Storm Six:: [Audio]

Mar 18, 2010 18:58

[Damas had begun preparations of Marmas the best way he knew how, but quickly found that it was not particularly easy to manage on his own, especially when he lacked some of the skills-- most specifically cooking. It could not be a feast without food ( Read more... )

#zelda, marmas, damas' everyface time, #daxter, i am glad to know you, #herz, #torn, #zeke, #jak, it can be daunting

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oblique_wisdom March 18 2010, 23:42:41 UTC
I don't know anything about Marmas, but I wouldn't mind helping out. I can cook a little bit, though I could think of better people for that. I'd like to lend my assistance, however, with whatever is necessary.

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survivorking March 19 2010, 01:01:36 UTC
Well, I am sure I can teach you something about Marmas. And if you are good with your hands, some of the breads are very easy to make.

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oblique_wisdom March 19 2010, 01:04:14 UTC
I'd like that. I had some other questions for you anyway that I was hoping you wouldn't mind answering. As far as the bread is concerned, I'm sure I can lend a hand there.

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survivorking March 19 2010, 01:26:00 UTC
I am currently preparing some of the parchment for a ceremony, you can join me, if you like. I will try to answer your questions.

[Though he is wondering what she has to ask.]

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oblique_wisdom March 19 2010, 01:28:20 UTC
I'd like that, Your Highness. At your convenience, of course.

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survivorking March 19 2010, 01:34:57 UTC
I am by the stream in the forest on Deck 3. By all means, come join me, if you would like.

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oblique_wisdom March 19 2010, 01:36:55 UTC
Gladly!

[Click!

Zelda's going to skitter up to Deck 3 now, and try to look somewhere between formal and casual.]

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[Commentlog] survivorking March 19 2010, 01:41:09 UTC
[Damas is sitting on a mossy rock next to the stream, with a stack of dry parchment by his side, and many leafs of wet parchment hang from the branches and large leaves of the trees. He is hunched over, concentrating on the sheet that is currently soaking in the water of the stream.]

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[Commentlog] oblique_wisdom March 19 2010, 01:44:41 UTC
[Zelda attempts to be inconspicuous in her approach, takes cautious steps, and stops behind him before leaning forward and watching over his shoulder. She has absolutely no idea what he's doing and like many things she's not familiar with, she's fascinated. She can't say she knows too much of how parchment was prepared back in Hyrule. Seven years of being dormant does that to someone.

Not wishing to startle him--much--she remains wordless and lets snapping twigs beneath her shoes speak for her.]

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[Commentlog] survivorking March 19 2010, 01:48:48 UTC
Ah. Zelda.

[He glances over his shoulder.]

Please forgive my rudeness. This takes a bit of concentration.

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[Commentlog] oblique_wisdom March 19 2010, 01:50:10 UTC
[She lifts her eyebrows at him and shakes her head quickly.]

That's not necessary. I was just watching. I've never seen anyone do... whatever it is you're doing.

[There's a pause and then she tips her head at him.]

What are you doing?

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[Commentlog] survivorking March 19 2010, 02:06:24 UTC
On Marmas, it is tradition to burn prayers for Mar and the Precursors. Beforehand, we cleanse the papers, to appeal to the light given to us by the Precursors. Our prayers are written in a black, black ink that appeals to the permanence of the dark.

[He removes the paper from the stream and carries it almost gingerly by the corners to an empty branch.]

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[Commentlog] oblique_wisdom March 19 2010, 02:11:17 UTC
[She listens carefully, not even making the effort to move from her lurched position. Zelda knows very little of Haven, Spargus, Kras, or any of the other places when it comes to cultural traditions. Those aren't topics she and Jak have ever touched, because honestly, there haven't seemed to be many things he's ever really taken appreciation in.

Listening to Damas, however, is like listening to her father tell her stories. Zelda feels younger around him, as though it's all well and good to be younger.]

Then the combination of parchment and ink with the representation is symbolism of a balance between the two powers. Is that right?

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[Commentlog] survivorking March 19 2010, 02:14:25 UTC
Precisely.

[He's happy you have interests in this, Zelda.]

Enough of my talk, you came with your own questions.

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[Commentlog] oblique_wisdom March 19 2010, 02:17:04 UTC
[He is rewarded with a smile.]

Nonsense. I enjoy listening to you. Your wisdom is enlightening and I can always learn something new. You're right, however; I did have some questions for you. I wanted to know how it is you motivate your people in Spargus, the things you do to promote providence for them, and how you carry yourself as such an efficient and beloved leader.

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[Commentlog] survivorking March 19 2010, 03:11:48 UTC
[His face falls when she asks this. It takes him a moment to speak.]

I would never call Spargus a proper model for any kingdom, nor would I be so brazen to call myself a beloved leader. Respected, maybe. Not beloved.

[He looks to the rest of the parchment for inspiration. It doesn't tell him much.]

Spargus is a city of outcasts, built from mud and scrap metal. Spargans are motivated by the will to survive. I simply implement that law. To be admitted into the city, you are guaranteed a haven until you die, but you must prove your worth. All dead weight is cut free.

In the desert, death surrounds us. Such an oasis comes with a price.

[Be that price blood or your own humanity.]

For the time that I ruled Haven, I like to think I was fair. I tried to keep morale high, even though in the midst of the Metalhead Wars they had sunk to the sewer's depths.

[He thinks for a moment longer.I made decisions that were necessary, not popular. I tried to teach and lead the cities in my charge as a father would lead his son through whatever ( ... )

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