Having left the conversation the previous day, Julien presents himself this evening in front of Lady Annaliese and the others in the tavern from the previous night. Julien lets out a long, exacerbated sigh
Well, I was hoping that scripture from our betters was going to be enough to put an end to this conversation, and avoid any unpleasantness but I can see that it will take more than that to satisfy you, so I will engage with you.
For those wondering, I am the flower spoken of in this verse, and I am not the originator of this limerick. These words were sent to me by the Winter Court, and uttered again to me in similar fashion by the Fae I met. But, I digress.
Initially, while considering the best way to deal with your skepticism and your frankly, offensive Knights Belligerent rhetoric, I thought to myself why one might react in such a manner. Of course, who would have the most to lose from the reemergence of the Fae? It would have to be the nobility, a challenge from the Fae to their authority would certainly be threatening, and indeed I would be afraid if I were in your shoes, especially if I openly believed that I was superior enough to defeat the Fae as our ancestors mistakenly did once before…
I appreciate your concern for me, but I believe it is misplaced. I think you misinterpret my withdrawals from you as withdrawals from the town at large; perhaps this is more of a symptom of you and your kind than it is me. Being a Knights Belligerent certainly doesn’t help matters. I am well liked by many circles in the town, they just don’t happen to be the same circles you travel in.
However. HOWEVER. I would like to put any previous misunderstandings behind us.
If there’s anything my new gift from Winter has taught me, it’s temperance. It’s amazing what a shift in color can do for your perspective.
Before I came to Port Katherine, I was actually quite different than many of you know me. I was quiet and reserved, with a yearning to learn. You see, I lived in a small village in rural Tojima…one which I rarely left save for a yearly pilgrimage to the capital as sort of a holy rite. I was born in this village, and before the establishment of Port Katherine, I had little thought - nor desire for that matter - that I should ever leave. Everyone in town helped each other, provided for one another, looked after one another. Of course, getting a long was much easier. We were all one large extended family, and we all belonged to The Children of the Fae. It was rare that doctrine and precedent was challenged there.
But I have encountered many things here in Port Katherine that have challenged my beliefs. For one, the people. But how can I blame them; the mainstream group of shatterites that holds view opposing your own - the Penitent Order - is far more moderate and dare I say - watered down version of the Children’s teachings. But yet, just the other day, Ffion and I were able to set aside our differences, and find common ground. What was the common ground, you might ask?
Skepticism. Even lovely Ffion has encountered much skepticism in Port Katherine.
I believe everyone is free to choose to believe however they wish - only the Fae can truly judge us, after all - but you must admit the lack of faith in Port Katherine is slightly strange. I mean, especially considering we’ve met emmisaries of the Fae not once, but twice - and I’ve even been blessed to meet Winter out of season - and you can bet that the Autumn Court will make an appearance come next season.
But set aside our personal differences and the Fae for a moment, and consider all the other strange things we’ve been exposed to. Revenants, elementals, entire towns of corrupted, marauding bands of pirates, arcane sciences, strange plants and animals, people who have survived having their souls ripped from their bodies and returned to them.
But why have we survived all of this?
By working together.
Now you might ask, Julien, you certainly have contributed your own share of troubles to the town.
And you’re right. I have. I accept responsibility for my actions. I can’t change what I’ve done in the past, but I will put my best foot forward.
Why you might ask? Well, how better to prove myself, and all of ourselves, to the Winter Fae than by living life by his wishes.
He made of me a simple request of me that I now extend to you: Stand together.
In doing so, we will gain an ally.
So I ask you to choose:
Will you fan the flames…
…or help put them out?