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eastbound2021-05-29 10:57 am
beitangmoran) wrote in eastbound2021-05-29 10:57 am
un: dappled pearl of the parted seas [voice]
[No, he still hasn't changed his username, why do you ask? Anyway, he now has knowledge to impart on all of you, and why would he pass up on this and waste time with usernames.]
A few weeks ago, I told you of the legend that the people of this land tell about Anurr the Red. At the time I learned of it, it seemed to be an old story, passed down through several generations already, and very much embellished for the telling, and it turns out, that is very true. Our heroic tale of overcoming adversity is, as we much suspected, darker than it first looked in the folk tale people pass around.
First, it seems the building we are currently calling home used to belong to the Chieftain of that old story, and thus after his abdication, it passed down to Anurr himself, and he used it to receive tribute and give audience to merchants and ambassadors. It fell into abandonment after the number of the Old Blood dwindled. These days people avoid it to the point that even woodsmen do not venture that far into the forest. They might fear Unhalad's retaliation if they are seen to close to the land of his enemy.
As for the legend... if you remember the story I told earlier, it said that Anurr so impressed the Chieftain with his endurance of the impossible challenge that the man could do naught but hand his mantle to him. As it turns out, it's not exactly what happened. As Raven told you, the Chieftain was actually drowned by his own people, probably in that lake not far from here.
Incidentally, I brought one of the accounts book to town, and while people were able to read some of it for me, they had some difficulty with the language as it was quite archaic compared to what they are used to. This war has been going on for a long time, it seems, and Anurr the Red, whatever he is, has been around for at least that much time.
Which means we have obvious timeline discrepancies here. Some people remember the farm as being Anurr's, but not the body being in the lake at the time, even though that event should predate the other.
A few weeks ago, I told you of the legend that the people of this land tell about Anurr the Red. At the time I learned of it, it seemed to be an old story, passed down through several generations already, and very much embellished for the telling, and it turns out, that is very true. Our heroic tale of overcoming adversity is, as we much suspected, darker than it first looked in the folk tale people pass around.
First, it seems the building we are currently calling home used to belong to the Chieftain of that old story, and thus after his abdication, it passed down to Anurr himself, and he used it to receive tribute and give audience to merchants and ambassadors. It fell into abandonment after the number of the Old Blood dwindled. These days people avoid it to the point that even woodsmen do not venture that far into the forest. They might fear Unhalad's retaliation if they are seen to close to the land of his enemy.
As for the legend... if you remember the story I told earlier, it said that Anurr so impressed the Chieftain with his endurance of the impossible challenge that the man could do naught but hand his mantle to him. As it turns out, it's not exactly what happened. As Raven told you, the Chieftain was actually drowned by his own people, probably in that lake not far from here.
Incidentally, I brought one of the accounts book to town, and while people were able to read some of it for me, they had some difficulty with the language as it was quite archaic compared to what they are used to. This war has been going on for a long time, it seems, and Anurr the Red, whatever he is, has been around for at least that much time.
Which means we have obvious timeline discrepancies here. Some people remember the farm as being Anurr's, but not the body being in the lake at the time, even though that event should predate the other.
un: tender core of the waiting spring blossom | audio.
That body isn't decayed enough to be more than a few months, and that's stretching it, even with the cold weather.
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Which makes having this body here even more interesting, especially with the state it's in, and knowing it wasn't there at some point where it should have been.
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Not sure why it would go to the lake, but it could have been used by the dead guy, for all we know.
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How could they use a mirror for transporting an actual body through space and time, though? If this is actual magic, this is very powerful.
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Well, this is a long shot example, but the body was already there, right? We have established this guy was drowned in that lake. What if the memories were somehow acting as an energy source as part of a revival process? That could explain the decay state, if the process was somehow going backwards?
... Doesn't change the fact that it would be very powerful magic, either way.
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So the body was there, then disappeared, then came back somehow. And it seems to defy the laws of both biology and physics.
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It's also not any more likely than other theories that could be had. All we can take away from this is something is lurking that we need to keep an eye out for.
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All of this talk of magic is honestly quite tiresome and illogical.
[says the guy who has visions of the future that he will insist are not magic, tyvm.]
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... Which he's obviously just had enough of now and not anything to do with being reprimanded. ]
Hm. [ you go pretend that, sir. ]