Festival of Halina: Adventurers Gone Wild! (Orsal Judging)


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"Cruelty is one of many abuses of power. Some simply seek a higher position in society, or money, or even the right to tell others what to do."
 


Rystil Arden said:
"Money...power...they seem to corrupt mens hearts so much in this place..."
"Coruption is often the price of freedom unfortunately. Sometimes, I think the Freefolk have it right, living their own lives their own way, far from the judgement of others. While not always the best of souls, they are true to each other, and true to Mongrel's way."
 

"Perhaps...they seemed less corrupt than the natives. But corruption is not inevitable...it is only when people have an endoincarnate ziivash, a soul that craves ever more than it possesses and drains away the happiness of others..."
 

"I take it you have less of this in your culture? Or at least it is less aparent?"

OOC: Unless she's trying to hide her general emotional state, is she a bit more at ease now than she was earlier?
 


"Well, it would sound like you had a hard life. It seems such a life builds a better focus on the greater good."

Carsis seems a bit more relaxed, and opens up a bit.

"My father and mother loved each other dearly, dispite the aranged marriage, and my father refused to abandon my mother when she could not produce an heir. Eventualy they had me, and a few years later, my younger brother. Unfortunately, she never told him that she had been told to not have another child for her own health, because she loved him and knew he needed a second heir. She died giving birth to my brother."
 


"Well, a second Heir, or even a daughter, would have been nice to offer for marriage in any treaty. Or in case, as you said, something were to happen to the first one."

"My younger brother fell in love with Niobe, a beauty beyond compair, and was secretly seeing her. My father, thinking it was best for me, managed to get me betrothed... to Niobe. Niobe had feelings for my brother, but also had feelings for me as well. However, I know it deeply hurt my brother, and I did not feel for Niobe any more than as a friend. So, in the dead of night, I took my mothers mandolin, and left, knowing that my father would be bound to offer my brother in my stead. And I have been happy to live by my wit and my spear ever since, knowing that my escape helped two lovers unite."

"Perhaps though, I am simply a coward. Fearing that perhaps I would grow to love Niobe, as my father had my mother."
 

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