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Today is Phaesday-- at least, it should be. I gather it's called by a different name, in this whorl. I have been here since Hieraxday, and spent Thelxday exploring this City, aided by the guide with which the Archive has provided me. And trying to understand what goes on in this glass, though that's proving rather difficult. Especially yesterday, with all the... pictures of cats? Certainly mysterious, as befits Thelxiepeia; though cats are Sphigx's. Perhaps it is not for me to understand. Perhaps being here is part of my task. I think for the moment I must accept my ignorance and trust in the Outsider. I do not know if the Nine can hear or aid me here (I've read that this place has its own gods, who appear in this glass as ours do in our windows,) but I feel certain the Outsider can, though I expect no aid in my task.
Eden, Raven, Ivy-- again, thank you for aiding me in understanding the situation. I hope I didn't inconvenience you too greatly with all my questions. And-- Raven, I hope you are well, after yesterday...
In any case, I find myself woefully in need of assistance. If there is no way to return to Viron, I shall need a place to stay and some means of employment. Though augurs are forbidden to beg, if anyone is willing to assist me I would be most grateful.
As I understand it, you do not practice augury here, or worship as we do in my whorl... which leaves me at a bit of a loss, since that is what I have studied in my whole life. The schola prepares us to teach and to pray, but to live, we depend upon our stipend from the Chapter and the goodwill of the people who attend manteion. I can write and read, and thankfully the language here seems to be close enough to Vironese that I understand most of you... I can sacrifice, of course, and read the signs in the offerings... I would teach, but I have always tended to the religious aspect of the children's instruction; I haven't Maytera Marble's knack for mathematics, or Maytera Mint's way with the young ones. Goodness, what would the Sibyls say to see this place? I do wish Maytera Marble was here; she knows more of the short-sun whorl than anyone I have ever met, and I can't help but wonder... Well, I've left my point behind, haven't I? I can maintain and to some extent repair Sacred Windows, though I don't believe there are any here. I had been maintaining the buildings on Sun Street, though I am not as adept at mending roofs as I would like to be, but the buildings here are rather different to begin with. I would like to think I am a quick study and would be happy to do whatever needs doing, to the best of my abilities...
As for living arrangements, I do not need much space. I brought nearly nothing with me, and had little at home to begin with. I am quiet and happy to help with the household chores, and to aid you in any way I can. I do not know what else to say to recommend myself and I fear I've spoken too long as it is!
May all the gods and the Outsider smile upon you.
Today is Phaesday-- at least, it should be. I gather it's called by a different name, in this whorl. I have been here since Hieraxday, and spent Thelxday exploring this City, aided by the guide with which the Archive has provided me. And trying to understand what goes on in this glass, though that's proving rather difficult. Especially yesterday, with all the... pictures of cats? Certainly mysterious, as befits Thelxiepeia; though cats are Sphigx's. Perhaps it is not for me to understand. Perhaps being here is part of my task. I think for the moment I must accept my ignorance and trust in the Outsider. I do not know if the Nine can hear or aid me here (I've read that this place has its own gods, who appear in this glass as ours do in our windows,) but I feel certain the Outsider can, though I expect no aid in my task.
Eden, Raven, Ivy-- again, thank you for aiding me in understanding the situation. I hope I didn't inconvenience you too greatly with all my questions. And-- Raven, I hope you are well, after yesterday...
In any case, I find myself woefully in need of assistance. If there is no way to return to Viron, I shall need a place to stay and some means of employment. Though augurs are forbidden to beg, if anyone is willing to assist me I would be most grateful.
As I understand it, you do not practice augury here, or worship as we do in my whorl... which leaves me at a bit of a loss, since that is what I have studied in my whole life. The schola prepares us to teach and to pray, but to live, we depend upon our stipend from the Chapter and the goodwill of the people who attend manteion. I can write and read, and thankfully the language here seems to be close enough to Vironese that I understand most of you... I can sacrifice, of course, and read the signs in the offerings... I would teach, but I have always tended to the religious aspect of the children's instruction; I haven't Maytera Marble's knack for mathematics, or Maytera Mint's way with the young ones. Goodness, what would the Sibyls say to see this place? I do wish Maytera Marble was here; she knows more of the short-sun whorl than anyone I have ever met, and I can't help but wonder... Well, I've left my point behind, haven't I? I can maintain and to some extent repair Sacred Windows, though I don't believe there are any here. I had been maintaining the buildings on Sun Street, though I am not as adept at mending roofs as I would like to be, but the buildings here are rather different to begin with. I would like to think I am a quick study and would be happy to do whatever needs doing, to the best of my abilities...
As for living arrangements, I do not need much space. I brought nearly nothing with me, and had little at home to begin with. I am quiet and happy to help with the household chores, and to aid you in any way I can. I do not know what else to say to recommend myself and I fear I've spoken too long as it is!
May all the gods and the Outsider smile upon you.
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Date: 2008-08-16 02:42 am (UTC)Victims? Nice way to put it. [Wow, he might just be a shade grey out of crazy, or maybe, just different.] Scylsday is Sunday, I think. So you're really a priest, huh?
[She debates this.]
Do you enjoy your religion there? And-- doves? You guys do not sacrifice doves.
[Voice]
Date: 2008-08-16 03:21 am (UTC)I suppose I am 'really' a priest, if that's more or less what priests do in your whorl. World, I think you say?
It's not really a matter of enjoying religion, I don't believe. There are men who enjoy killing, both animals and other men, and I am not one. As I was telling the children last week; we do not sacrifice animals to the gods because they are worthless, but because they are worth so much-- we do it to show our devotion. And also to serve the congregation; the people of our quarter rarely eat so well as they did on Scylsday, when we had a number of animals presented by a wealthy donor.
As to the doves... They're sacred to Kypris; I promised them to her when she-- [He pauses, seeming a little uncertain of whether he ought to continue.] Kypris blessed me with a theophany, you see, in a glass at Orchid's house, and so I promised to sacrifice to her as soon as I could. Those are her favored offerings... Doves, or big white rabbits. She came to our Window, when I did sacrifice to her. It was... [Pauses, at a loss for words.] I could never forget it, even if I lived forever.