Game Posts

The turn of the tree catches Kicsi off guard and she lets out slight gasp before her training kicks in. Springing backwards onto the palm of her hands she flips into a crouched position and starts to reach for her sword before hearing the tree speak to her.

"Uh... I am called Kicsi, Kicsi Leszúr" she responds, slowly rising to a standing position. A little embarrassed by both her reaction and that she was detected at all she stands awkwardly for a moment before slightly bowing to the tree.

"Vikent," Vikent offers, and bows with a little flourish. "We were exploring the area. I hope that we are not disturbing your rest."

Cuon takes this all in quietly and silently and ensures that whatever weapons he had readied in his caution are carefully stowed away.

"It's good to meet you, Artek. What is the purpose of this place, if you don't mind my asking?"

Vikent shrugs. "How are such as we to know, great one? The ages turn. A great battle was fought north of here, and the land was frozen forever after." He shrugs once more. "But a god war?"

"No, there is no great war," Tethys says, "There are a lot of strange things going on, but it's nothing that we can't handle."

Kicsi remains in her position and looks about, just to keep an eye on things as the others converse with the tree.

"The Crimson Crusade, great one. We are on an errand for the High Justice."

Cuon frowns, "That is a nuanced question, I think. Or rather, perhaps a nuanced answer. We are not beholden to gods -- and thus our effort is to ensure balance in the world."

Cuon remarks, "I had not thought to get into a theological debate with... well, a tree. I do not agree with your assessment. Is the blade of grass evil? Is it good? It is neither - it is a blade of grass in balance with the air and the soil and the rain. Is the deer evil? Is it good? It is neither. Balance is harmony, not chaos."

Tethys nods his agreement with Cuon's argument. If balance is not worth striving for, then what has been the purpose of his existence, either as a druid or as part of the Crimson Crusade?

Vikent leans against a wall, leaving the debate to those who have inclinations to think things through.

"Survival is not chaos. When the rain comes again, the water and nutrients are shared and there is more grass. Balance means that the world is as the world should be. If it cannot support the many deer it has, they are diminished -- and so too are the wolves that feed on them. Thus does the world return to a state where more deer can be supported, and thus more wolves. The cycle is not chaos, it is balance."

Cuon's a little out of his depth here and he looks at the Druid for some help.