Post by Just Richard on Mar 17, 2011 1:25:08 GMT -8
Mat sits in his study. A fire roars in the marble fireplace behind him. Two small chimera, one a bi-pedal, flightless owl the other a lion cub run into the room and back out again. Mat pays little notice to them as he scribbles down the events of the most recent Court.
Herald. Voice of the Countess. Delegator of the Emerald County.
I wonder if I get frequent flyer miles with my current credit card. Well, there are others ways of getting around. I'll be able to do it on my own soon enough. Until then, I will be at the words of my Countess.
Elaine is doing a damn good job in my opinion. Moving things around as her first action, and making sure people know that we are going to start pushing an offense to our enemies. Some people are going to be rubbed the wrong way from it, true, but they need to understand things are different and they need to move with the change. Hell, I'd think the Unseelies would go with it but I'm not exactly sure what most of their motivations are of mean for that matter.
It looks like I might actually see some action soon here. What with Helen being War-Marshall, I might be on the front lines. Things are looking different for me in that area. I want to be on the front, but not out of sheer will to fight. I want to learn from the battle. Determine new ways of defeating my foes. Every enemy is different and I need to understand each and every one if I am to be effective on the field of battle.
At least, that's what I think in my head.
A lot is different. Few months ago if you told me what I wanted to know from the Sluagh lady I would've told you that I hadn't a clue. Maybe dreaming lore maybe a few other things. Now my list is extensive. I listed two of my wants, I think I have another on the list. Money really isn't a big deal. There are plenty of casinos around here and the racing circuit isn't getting any smaller so the green should be easy enough to come by. Hopefully, she is willing to take cash as compensation. We'll just have to see.
Mat rubs a hand across his forehead, rubbing away the beads of sweat forming upon it. He presses a hand to his chest and grimaces.
I'm going to do it. I don't know when it will happen and I don't know how it will end up, but I am going to take care of it once and for all. This weight is causing me to doubt myself. That is something I cannot tolerate anymore. Especially if I am to gain knowledge.
Infinite knowledge. Infinite wisdom. Take your pick.
There are so many ways this path can go. I think in the end it will all end up at the same result. I will be more than Era ever was. He couldn't complete it before, but I will. Sure this condition is not actually meant as such, but striving for a goal is the stuff of dreams and regardless of my makeup I still rely on those dreams to direct me. If he is in my head, then he exists and I will do as he advised.
He looks to the page and tilts his head before adding.
I think I need another vacation. The more time I spend with her the more I feel things coming together. Maybe it's the dad in me coming through. In any case, I am finding it very... comfortable.
He closes the book, sets the quill-pen aside and picks up a different pen. It is finely crafted silver. It seems to fit just right in his grip and he pulls aside a black sheet of paper. He starts writing on it, his hand moving swiftly along the page. After a few minutes he nods and sets the page atop the black binder before rising and leaving the room. Across the top of the page is written: Mapping-The Darker Side.
Herald. Voice of the Countess. Delegator of the Emerald County.
I wonder if I get frequent flyer miles with my current credit card. Well, there are others ways of getting around. I'll be able to do it on my own soon enough. Until then, I will be at the words of my Countess.
Elaine is doing a damn good job in my opinion. Moving things around as her first action, and making sure people know that we are going to start pushing an offense to our enemies. Some people are going to be rubbed the wrong way from it, true, but they need to understand things are different and they need to move with the change. Hell, I'd think the Unseelies would go with it but I'm not exactly sure what most of their motivations are of mean for that matter.
It looks like I might actually see some action soon here. What with Helen being War-Marshall, I might be on the front lines. Things are looking different for me in that area. I want to be on the front, but not out of sheer will to fight. I want to learn from the battle. Determine new ways of defeating my foes. Every enemy is different and I need to understand each and every one if I am to be effective on the field of battle.
At least, that's what I think in my head.
A lot is different. Few months ago if you told me what I wanted to know from the Sluagh lady I would've told you that I hadn't a clue. Maybe dreaming lore maybe a few other things. Now my list is extensive. I listed two of my wants, I think I have another on the list. Money really isn't a big deal. There are plenty of casinos around here and the racing circuit isn't getting any smaller so the green should be easy enough to come by. Hopefully, she is willing to take cash as compensation. We'll just have to see.
Mat rubs a hand across his forehead, rubbing away the beads of sweat forming upon it. He presses a hand to his chest and grimaces.
I'm going to do it. I don't know when it will happen and I don't know how it will end up, but I am going to take care of it once and for all. This weight is causing me to doubt myself. That is something I cannot tolerate anymore. Especially if I am to gain knowledge.
Infinite knowledge. Infinite wisdom. Take your pick.
There are so many ways this path can go. I think in the end it will all end up at the same result. I will be more than Era ever was. He couldn't complete it before, but I will. Sure this condition is not actually meant as such, but striving for a goal is the stuff of dreams and regardless of my makeup I still rely on those dreams to direct me. If he is in my head, then he exists and I will do as he advised.
He looks to the page and tilts his head before adding.
I think I need another vacation. The more time I spend with her the more I feel things coming together. Maybe it's the dad in me coming through. In any case, I am finding it very... comfortable.
He closes the book, sets the quill-pen aside and picks up a different pen. It is finely crafted silver. It seems to fit just right in his grip and he pulls aside a black sheet of paper. He starts writing on it, his hand moving swiftly along the page. After a few minutes he nods and sets the page atop the black binder before rising and leaving the room. Across the top of the page is written: Mapping-The Darker Side.