Welcome Klawdees, and thank you for your patience. I will be writing up that task that we talked about. Messed up the chatlog, and it got obfuscated prior to this, but this is a snippet, and the important stuff. To all, who may express concerns... I will ask you message me privately, and such chats will remain private. I have a specific reason/goal for this one. ;) There was quite a bit of discussion about Darkness and Light and Wind and Stories and the Bell itself... but alas, that got Obfuscated... Suffice it to say I am admitting klawdees to Marind Bell for now. I would hesitate to have him join an Alliance, initially, as with MRF. But I welcome his perspective, and also interesting for folks who would like to explore Principles with him. He seems to like Principles and discussing them, and creatures archetypes. [spoiler] Maebius: In a single line, can you tell me why I should admit you to this Land? *smiles* Maebius: Answer, honestly, if you can, not what I might wish to hear, and trust me, I am more open minded than folks might think. klawdees: Searches keep me company when maps and paths don't, winds keep me company where roads and roots don't. klawdees: (in my natural language it'd be birds and beasts, not roads and roots...but w/e) klawdees: (trying not to let the religious imagery I still absorb leak into my MD research too much) Maebius: Than swords may be wielded, and cut through your doubts, and this Land accepts you, step in, from without. *he brandishes the ceremonial Sword suddenly* : klawdees jumps back : klawdees steps up...? staring at Maebius suspiciously klawdees: I don't like my doubts. You can cut them if you want. Maebius: May heat and your own Light, bring more to this place, to carve out your footsteps, when in here, you grace. *he flicks the sword playfully in the air, gazing at it a moment, then holds it out* : Maebius extends the sword near your shoulder, if klawdees chooses to step closer klawdees: Just don't move them far away or out of sight, actually kill them. klawdees: *giggles at the funny lines and steps forward* Thanks. Maebius: Then welcome, and since you prefer the poetic.. I spoke similarly. *smiles and taps klawdees' shoulder then puts the sword away casually* klawdees: I'm not sure what wind has to do with light, but I'm fond of their connection, even if it's hidden tonight. klawdees: Oh, thanks. Yeah, I've been doing a lot of that this week. klawdees: So does this mean you're my King now too? Or are you still just King of the Land? klawdees: ( *'s page refreshes* Hey, thanks!) Maebius: .... King? yes *he chuckles* Though it's merely Maebius if you prefer. klawdees: Thanks to the king and to all others involved in this decision. I said saying that would be my first action, so now I've said it here at least. klawdees: ( *eyes droop* xD) klawdees: *thinks* OK, thank you King Maebius. Maebius: And as for my role, that all depends on you, doesn't it? I am King of Marinds Bell. If that is the Land, or it's people, it is the same? klawdees: *nods* The crown just means other things also are who we are, to the extent they give you that crown. Right? klawdees: Lintara is crowned by the grass. Maebius: Yes. presactly. I am crowned by the people. klawdees: I was crowned by an Herb Basket for a little while the other week. 'More chatlog corruption, sorry I missed the followup, but it was mostly "cool, thanks, welcome, I'll have a Task for you now, sir" stuff before the RP faded away. [/spoiler]