gather that one of the men has come down with something overnight, something too serious for the trader in herbs and salves, who is also a sort of healer, to deal with. Apparently there is a place nearby - Ciorcal Shiral is the name you hear - where more skilled medical help is available.


    One everyone is moving, Camilla calls you over. "We hope the caillais help Davin, " she says, "but maybe they have help for you too. You come by draoichta. Maybe draoichta sends you back, if you want."

    And now I'll tell you what's against us, an art that's lived for centuries. Go through the years and you will find what's blackened all of history. Against us is the law with its immensity of strength and power - against us is the law! Police know how to make a man a guilty or an innocent. Against us is the power of police! The shameless lies that men have told will ever more be paid in gold - against us is the power of the gold! Against us is racial hatred and the simple fact that we are poor.
    - The Ballad of Sacco and Vanzetti, Joan Baez

  • (OOC: Pass -- Lucas will simply do as asked / continue absorbing as much information as possible. You may continue!)

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  • "Composting is a wonderful way to enrich soil. You have a wonderful system here very impressed. What kind of study and work did you do to prepare you for this position?"

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  • Elliott nods to show his understanding and points at the bowl of fruit remembering Carissa's warning that he must eat. He begins to try to say something without thinking but his mouth opens and nothing comes out.

  • (OOC: Pass -- Lucas will simply do as asked / continue absorbing as much information as possible. You may continue!)


    Lucas


    Camilla continues to talk to you about the current crisis. It seems that the sick man, Davin, is suspected of having appendicitis - or at least that's what it sounds like from Camilla's explanation, which includes a discussion of bacterial infection, which you find a bit surprising. What you don't understand is what this 'draoichta' is, and what it has to do with medicine or with your arrival here. Camilla goes on to say that Brida, the herb trader who apparently diagnosed Davin's condition, has a touch of 'healing draoich,' enough that she can 'see' the infection but not cure it.


    Soon you see a cluster of stone buildings, with a large tower in the middle of them, which Camilla identifies as Ciorcal Shiral, your destination. Though you hadn't noticed it, someone must have ridden ahead of the caravan to alert the inhabitants, because as soon as the caravan reaches the courtyard in front of the tower, several people hurry toward the wagon Davin is in. They help Davin's wife and Brida get him off the wagon onto a sort of stretcher, and together they carry him into one of the other buildings.


    "I speak now with the ceannan of Shiral," Camilla says. "Come with me please. We tell her how you come here, ask if she can help."




    "Composting is a wonderful way to enrich soil. You have a wonderful system here very impressed. What kind of study and work did you do to prepare you for this position?"


    Ivy


    As he leads you down the stairs to the second floor, Rhugar answers, "after my basic schooling, I apprenticed here. I did have an advantage, you see, as I was born here in the castle. My mother was an understeward and my father one of the castle blacksmiths - they are both retired now, and live in the village, they built a very nice little house with their savings and of course, they are well-pensioned. So i grew up watching how all this worked around me, and decided I wanted to be a part of it."


    Standing in the stairwell on the second floor, Rhugar points toward the area of the castle you are already familiar with. "Down that corridor, of course, are the guest rooms, the baths, the main kitchens, and the common door to the refectory. And the housekeeper has her offices there - it is her responsibility to oversee all matters relation to the organisation and maintenance of common areas, guest quarters, the laundries, and the quarters of the Lord and his senior staff. The On the other side of the stairwell are the quarters of those workers who live here in the castle - most of these, like my own parents, came from elsewhere to work here, of grew up as children of the castle staff. About half of the staff are from the village, and live there with their families. And immediately ahead of us are the staff common room and the school room for the castle children. These, of course, are private areas so I may not show you. And now, as it is almost noon, shall we have something to eat?"





    Elliott nods to show his understanding and points at the bowl of fruit remembering Carissa's warning that he must eat. He begins to try to say something without thinking but his mouth opens and nothing comes out.


    Elliott



    Carissa hands you some of the fruit, cautioning you to eat slowly. "Don't worry that you cannot speak yet, that will take a little time." As you finish the fruit, she hands you a piece of honey-nut confectionary, and you eat that too, suddenly realising that you may be tired, but you are also very hungry. And feeling very strange. Suddenly you feel dizzy, and hot.


    Carissa sees that something is wrong, and pulls out the pouch around her neck, holding it while she sweeps her hand over your head and body, close but not touching. Her face shows great concern.


    Urgently, she calls for help. "Quick, help me get him to a bed. And Daria, find Mandra, tel her we need kirian for him, quickly.


    You feel somehow not quite in your body as they move you to a darken room and help you lie down. Other people join them. Just before you drift away, you hear Carissa saying "It's threshhold sickness, he has the droiach after all."

    And now I'll tell you what's against us, an art that's lived for centuries. Go through the years and you will find what's blackened all of history. Against us is the law with its immensity of strength and power - against us is the law! Police know how to make a man a guilty or an innocent. Against us is the power of police! The shameless lies that men have told will ever more be paid in gold - against us is the power of the gold! Against us is racial hatred and the simple fact that we are poor.
    - The Ballad of Sacco and Vanzetti, Joan Baez

  • Lucas translates "draoichta" to "midichlorians" for now, and given the turn of events recently, is hardly even surprised by these most recent developments. He translates "ceannan" to "Jedi master" just for the sake of completeness, but is much less impressed with the insight required for that one.


    Anyway, while Lucas is receiving credit for his questionable insight, we should also credit him for not literally foaming at the mouth for this explanation of "how he got here," as this has been motivating his linguistic aspirations for however long it's been that he's been in this strange place.

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  • Lucas translates "draoichta" to "midichlorians" for now, and given the turn of events recently, is hardly even surprised by these most recent developments. He translates "ceannan" to "Jedi master" just for the sake of completeness, but is much less impressed with the insight required for that one.


    Anyway, while Lucas is receiving credit for his questionable insight, we should also credit him for not literally foaming at the mouth for this explanation of "how he got here," as this has been motivating his linguistic aspirations for however long it's been that he's been in this strange place.


    Camilla leads you toward the tower. By the friendly greeting she receives at the door, you gather she is known here. She asks to see "ceannan Ferrika" and the two of you are led into a sitting room. The doorkeeper asks you to wait, and leaves. A few minutes later, a young person arrives, carrying a tray with a pitcher, four goblets, and an assortment of fruits, bread and cheese. She says that the ceannan has been working most of the night but will come soon. You and Camilla help yourselves to the refreshments while Camilla finally starts to talk about what she thinks happened to you. Unfortunately, it does not make much more sense than midichlorians and the Force.


    "First, I think you are caillach lost in the saoleile. But you cannot speak habla or teanga. So no. I think of stories from childhood. Of strangers from strange places. Travel through the saoleile by droiachta. I think this how you come. But Ceannan Ferrika will know. We children together, she know stories too. I tell her what I see, what I think. You tell her what you know."


    Before you can think of a response, the door opens again and two people come in, a tall, red-haired woman about Camilla's age, and an oddly androgynous person with a timeless face.


    "Camilla!" the woman exclaims, smiling broadly and continuing to speak. You listen closely, and gather that Davin is expected to recover. Camilla thanks her fir the good news, and then starts to talk about you. She tells Ferrika that you appeared in the middle of her camp, in a sudden patch of fog that disappeared almost as soon as it formed, and repeats her thoughts about what you might be. Ferrika turns to you.


    "I am, as Camilla has said, Ferrika n'ha Elian, Ceannan of Ciorcal Shiral. Do you understand me?"

    And now I'll tell you what's against us, an art that's lived for centuries. Go through the years and you will find what's blackened all of history. Against us is the law with its immensity of strength and power - against us is the law! Police know how to make a man a guilty or an innocent. Against us is the power of police! The shameless lies that men have told will ever more be paid in gold - against us is the power of the gold! Against us is racial hatred and the simple fact that we are poor.
    - The Ballad of Sacco and Vanzetti, Joan Baez

  • "More or less," Lucas responds.


    "I do not know what this land is, and many words do not have words in my land, so I do not know how to translate them," Lucas manages. He isn't sure quite how to get more abstract than 'land,' and isn't sure how to say 'an obvious direct translation,' but if there's one thing full immersion will do, it's force you to learn how to say complex things in simple sentences using simple words. "I do not know how I got here or where this land is relative to my land. I did not know the language and many things here are strange."


    "I do not know the needed words: 'draoichta,' 'caillach,' 'ceannan,' and some others that Camilla has used. All I know is that one moment I was in my land, then there was a second I could not move or breathe, then I found myself where Camilla found me. Nothing I know from my lands could possibly have an answer; in fact, everything learned by people in my lands leads me to believe that this thing that happened is impossible."


    But anyway, given the timeless face, Lucas has changed his translations of 'draoichta' and 'ceannan' to 'saidar' and 'Aes Sedai" respectively, pending further discoveries.

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  • Ferrika nods, as if to say she understands the difficulties. "It may be that the draoigh is not among your people. But I think you most want to know how you came here. There are stories of people who appear suddenly, have no kin, speak not language we understand, and speak of coming from other lands. Some say that we all came here this way, some running from enemies, some by accident. It is a kind of draoichta that we - humans - do not have, to make a road between worlds, but the Cairini did so once.


    Ferrika inclined her head toward her companion. "My daraceannan, Lirientalisen si'ha Natalistielli, is a child of the Cairini, by a human father, and was raised among them. Sie knows something of the old draoichtas, and is a powerful mind-speaker. If you will let ser speak to you this way, much can be told. Sie is strong enough that it will not hurt you, and no mind-speaker reads more than what is offered unless there is great need."

    And now I'll tell you what's against us, an art that's lived for centuries. Go through the years and you will find what's blackened all of history. Against us is the law with its immensity of strength and power - against us is the law! Police know how to make a man a guilty or an innocent. Against us is the power of police! The shameless lies that men have told will ever more be paid in gold - against us is the power of the gold! Against us is racial hatred and the simple fact that we are poor.
    - The Ballad of Sacco and Vanzetti, Joan Baez

  • Ivy suddenly realizes just how hungry she was.


    "Rhugar, lunch sounds like a great idea. This tour is so informative, I am so impressed and learning just how you have so efficiently applied these various technologies to making life and work better. People back home have gotten away from having such lovely integrated systems as you have shown me here in the castle. I look forward to the rest of day and in the days to come exploring the town and the surrounding country side."

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  • Ivy suddenly realizes just how hungry she was.


    "Rhugar, lunch sounds like a great idea. This tour is so informative, I am so impressed and learning just how you have so efficiently applied these various technologies to making life and work better. People back home have gotten away from having such lovely integrated systems as you have shown me here in the castle. I look forward to the rest of day and in the days to come exploring the town and the surrounding country side."


    As you head toward the refectory, Rhugar notes, "We are fortunate in having the waterfall. But I have travelled widely in Shielig and also in some of the other kingdoms, and while the solutions to these issues vary widely, depending on the conditions and requirements in each location, these principles are followed as closely as may be by all those who design and build human habitations. It is our responsibility to the land and to our children."


    Discussion turns to less weighty matters as you serve yourselves from the buffet laid out and find a place to sit. Rhugar tells you more about his childhood in the castle and his family - his wife also grew up in the castle and works in the mews as a trainer of hunting birds, their daughter is away studying in the south, in a place called Macsen, that sounds as though it might be a university. You ask about this - if most jobs are learned by apprenticeship, what does one learn in such a place? - and discover than Macsen is a place for the study of history, philosophy, literature and other 'scholarly' pursuits. Not many choose to study at Macsen, but from what Rhugar says, there is a significant scholarly community there.


    Not long after you sit down, you are joined first by Rhugar's wife, Abeille, and shortly afterwards by Rafaella, who has been busy conducting some business on behalf of her village.


    "Ivy, you likely do not know this, but we in the villages provide the castle with much of what it needs in supplies - food, cloth, wood, metal, whatever goods our local crafters produce that are needed - in return for services arranged by the lord. For instance, sees that each village has a healer, a teacher, and a caillach, and that if we need the knowledge of any of his people, it is made available. Rhugar here visits once a year to make sure our baths, wells and public privies are in working order, and to consult on other matters if his expertise is needed. One thing that my visit here has made possible is to arrange for a new teacher to be found, for our current one wishes to return to his home village to marry and teach there.


    "But i had forgotten, you wanted to learn some teanga. Rhugar, Abeille, help me to teach Ivy her first lesson."


    The rest of the lunchtime was spent in learning words and simple sentences. At the end of it, you had to agree that unlike habla - so like the Spanish you already knew - teanga is a more complicated language and the rules for such things as plurals and tenses much less regular. But you are determined to persist, and besides, you are having fun with these people.

    And now I'll tell you what's against us, an art that's lived for centuries. Go through the years and you will find what's blackened all of history. Against us is the law with its immensity of strength and power - against us is the law! Police know how to make a man a guilty or an innocent. Against us is the power of police! The shameless lies that men have told will ever more be paid in gold - against us is the power of the gold! Against us is racial hatred and the simple fact that we are poor.
    - The Ballad of Sacco and Vanzetti, Joan Baez

  • Ivy feels herself inwardly relax chattering with the genial company and the challenge of a new language. Starting to figure out the new normal. Sure she wanted to know what happened, how she got here....where here was, but realizing these were answers not readily available made the conscious decision to learn about "here", find her place here, while keeping an eye out for information on the how when where why here is and just how she got here, why she was placed here. These people's ancestors were also brought here, who or what was at work?


    Stumbling over the teanga words Ivy asked, "Can I get dessert for anyone while I am up?"

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