Analysis Of Twilight Of The Sirionean Empire
Excerpt from the bookscroll, Twilight of the Sirionean Empire vol. 2
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☼ Sienna Veris, the Scholar of Dawn.'
"Executus Vidhar eth. Ma'skri toll Ma'tuum Blacktongue sondr Arahan'kar Jaka."
These were the words I saw that day on the message board near my home in the demin quarter where I still lived despite having moved up in the world.
It merely reads, execution by royal decree. Challenge duel, Ma'tuum Blacktongue versus the Arahani Heir Jaka. As you may know by now, this Jaka is the very same one we met in the opening pages of vol.1, but he had grown considerably since then. He was my dear friend, and dared I hope... something more?
Such aspirations were rather lofty for a demin streetrat such as myself, all things considered. Yet …show more content…
It was one of the many things that made the Sirionean Empire different. The rulers and powers that be took a rather direct approach to running their empire. Ruling by the strength of individuals much more so than nowadays, something which was to eventually spell the downfall of the greatest Empire that ever existed. We sometimes referred to ourselves as the Sun'klah Mel'inah, The Millenial Empire of the Sun. It was a nomenclature more commonly used at the time, though people now use the Hourglass empire, or merely the Sirionean Empire, to refer to …show more content…
I have yet to see a painting featuring a sunrise in the Dorwinian courts, but perhaps this too will change with time. The dread connected with that symbol, the fear, still rings true for many people though.
As long as the legend of the mighty Empire and it's overpowering Master mages of the seven towers are told as tales to frighten children, this will remain so.
Having met the man personally, I can see why people would invoke Blacktongue's name to frighten children to bed at night. Standing well over 2 meters tall, black as charcoal, bald, huge black beard with streaks of white cutting through it like the lightning for which he was renowned, he is an image that Dorwinians have readily adopted to replace their rather paltry idea of a boogeyman.
When they hear thunder in the skies at night, they tell tales of Blacktongue's battles, conquests and Ma'skri challenge duels.
I looked up briefly, at the real structure towering in the background as it always did. No matter were you were in Heabury, you'd always be able to see the Golden Palace and the sun reflecting off of its huge golden domes. My Desert Prince lived up
by
☼ Sienna Veris, the Scholar of Dawn.'
"Executus Vidhar eth. Ma'skri toll Ma'tuum Blacktongue sondr Arahan'kar Jaka."
These were the words I saw that day on the message board near my home in the demin quarter where I still lived despite having moved up in the world.
It merely reads, execution by royal decree. Challenge duel, Ma'tuum Blacktongue versus the Arahani Heir Jaka. As you may know by now, this Jaka is the very same one we met in the opening pages of vol.1, but he had grown considerably since then. He was my dear friend, and dared I hope... something more?
Such aspirations were rather lofty for a demin streetrat such as myself, all things considered. Yet …show more content…
It was one of the many things that made the Sirionean Empire different. The rulers and powers that be took a rather direct approach to running their empire. Ruling by the strength of individuals much more so than nowadays, something which was to eventually spell the downfall of the greatest Empire that ever existed. We sometimes referred to ourselves as the Sun'klah Mel'inah, The Millenial Empire of the Sun. It was a nomenclature more commonly used at the time, though people now use the Hourglass empire, or merely the Sirionean Empire, to refer to …show more content…
I have yet to see a painting featuring a sunrise in the Dorwinian courts, but perhaps this too will change with time. The dread connected with that symbol, the fear, still rings true for many people though.
As long as the legend of the mighty Empire and it's overpowering Master mages of the seven towers are told as tales to frighten children, this will remain so.
Having met the man personally, I can see why people would invoke Blacktongue's name to frighten children to bed at night. Standing well over 2 meters tall, black as charcoal, bald, huge black beard with streaks of white cutting through it like the lightning for which he was renowned, he is an image that Dorwinians have readily adopted to replace their rather paltry idea of a boogeyman.
When they hear thunder in the skies at night, they tell tales of Blacktongue's battles, conquests and Ma'skri challenge duels.
I looked up briefly, at the real structure towering in the background as it always did. No matter were you were in Heabury, you'd always be able to see the Golden Palace and the sun reflecting off of its huge golden domes. My Desert Prince lived up