[Mkguild] MKGuild Digest, Vol 92, Issue 32

[kyle.vernon at gmail.com]

Yeah I seem to be consistently getting these. It's working

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>    1. Testing! (christian okane)
>    2. FW:  Birth II (christian okane)
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> From: christian okane <chrisokane at optimum.net>
> To: mkguild at lists.integral.org
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> Date: Sat, 29 Nov 2014 22:47:21 -0500
> Subject: [Mkguild] Testing!
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>    Just testing. The list engine had a fit and placed everyone in No mail
> due to bounces. I cleared those and I'm testing to be sure it is working!
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> Chris
>
> The Lurking Fox
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> From: christian okane <chrisokane at optimum.net>
> To: mkguild at lists.integral.org
> Cc:
> Date: Sat, 29 Nov 2014 22:49:18 -0500
> Subject: [Mkguild] FW: Birth II
>
> Not sure if everyone got this due to bounce issues with the list so I am
> sending it again. This is NOT my story.
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>
> Chris
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> *From:* mkguild-bounces at lists.integral.org [mailto:
> mkguild-bounces at lists.integral.org] *On Behalf Of *Jack Moore
> *Sent:* Saturday, November 29, 2014 10:42 AM
> *To:* mkguild at lists.integral.org
> *Subject:* [Mkguild] Birth II
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>
>
> AN: I also took inspiration from Stormlight Archive and Les Liaisons
> Dangereuses. Thoughts and critiques are asked for.
>
>
>
> Birth II
>
>
>
>
>
> I ate dinner that night outside away from the knights, instead of inside
> my tent.
>
> Father was taking dinner and other entertainments with a serving girl he
> brought with us.
>
> Someone I chose to neglect would share dinner with me though.
>
>
>
> "Jay-Ames." I sighed.
>
>
>
> "If there are any gods out there, I ask you to relieve me." I looked up at
> the stars.
>
> "Please! I am begging you!" No response.
>
>
>
> The fact that I couldn't name any of them didn't help.
>
>
>
> A mass of golden curls with a fat girl growing out of them plopped down
> beside
>
> me. "You've been avoiding me all day." I forced a grin.
>
>
>
> "What in the world gave you that idea…uh…" I seem to have forgotten
>
> something.
>
>
>
> The fat girl was my fiancée. I didn't know her, something I'll elaborate
> on in a
>
> minute, but I knew my father wanted me to marry her. He believed such a
> marriage
>
> would be throwing off the shackles of tradition and another step towards
> being a modern
>
> man.
>
>
>
> You see this girl was…unique. Rather than being nobility, she came from a
>
> wealthy merchant family. My father believed money would be power in the
> future and
>
> merchants would supplant the nobles.
>
>
>
> I suspect he's right.
>
>
>
> Unsurprisingly this lead to an arranged marriage to a girl I barely knew.
>
> Somewhat more surprisingly, I did not know her name.
>
>
>
> You see, this girl was of no importance to me. The doublet I wore held
> more
>
> value. So I learned little about her and never bothered to learn her name.
>
> I would learn it but that's a story for another letter.
>
>
>
> Well I couldn't refer to her as trollop, so instead I took to calling her
> by a pet
>
> name.
>
>
>
> "Of course I'm not avoiding you Muffin." I said. "Why would I ever do
> that?"
>
> Muffin's eyes lit with joy. "I've just been busy with other things."
>
>
>
> "Like what Jay-Ames?" I winced. At the time this girl had a way of
> speaking
>
> that made me despise my own name. I don't mind it now.
>
>
>
> "I've been busy planning for the meeting tomorrow." I said. "We're meeting
> with
>
> someone for…something. I don't know; I'm more concerned with being so
> close to a
>
> cursed valley."
>
>
>
> "I'm excited Jay-Ames. What do you think the cursed people are like?" How
> in
>
> the world would I know, I'd never met them.
>
>
>
> "Not a clue." I said. "I don't want to meet one."
>
>
>
> "I bet they're fuzzy." Muffin said. "I've heard they're monsters.
>
>
>
> "They are monsters." I said. "They're not human anymore."
>
>
>
> "I don't know." Muffin said.
>
>
>
> "Ya don't know? How can you not know this?
>
>
>
> "In Isenport, I watch people." Muffin said. "They always act like people,
> no
>
> matter what they look like. Even if the cursed people look like monsters,
> I don't think
>
> they'll act like them."
>
>
>
> "And how exactly would you know how a monster acts?" I snapped.
>
>
>
> "You're upset." Muffin said. "Tell me why."
>
>
>
> "I don't want to be here." I said. "I mean…I like being out of Isenport. I
> even
>
> wanna see this Keep! It's the cursed part; I am scared of cursed places.
> Maybe that
>
> makes me a fool, but I think the smart thing to do is avoid curses."
>
>
>
> "Is that all?"
>
>
>
> "Is that all!?" I cried. "To me it's plenty. I don't want to be out here,
> especially
>
> when I don't know why I'm here. I just know something's going to go wrong
> for me."
>
>
>
> "What?" Muffin asked. "You think they're going to kidnap you? Or kill
> you?"
>
> No I think they're going to marry me to you. "Oh Jay-Ames, you have a
> silly
>
> imagination." I rolled my eyes
>
>
>
> In my mind, I knew what Metamor Keep was. Every stranger too it knows it
> is
>
> the great unknown, a cursed gateway into the more unknown North. The
> unknown is
>
> dangerous and everything I heard about it frightened me.
>
>
>
> "So where's your father?" Muffin asked.
>
>
>
> "In his tent with a serving girl." I said. "She's providing…moral support
> to him."
>
>
>
> "Maybe we should head too our tent then." Muffin grinned. My manhood
>
> shriveled.
>
>
>
> "Thanks but I'm not feeling…up to it." I had three mistresses at home who
> I
>
> planned to remain loyal to. I would do this by not touching Muffin with a
> glaive, much
>
> less a part of my anatomy.
>
>
>
> "That's okay; we can sit here and talk." She leaned in closer to me as I
> prayed to
>
> gods I didn't believe in for a miracle.
>
>
>
> Without warning it began raining. Sometimes the Divine can be quite kind.
>
>
>
> March 3rd, 707
>
>
>
> While dinner I ate alone, breakfast I shared with my father. Or rather, he
> ate and I
>
> sat in misery.
>
>
>
> "Do you know what we can learn from Metamor Keep yet?" My father asked.
>
>
>
> "No sir, not yet." My father frowned.
>
>
>
> "You are my legacy; you will have to be sharper than that." My father
> sipped and
>
> continued. "Why do we Ecclesia and Lothanasi priests on the pay?"
>
>
>
> "Because we're probably going to one of their hells and trying to get
> out?" Was
>
> what I did not say.
>
>
>
> "I don't know sir."
>
>
>
> "Religion is a tool." My father said. "Always has been, all nonsense and
> all a tool
>
> for those who can use it. Metamor Keep has the next tool, the tool for the
> modern man."
>
>
>
> "I thought you said they were too stupid to fix their own curse, how can
> they
>
> teach us anything?"
>
>
>
> "Even morons have flashes of brilliance." My father said. "In this case,
> the tool
>
> of tolerance."
>
>
>
> "Tolerance?"
>
>
>
> "Different religions." My father sipped, "Different species. Some are
> human,
>
> some are animals, I've heard all of this. Yet they still hold together.
> Why?"
>
>
>
> "I'm not sure sir."
>
>
>
> "Because their leader has realized how stupid all these divisions are. He
> has
>
> come to realize no doubt that so long as he puts his desires above all
> else, as long as he
>
> never shows favoritism he can control the people.
>
>
>
> "We practice their religion to show we are like them. We show no
> favoritism,
>
> they trumpet us from the hills as great rulers." My father smiled.
>
> For a moment I saw the fangs of a wolf in his grin.
>
>
>
> "That is how we become modern rulers. Not like these lords and Lords stuck
> in
>
> the past!" I stood up. "Where are you going?"
>
>
>
> "Need air." I pushed my way through the tent flaps and managed to not
> vomit.
>
> Only a few minutes with my father and I felt like I had been in a pig sty.
>
>
>
> "Breakfast as usual?" Nemo walked up beside me, Qual strapped on his back.
>
> "You always exit looking ill."
>
>
>
> "I feel ill." I mumbled, sitting down on a rock. "I don't want to be a
> modern
>
> man."
>
>
>
> "What do you want?" I swallowed.
>
>
>
> "I don't know."
>
>
>
> "When you decide, I will give you my countenance." Nemo said.
>
>
>
> "My father pays you. You'll do what he says."
>
>
>
> "I'm sorry you believe that." Nemo crouched down. I stood.
>
>
>
> "I need to…I need some time alone."
>
>
>
> "Your father will want to leave when he is done." Nemo said. "I can give
> you an
>
> hour delay, possibly two." I paused.
>
>
>
> "Why?"
>
>
>
> "We all need it sometimes James." Nemo said. "Have fun."
>
>
>
> "Thanks."
>
>
>
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