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Gorgoroth1
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Hmmm Lord Casca? A new King? ....I await Lord Maplestone's thoughts in this matter....
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A New King!
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The high council of MAPL is deep in deliberations on the topic ...
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Sorna
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Hmm, a long time ago when Legends was born we had Casca living among us. His mate was Peg.
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BardMal
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Casca was a good sort.
I have deep misgivings on this subject. I fear that Casca is working with the forces of evil, and it was his plan all along to be King and rule the country. I am afraid he is an evil man, and I believe that Avery is innocent. I hope that Sherry can help free him and bring the truth to the people.
I'm afraid that dark times are ahead my friends. Watch, be warry, and don't believe anything you hear this new "King" of ours say.
I'm afraid that dark times are ahead my friends. Watch, be warry, and don't believe anything you hear this new "King" of ours say.
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Gorgoroth1
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I have waited patiently for many years for a new king,drinking myself into a stupor at times just brooding about it.Will this king be effective enough to lead his people through this chaotic time? Will this king take an active roll to bring his people back to these lands,celebrate their return and honor the fallen?Sadness gripes me for so many friends are gone now. Lead us well Lord Casca and you will have my sword...if not watch the shadows carefully in the halls of your kingdom.
Lord Sergonar finished reading aloud the proclamation and put the scroll back down on the table. "Long live the king!", he called out. The rest of the high council remained silent. "The royal council has spoken", scolded Sergonar. "The throne is Casca's and we have sworn an oath to that throne. Through these long dark hours when our lands are invaded time and again, Casca has commanded the defense. He is the last of the Royal Council and the only who could by right or tradition defend the throne. And we will show him our support."
There was a strained silence through the dusty chambers.
"He defends the throne from a healthy distance, does he not?", challenged Lord Eternos at last. Looking up to meet Sergonar's stern gaze. "Years ago you told me that there are two castles in Britain. You said that in one once sat a man of honesty, compassion, valor, justice, sacrifice, honor, spirituality and humility while in the other sat a man of chaos. Did you not say that time in again throughout history, individuals have been drawn to the castle which most suits their hearts? Which castle do Lord Casca's cannons now defend?"
"Portents and signs aside, there are matters of law and tradition to consider", added Lord Woodwalker. "The royal council was assassinated ... wiped out. With the assaults upon our many cities, Casca had a strong hand in shaping the very council which has bestowed this honor upon him. The legitimacy by which he has ascended to this position, however logical, is tenuous."
"I would go further", interrupted Lord Maplestone. "Consider for a moment the manner of his assent. The people love him out of hatred of the invasions. The courage to put him on the throne comes from fear of the enemy." Maplestone tossed down the papers collected during the quest to rescue of Casca from an unlocked chamber in a deep dungeon. "Add the names and our enemies do not add up. Avery is a good man. And if he is not the traitor, then who is? What if the truth is a falsehood."
"My old friend", started Lord Salthook. "You know in your heart, as we all do, that something here is terribly wrong. We all want a king. We all want back the spirit of ancient glory that guided our lands and every other land we have encountered. We do not know if Casca's heart is good or ill, but can we say that he is the paragon of virtue that makes him the first to be worthy to sit upon the throne in all the years we have been in these lands?"
Sergonar stood and turned away, looked back to argue, but words did not come.
"The people love him", warned Lord Tempest. "As a fellow elf, even I have have admired Casca's rise to this human throne. We are not one of the great houses of the land ... and even if we were certain of his unworthiness, our voices would not sway many."
"As far as I know, the royal guard are absolutely loyal", stated Sergonar slowly, pensively. "If an oath of loyalty is demanded, a refusal will be noticed quickly. Our station, honorary though it is, would be endangered ... and with it our titles, our lands, perhaps even our very lives. This is a lot of wager on hearts and hunches and letters of ancient, untested law. So be it. But let us risk no others, wrong no others and move quickly and quietly to find the truth."
There was a strained silence through the dusty chambers.
"He defends the throne from a healthy distance, does he not?", challenged Lord Eternos at last. Looking up to meet Sergonar's stern gaze. "Years ago you told me that there are two castles in Britain. You said that in one once sat a man of honesty, compassion, valor, justice, sacrifice, honor, spirituality and humility while in the other sat a man of chaos. Did you not say that time in again throughout history, individuals have been drawn to the castle which most suits their hearts? Which castle do Lord Casca's cannons now defend?"
"Portents and signs aside, there are matters of law and tradition to consider", added Lord Woodwalker. "The royal council was assassinated ... wiped out. With the assaults upon our many cities, Casca had a strong hand in shaping the very council which has bestowed this honor upon him. The legitimacy by which he has ascended to this position, however logical, is tenuous."
"I would go further", interrupted Lord Maplestone. "Consider for a moment the manner of his assent. The people love him out of hatred of the invasions. The courage to put him on the throne comes from fear of the enemy." Maplestone tossed down the papers collected during the quest to rescue of Casca from an unlocked chamber in a deep dungeon. "Add the names and our enemies do not add up. Avery is a good man. And if he is not the traitor, then who is? What if the truth is a falsehood."
"My old friend", started Lord Salthook. "You know in your heart, as we all do, that something here is terribly wrong. We all want a king. We all want back the spirit of ancient glory that guided our lands and every other land we have encountered. We do not know if Casca's heart is good or ill, but can we say that he is the paragon of virtue that makes him the first to be worthy to sit upon the throne in all the years we have been in these lands?"
Sergonar stood and turned away, looked back to argue, but words did not come.
"The people love him", warned Lord Tempest. "As a fellow elf, even I have have admired Casca's rise to this human throne. We are not one of the great houses of the land ... and even if we were certain of his unworthiness, our voices would not sway many."
"As far as I know, the royal guard are absolutely loyal", stated Sergonar slowly, pensively. "If an oath of loyalty is demanded, a refusal will be noticed quickly. Our station, honorary though it is, would be endangered ... and with it our titles, our lands, perhaps even our very lives. This is a lot of wager on hearts and hunches and letters of ancient, untested law. So be it. But let us risk no others, wrong no others and move quickly and quietly to find the truth."
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Gorgoroth1
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*grins...nods* relaxes in a chair and fills another goblet.
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Danse
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Danse stood on the roof of her home in Malas.
'So, they have announced the coming of a king.' Danse turned, hugging herself against the shivers that raced up her spine, 'Are we ready to follow a man we know little about.? Are we willing to trust?'
'Sister, we need to give this man time to show his mettle. To show what he is made of and what he believes. But, sister, we should also be prepared. Be prepared to do that which will be necessary, whether this man is a leader worth following....or not.' Wildfire placed her empty tea cup on the table.
'I would suggest we work and hunt as we always have, and beware of those who claim to be representatives of this 'King'....without knowing the man, nor how he looks, anyone could ride in and demand taxes or tariffs to be paid on demand. He could be like those 'kings' who think that all belongs to them, and we are all his 'serfs' to do with as he pleases...' Wildfire poured herself another cup of tea and stood next to Danse. 'And sister,' Wild smiled. 'Lets make sure we do not have all our 'eggs' in one basket? Eh? Let's make sure that if a change comes we Will be not locked out into the 'cold.' I will work harder at mining. I will make sure you have a generous stockpile of resources squirreled away in several locations. It will be your job to make sure we have gold 'squirreled' away as well.'
Danse hugged Wildfire and both women left to tend to their chores.
'So, they have announced the coming of a king.' Danse turned, hugging herself against the shivers that raced up her spine, 'Are we ready to follow a man we know little about.? Are we willing to trust?'
'Sister, we need to give this man time to show his mettle. To show what he is made of and what he believes. But, sister, we should also be prepared. Be prepared to do that which will be necessary, whether this man is a leader worth following....or not.' Wildfire placed her empty tea cup on the table.
'I would suggest we work and hunt as we always have, and beware of those who claim to be representatives of this 'King'....without knowing the man, nor how he looks, anyone could ride in and demand taxes or tariffs to be paid on demand. He could be like those 'kings' who think that all belongs to them, and we are all his 'serfs' to do with as he pleases...' Wildfire poured herself another cup of tea and stood next to Danse. 'And sister,' Wild smiled. 'Lets make sure we do not have all our 'eggs' in one basket? Eh? Let's make sure that if a change comes we Will be not locked out into the 'cold.' I will work harder at mining. I will make sure you have a generous stockpile of resources squirreled away in several locations. It will be your job to make sure we have gold 'squirreled' away as well.'
Danse hugged Wildfire and both women left to tend to their chores.