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The Glorious Reign of Doge Simone the Fowl (29.14)
It happened in a certain year that in the City of Shuttered Windows an election for the Doge was held, following the death of the previous Doge, as was the rule. The top contender for the Doge’s coronet was Simone the Foul, a singularly unpleasant but mind bogglingly wealthy patrician. Seeking to subvert the College of Electors, Simone the Foul went to great lengths to bribe not one, or some of the Electors, but every single one, reasoning that if they were all in his pocket he was guaranteed to win the election.
In one of the most ridiculous political accidents known to history, by clerical error Simone the Foul’s name on the list was replaced with that of his daughter’s pet rooster, Simone the Fowl, and when the secret ballot was read, it was found that Simone the Fowl had won the election by a unanimous vote, leaving Simone the Foul a fortune in gold poorer and in possession of the dubious honor of having been the only man in history to bribe the entire College of Electors and still lose the election.
The College of Electors was in something of a bind. Mad Doges it could deal with, but a cuckoo Doge? Searching the ancient bylaws of the City and consulting with the Matriarch of the Temple Indivisible, they discovered that the College could rule the City in the Doge’s stead if he was found to be incompetent, but only by consensus. Naturally, the Electors couldn’t agree on what to have for breakfast, let alone how to govern the City, so by default the government collapsed and the city fell into anarchy.
In practice, however, all the great institutions, guilds, bureaucracies of the City, together with the Temple Indivisible, formed an informal council and de facto ruled the City. Untampered with by the politics of the Doge and the College of Electors, the institutions of the city operated efficiently and effectively throughout this period, and the reign of Doge Simone the Fowl has widely come to be thought of as a golden age for Shuttered.
As for the Doge, he lived a simple, if scandalous (and perhaps a bit dashing), lifestyle. Widely considered a very handsome cuckoo, he scandalized court life by taking a pretty peasant hen as his common-law wife, with whom he had several dozen legitimate children. He also sired vast thousands of bastards through his many courtesans, and is generally regarded to have had more lovers than any Doge in recorded or oral history. To this day, cuckoos descended from his line are considered bringers of good fortune and talismans against evil, and are known as Simonian Cuckoos. Nobles prefer the beautiful cuckoos bred from his legitimate line, and genealogical papers proving their descent are extremely illegal to forge. The common folk are content with cuckoos descended from his many bastard lines, and are generally not particularly concerned about genealogical papers.
His glossy feathers inspired a carefully feathered hairstyle amongst the fashionista of the City, and there was no self-respecting dandy who dared to be seen without a massively puffed out bright red silk cravat, going so far as to drape them over wire cages strapped to the chest so they could puff out even larger. The same style, though much more restrained, continues to be worn to this day.
Doge Simone the Fowl was unusually long lived, and his reign lasted 21 glorious years before ending in murder most foul. Mad with envy and ambition, Simone the Foul wrung his neck in front of his horrified daughter, who had loyally served as the Doge’s caretaker, doctor, and assistant throughout his reign. For this fowl assassination Simone the Foul was barred from seeking the office of the Doge, stripped of his citizenship, dressed in rags, and exiled from the City in complete, perpetual and eternal disgrace. He fled to the foothills of the Barrier Range, where it is said that his ghost can still be heard crowing insanely.
Simone the Fowl was embalmed, interred in a gold, jewel encrusted casket, and laid to rest beside his common-law wife in a towering marble mausoleum along the White Road, financed by donations from all over the city. Simone the Foul’s daughter Geda the Fair, his care-taker, is also buried here. The Blind Doge is her direct matrilineal descendant, and he makes frequent pilgrimage to the tomb to pay his respects to his ancestor and her illustrious charge in a grand annual procession.
And that is why to this very day the people of Shuttered put roosters on their weathervanes.
Hooks
-What other momentous events occurred during the glorious reign of Doge Simone the Fowl?
-Does the ghost of Simone the Foul still haunt the foothills?
-Is Geda the Fair known for anything else?
-Who else might be descended from her?
-Are Simonian Cuckoos really lucky? Does it even matter if they’re legitimate or bastards?
-What kind of morons elect a chicken to high office?!
It happened in a certain year that in the City of Shuttered Windows an election for the Doge was held, following the death of the previous Doge, as was the rule. The top contender for the Doge’s coronet was Simone the Foul, a singularly unpleasant but mind bogglingly wealthy patrician. Seeking to subvert the College of Electors, Simone the Foul went to great lengths to bribe not one, or some of the Electors, but every single one, reasoning that if they were all in his pocket he was guaranteed to win the election.
In one of the most ridiculous political accidents known to history, by clerical error Simone the Foul’s name on the list was replaced with that of his daughter’s pet rooster, Simone the Fowl, and when the secret ballot was read, it was found that Simone the Fowl had won the election by a unanimous vote, leaving Simone the Foul a fortune in gold poorer and in possession of the dubious honor of having been the only man in history to bribe the entire College of Electors and still lose the election.
The College of Electors was in something of a bind. Mad Doges it could deal with, but a cuckoo Doge? Searching the ancient bylaws of the City and consulting with the Matriarch of the Temple Indivisible, they discovered that the College could rule the City in the Doge’s stead if he was found to be incompetent, but only by consensus. Naturally, the Electors couldn’t agree on what to have for breakfast, let alone how to govern the City, so by default the government collapsed and the city fell into anarchy.
In practice, however, all the great institutions, guilds, bureaucracies of the City, together with the Temple Indivisible, formed an informal council and de facto ruled the City. Untampered with by the politics of the Doge and the College of Electors, the institutions of the city operated efficiently and effectively throughout this period, and the reign of Doge Simone the Fowl has widely come to be thought of as a golden age for Shuttered.
As for the Doge, he lived a simple, if scandalous (and perhaps a bit dashing), lifestyle. Widely considered a very handsome cuckoo, he scandalized court life by taking a pretty peasant hen as his common-law wife, with whom he had several dozen legitimate children. He also sired vast thousands of bastards through his many courtesans, and is generally regarded to have had more lovers than any Doge in recorded or oral history. To this day, cuckoos descended from his line are considered bringers of good fortune and talismans against evil, and are known as Simonian Cuckoos. Nobles prefer the beautiful cuckoos bred from his legitimate line, and genealogical papers proving their descent are extremely illegal to forge. The common folk are content with cuckoos descended from his many bastard lines, and are generally not particularly concerned about genealogical papers.
His glossy feathers inspired a carefully feathered hairstyle amongst the fashionista of the City, and there was no self-respecting dandy who dared to be seen without a massively puffed out bright red silk cravat, going so far as to drape them over wire cages strapped to the chest so they could puff out even larger. The same style, though much more restrained, continues to be worn to this day.
Doge Simone the Fowl was unusually long lived, and his reign lasted 21 glorious years before ending in murder most foul. Mad with envy and ambition, Simone the Foul wrung his neck in front of his horrified daughter, who had loyally served as the Doge’s caretaker, doctor, and assistant throughout his reign. For this fowl assassination Simone the Foul was barred from seeking the office of the Doge, stripped of his citizenship, dressed in rags, and exiled from the City in complete, perpetual and eternal disgrace. He fled to the foothills of the Barrier Range, where it is said that his ghost can still be heard crowing insanely.
Simone the Fowl was embalmed, interred in a gold, jewel encrusted casket, and laid to rest beside his common-law wife in a towering marble mausoleum along the White Road, financed by donations from all over the city. Simone the Foul’s daughter Geda the Fair, his care-taker, is also buried here. The Blind Doge is her direct matrilineal descendant, and he makes frequent pilgrimage to the tomb to pay his respects to his ancestor and her illustrious charge in a grand annual procession.
And that is why to this very day the people of Shuttered put roosters on their weathervanes.
Hooks
-What other momentous events occurred during the glorious reign of Doge Simone the Fowl?
-Does the ghost of Simone the Foul still haunt the foothills?
-Is Geda the Fair known for anything else?
-Who else might be descended from her?
-Are Simonian Cuckoos really lucky? Does it even matter if they’re legitimate or bastards?
-What kind of morons elect a chicken to high office?!
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