The One True Way ....
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The following is a collection of scrolls and scraps of velum onto which are scrawled proverbs and random pieces of "wisdom". Most are written in Shou, while some are in common. Occasionally seemingly random words in the texts are written in infernal. Most of the text is written in a form of poetry roughly resembling the parallelisms and chiasms commonly found in holy texts.@b13c4ce6cb:
_The One True Way
To light a candle is to cast a shadow.
The "Holy" knights bring their own darkness to the world
Yet even darkness holds enlightenment,
In the wake of their strife is found truth."How can there be only One True God?" they may say.
They argue "There are many gods in the heavens!".
But they only see their present. They ponder not the end.
It is at the conclusion of the mater where truth is found. Not in current circumstances.A fox in a coop with a pair of chickens.
Are there three animals in the coop?
To say so is to rage against truth.
Wisdom says "there is only one animal - having dinner."_@b13c4ce6cb:
_There is one who wears a mask, yet toils to bring about truth
Another who is in plain sight, and is a prophet of falsehood.Who deserves to live?
Who is worthy of death?And what is "life"?
What is to be feared after "death"?Both life and death are in the hands of the powerful.
Power alone defends life and brings death.
Yet more power is in the tongue than in the arm of a warrior.
A word in it's place more devastating than any spell.A forest is set ablaze with just one spark.
The course of a mighty ship is changed by a small rudder.
So a subtle word can bring about great change,
And accurate speaking bring down an empire._
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The dark knight wore a slim silk robe, adorned with fertility glyphs written in Sho. A small table for two had been set with a platter of cheeses and dried fruit, two glasses of wine, and a small plate of oysters. A double sleeping mat had also been made, rose petals scattered about it. A small burner filled the chamber with the scent of sandalwood. Anticipation of the night of passion the knight was about to indulge in was almost beyond his ability to bear. All that remained was to summon his mistress. On the floor was a five pointed star painted onto the stone floor with pitch. A circle had been painted around the star, and at each point a black candle burned with an azure flame. Other glyphs and blasphemies were painted about the circle, each phrase and symbol loaded with infernal magic.
The dark knight finished the ritual, cutting his hand to splash some of his blood into the circle as he chanted a blasphemous chorus that included the names of locally worshiped gods and their servants pronounced backward.
After the final word of the summoning ritual the knights heart sank. For a brief moment nothing seemed to be happening. Fear that his longing to fulfil his dark lust briefly gripped his heart. The fear was instantly shattered as dark shards of obsidian burst up through the chamber's floor. Between the towering shards a hole in reality had been torn, through which gushed waves of infernal flames, spite and hatred.
"YESSSS! COME FORTH MY LOVE! Let us DRINK DEEPLY from the CHALICE OF PASSION TOGETHER!"
A stench of contempt and mockery wafted out of the summoning circle as a figure emerged from the flames. Rather than the comely figure of a succubus, a hideous insectoid creature presented itself, trident at the ready to slay it's summoner's foes. It looked around the chamber, beheld the cheese platter and wine, adorned sleeping mat, and the summoner dressed in silk pajamas. The mezzoloth lowered it's weapon and let out a disappointed sigh.
The knight eventually broke the awkward silence. "There ... there seems to be some kind of mistake, yes? ... I was expecting"
"YOU were expecting a succubus aye? Hoping to spend the evening fornicating with a demon? Hmmm ... By the baylor's nipples! You would not believe how many times I've been summoned by recently promoted blackguards of Cyric looking for love 'n all the wrong places! Joke's getting a little old if y' ask me."
"... Yes, well, I'm terribly sorry. I'll just-"
"I am normally summoned to SLAUGHTER! But I'm not above whore'n myself out to lonely blackguards. That glass of wine for me?"
"Umm ... no I just-"
"Bah ha! Never mind little human. It's fine. Hey, between you and me, you don't want to be bedd'n no succubi. Never ends well."
The dark knight was totally deflated. "Right."
"Hmm. Well it doesn't look like you have anyone for me to murder. So if there's nothing else I guess I'll just be frik'n off then?"
The knight raised his hand to unwrite the summoning magic. "Very well. I unsummon thee." Glowing glyphs circled the Mezzoloth as it began to dematerialise.
"Ta. So long little mortal. Bah ha haaa..."
The short blackguard slumped down into one of the chairs, drank both glasses of wine, and then wrote an entry into his tome.
Better is the sight of what one has now than the wanderings of desire.
Longing and desire are folly, stealing us away from the real.to yearn for love is to try catching the wind.
One has more chance of catching water with their hands than one does of fulfilling desires.Lust is a trap, ensnaring the lonely.
... get better at summoning!
[[I was SO EXCITED lvling up my blackguard! Was looking forward to ripping up the place with a summoned succubus. Was a bit disappointed when I summoned a mezzaloth instead. Not as good, and definately not as sexy!]]
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Written shortly after the destruction of the temple in Oscura.
The ant hill washed away by the rain, the ants perish
house of worship in ruins, the "faithful" scatter.
.It is better to build a house on stone than on shifting sand.
is better to accept the void, than it is to grovel at the throne of false gods.
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@564b531fff:
_I communed with my heart, saying, “Look, I have done well! I have gained wisdom beyond those around me. My heart has understood great wisdom and knowledge.”
And I set my heart to know wisdom and to know madness and folly. I perceived that this is useless, like grasping for the wind.
For in much wisdom is much grief,
And he who increases knowledge increases sorrow.What is crooked cannot be made straight,
And what is lacking cannot be numbered.There is only death.
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@deb1e70c67:
_"Madness"
"Sanity"
Just judgments.
Opinions.
The only difference between the two is restraint.
And a fish._
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@c8cb3aad58=K'Satria:
_The King says;
"I am their leaader! The people are mine!
The people have spoken, I must obey."_
((OOC: Donald trump got me thinking about democracy. My thoughts then went back to a line from "Yes Prime Minister". RIP Paul Eddington))
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VYJvXn-WC9s
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@a30abed8e1:
Ask if someone is lying.
The liar will say they are not lying.
The honest will say they are not lying.
So nobody is a liar!
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@47b7e6883f:
_The holy knight rides out to bring light to the world
To slay the enemy priests and banish the darkness.He murders the priest, and yet spares the priest's son.
He has mercy on the child, restraining his righteous hand.Darkness grows in the heart of that son.
In the shadows he plots revenge.
Has the world been made a better place?
Has mercy brought light or darkness?_@47b7e6883f:
_The blade is the agent of chaos.
Where there is one, the blade makes two.
Where there is order, the blade brings disorder.
Where there is life, the blade takes it away.All who wield the blade bring chaos,
And unknowingly honor the Black Sun.
All piety eventually leads into him
For he is the One True God._
