Proclamation: Speech from the day of Succession
The herald brings a statement from the Court of Simbarocquo Inyumaye concerning the guiding vision for his reign as high leader of the ELVES.
This is a special short version with comments and clarifications from the multiracial interpreters and servants at the tavern of his estate in Azura.
Human: Read this with an appropriate mix of seriousness and playfulness. This crap is legit.
Dwarf: These thoughts are almost as deep as my cave.
Orc: Wwrrrrrrrghhghhhh, Orcq, Orcq, Orcq!
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Let it be known that we, Elves, strive for the balance that sustains the Richness of Illyriad:
that Richness that make new people arrive and rise to the challenge of becoming ruling ladies and lords and governing their own part of this magnificent world;
Human: newbies should feel welcome and a have a joyful experience - and the Elves want a steady supply of cotters and harvesters for their schemings.
Dwarf: invite newbies and teach them to brew Mead and Ale!
Orc: Tthere vvil bee nyeuu fleshKK and MeeeaT to shLawGhter!
that Richness that make the established realms and kingdoms continue to thrive and blossom, not just with the rulers enriching the lands through their governing, but also with the rulers themselves being enriched by this task, and the friendships and adventures that come with it;
Human: people should have a nice time playing -and- playing should not make people exhausted and short of time in real life - we all have different schedules and circumstances and real life is more important than playing ...whatever THAT means. Secretly the Elves want everyone to become vegetable gardeners!
Dwarf: More Mead Now!
Orc: gharbidge trumPs Traasssssh
that Richness that make the Gods and the Governing Spirits of Illyriad continue the unfolding of their creation of an evermore intricate world.
Human: We are looking at you Devs and GMs....
Dwarf: *spits
Orc: inTricut iz laik warTs.. vviThin warTs.. vviThin warTsssszzz..., oor vvhen yuu cut yuur enemeY upp so artSy yuu canTt see vvhat iz fRont anD vvhat iz beeHaaaaind
We do our part in the effort to instil an Ethos in Illyriad with ideas such as these:
Orc: eaTus iz abowt Kanniballizm, citey eaat citey iz alloued, butt onleY weeth sTaail
that an even match is of greater value than brute victories,
that appealing adventures trump waves of exterminations,
that intricate scheming is more thrilling than simple greed and controll and power for their own sake. We do not deny that generally speaking a victory is more honorable than a loss. But context and conduct can easily overturn this: Some losses are indeed more honorable than certain victories. One may say: Let me have a beautiful death rather than an ugly life.
Human: play with some style. Don’t obsess over outcomes. Enjoy the process. Make some mess - but such a mess that your friends and foes enjoy
Dwarf: this elvish saying sums it up: “Be nice to the ladies, and compost your enemies.”
Orc: Tthrilleeeng iz vvhen heaDz aar rolLing anD yoo donTt Knooow vvheeeRrrrrr
And so when we put limits to ourselves,
as in limiting the sizes and destructive power of our armies, in moderating the escalations in attacks and counterattacks, and in showing restraint towards newer nobles and smaller realms,
it is precisely because such rules of conduct are made for our concern for Richness and Ethos.
Humans: the elves don’t breed that much.
Dwarf: the elves sometimes skip morning beer.
Orc: liMMitz iz laik tThinking abawt sKKqweezing enemeY heaDz laik a Laim ooor otha Fruut and meik a juuzy sPritz, butt onleY dooing itt sumtaimz
Observe that
the good life is not made for the rules, rather, the rules are made for the good life.
Human: The Elves want to force us all to live like them
Dwarf: The elves sometimes mix brews together for the sake of good taste
Orc: Tteisty DeaTh ruuulz!
We will respect such rules for the good. And, we will occasionally break such rules for the good. And the rules themselves will evolve. Yet no rules will ever be perfect. Some discretion is always warranted. And I will gladly pay the fines for breaking rules of conduct, both when I am wrong in breaking them and when I am right to do so.
Human: The elves want a monopoly on exceptions
Dwarf: Perfection is restricted to refined minerals
Orc: vvhen eLF iz nauGhtey eLf wilL lett us liqk theyr Eaarrs
Let it be known,
that we represent a force for good, not just for the benefit of ourselves, but for all of Illyriad.
Human: The elves bless us all with their stunning spicy femininity
Dwarf: Cheers!
Orc: Orcq, Orcq, Orcq!
Let me conclude my speech with this excerpt from one of the most sacred scrolls of our libraries, concerning our place in the world:
“.....Thus, To Elves is given the mission to keep the other races in check and manage the flows of life; to avoid the toxic mechanization of the Dwarves, the exploitations and conflicts of Humans, and the lifeless void that Orcs leave behind.
We are the master gardeners and caretakers of all the landscapes and habitats. We maintain the long term healthy balance of Illyriad in its entirety. Only we can combine the resilience and enchantment of wilderness with the refinement of civilization and keep them in enduring harmony.....”
Human: this the illegit part of the crap...blabla bla bla
Dwarf: it is time for some WINE in GOLDEN cups
Orc: AaaaaAaAaAwwrrgggghhh!
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