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[Silk is seated, presumably, in front of his computer; a large red 'T' is emblazoned on the plain black shirt he generally wears in lieu of proper augur's robes. He does not begin to speak immediately, contemplating his image on the screen, stroking at his cheek thoughtfully.]
This curse, although it encourages a kind of honesty most wouldn't choose on their own, is certainly one of the most beneficial I have heard of. It is always healthy to admit one's misdeeds to oneself and to the gods-- and, in this case, to our fellow man.
My prideful side would like to think that this stands for theodidact; but, from the reactions of others, it seems only our negative qualities are emblazoned upon us today. In some ways, I am ashamed to admit to it because of my own insufficiency; I have often felt I do not deserve the honors visited upon me by the gods. In a way, it may stand for theodidact after all; a reminder that I should trust in divine judgment, for it is certainly wrong of me to imagine that I might know myself better than they in Mainframe.
In truth, I am certain that this letter marks me as a thief. 'T' also signifies Tartaros, the patron of thieves, a god of darkness, to whom I have prayed many times for aid. We augurs wear black to honor Stygian Tartaros, so that, robed in his secrecy, we may steal amongst the gods and overhear their words. So in a sense all augurs are thieves, too; we serve Tartaros, I should say, as eagerly and wholeheartedly as the rest of the Nine, and all the minor gods as well.
I have been a thief in truth, however, though not a very good one, and only in the service of a god. The Outsider asked me to save my manteion, and I broke into a man's house to try and steal back the deed to the property. I did not succeed in regaining it; I did, however, make my way onto his property under the cover of night, gain access to his house, and, regrettably, shoot several of the great cats that guarded his grounds. I am not certain whether the cats-- lynxes, Mucor told me they were, great horned beasts-- survived. Tenebrous Tartaros heard my prayers that evening, and aided me... Although in some ways the attempt was an utter failure. However; although I have not regained my manteion yet, I believe I will, in time. Breaking into Blood's was only the beginning of my path. The gods' ways are a mystery, even to those of us who profess to know them best.
I am telling you this for several reasons. One, because honesty is always commendable, and withholding the truth only leads to evil. Two, because I believe no one can ever know the will of the gods, completely; and because, having admitted to theodidacy, it is even more important to admit my fundamental ignorance. Three, because admitting to one's sins is a part of atoning for them; a meritorious act, or nearly.
[He trails off, pausing for a moment, glancing off-screen. When he begins to speak once more, it is quieter, to himself, though audible.]
I have just thought that T could stand for traitor as well, depending on one's point of view. That is a troubling thought; I have never cared for politics, only for my manteion and the gods; and yet... I am to be caldé, when I return to Viron, if the people have their way. Overthrowing the Ayuntamiento would be treason in the Councillors' eyes, of course... But they have overthrown the Charter themselves. Surely a return to the Charter, at the behest of a goddess, Comely Kypris herself, is not treason... But it reminds me that those who would support me and those who would oppose me are brothers; all Vironese. I must stop them fighting; whether by accepting the power they would give me, or by surrendering my own person... I often wonder which it will be. And whether anything can really be done to restore the peace... [Soft sigh]
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[Silk is seated, presumably, in front of his computer; a large red 'T' is emblazoned on the plain black shirt he generally wears in lieu of proper augur's robes. He does not begin to speak immediately, contemplating his image on the screen, stroking at his cheek thoughtfully.]
This curse, although it encourages a kind of honesty most wouldn't choose on their own, is certainly one of the most beneficial I have heard of. It is always healthy to admit one's misdeeds to oneself and to the gods-- and, in this case, to our fellow man.
My prideful side would like to think that this stands for theodidact; but, from the reactions of others, it seems only our negative qualities are emblazoned upon us today. In some ways, I am ashamed to admit to it because of my own insufficiency; I have often felt I do not deserve the honors visited upon me by the gods. In a way, it may stand for theodidact after all; a reminder that I should trust in divine judgment, for it is certainly wrong of me to imagine that I might know myself better than they in Mainframe.
In truth, I am certain that this letter marks me as a thief. 'T' also signifies Tartaros, the patron of thieves, a god of darkness, to whom I have prayed many times for aid. We augurs wear black to honor Stygian Tartaros, so that, robed in his secrecy, we may steal amongst the gods and overhear their words. So in a sense all augurs are thieves, too; we serve Tartaros, I should say, as eagerly and wholeheartedly as the rest of the Nine, and all the minor gods as well.
I have been a thief in truth, however, though not a very good one, and only in the service of a god. The Outsider asked me to save my manteion, and I broke into a man's house to try and steal back the deed to the property. I did not succeed in regaining it; I did, however, make my way onto his property under the cover of night, gain access to his house, and, regrettably, shoot several of the great cats that guarded his grounds. I am not certain whether the cats-- lynxes, Mucor told me they were, great horned beasts-- survived. Tenebrous Tartaros heard my prayers that evening, and aided me... Although in some ways the attempt was an utter failure. However; although I have not regained my manteion yet, I believe I will, in time. Breaking into Blood's was only the beginning of my path. The gods' ways are a mystery, even to those of us who profess to know them best.
I am telling you this for several reasons. One, because honesty is always commendable, and withholding the truth only leads to evil. Two, because I believe no one can ever know the will of the gods, completely; and because, having admitted to theodidacy, it is even more important to admit my fundamental ignorance. Three, because admitting to one's sins is a part of atoning for them; a meritorious act, or nearly.
[He trails off, pausing for a moment, glancing off-screen. When he begins to speak once more, it is quieter, to himself, though audible.]
I have just thought that T could stand for traitor as well, depending on one's point of view. That is a troubling thought; I have never cared for politics, only for my manteion and the gods; and yet... I am to be caldé, when I return to Viron, if the people have their way. Overthrowing the Ayuntamiento would be treason in the Councillors' eyes, of course... But they have overthrown the Charter themselves. Surely a return to the Charter, at the behest of a goddess, Comely Kypris herself, is not treason... But it reminds me that those who would support me and those who would oppose me are brothers; all Vironese. I must stop them fighting; whether by accepting the power they would give me, or by surrendering my own person... I often wonder which it will be. And whether anything can really be done to restore the peace... [Soft sigh]
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