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“The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.”
- Haldir, The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring
it’s actually not misogynistic to say astrology is bogus, and it is indeed way way more misogynistic to believe that things that can’t be proven rationally through science are More Female.
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THE GAME OF THE BALL
(this parable was originally posted on my patreon) On a summer’s day an alien lands in Buenos Aires. He steps out of his spaceship, conical and rough like a snail’s shell, and speaks through a glistening translation bubble. He says to the bewildered boy in front of him, “I have heard of your great game, fútbol, and I want to see it.”
So the boy nods, because he is an enterprising sort who has been taught to always be polite to strangers, and he leads the alien back to his home. He kicks off his shoes, sits on the couch, and switches the channel to today’s match. Uruguay is playing Chile in the Copa América. The alien watches for some time, but does not seem pleased.
“This is a broadcast signal being displayed to me on a screen, child. This is not fútbol: I want to see fútbol.”
So the boy, who is of course familiar with the nuanced differences between representation and reality says, “I understand. The television is only an object which can mediate the images produced by fútbol to me. Follow me.”
And so the two of them walk to the stadium in the center of town, and they sneak in without paying, and the boy says, “This is the Estadio Monumental. This is where Maradona and Pele played, some of the greatest players of all time.”
And the alien shakes one of his heads, more frustrated now. “Nonsense! This is not fútbol! Fútbol is a game, not a big building, or a field with goals on it.”
“I get it!” says the boy. “These are merely the instruments of play for fútbol, its toys and stage. If you want the thing itself, then follow me.”
And so the two of them go out behind the boy’s house, and walk down the street to where some of his friends are playing among themselves. “Come on, join us, Felipe!” shouts one, but Felipe shakes his head.
“I am too busy illustrating a parable,” he says meekly, before turning to the alien. “See, here it is: real fútbol.”
The alien, however, shakes all of his heads at once. “No, boy. These are only people playing fútbol. The game itself is nowhere to be found, and I need a sample of it for my library of specimens.”
“Oh,” says the boy, and then laughs. “Silly alien! Fútbol is a set of procedures which can be instantiated at any moment. It is a socially mediated cultural object, and not a physical one!”
The alien frowns. He is very confused. “Why are you calling me an alien?” he asks. “You’re an alien!”
i can't get over this. this is fucking killing me
Erin, despite fitting the stereotype rather well, is not a wizard
Erin is a magical lottery winning nepo-baby and therefore a sorcerer
How dare you hide this in the tags
I mean we know this isn't really true, Erin's access to his magic powers is a result of a difficult and presumably invasive procedure with the soulmonks and reliant on proper use of symbols and rituals what with his tattoos and whatnot, not to mention that "versatile, large toolset" is a large part of the mechanical identity of the DnD wizard, which is Erin's whole deal
The most sorcerer-coded member of the group is Tess and she has an actual subclass
Alinua is disqualified for reasons of obviously being a Warlock, Falst's power are as-of-yet too mysterious to classify, Kendal isn't a spellcaster in any meaningful way and Dainix is also basically just a Ranger/Fighter if we ignore the fact that he can turn into a hypercharged fire elemental which doesn't map neatly onto any class
might be dense, but what did erin mean when he said he realized why dainix fights shirtless?
because the poncho he wears is wyrmsilk, which is apparently sturdy enough armor to deflect an attack that sheared through a tree
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STEN • THE CHARIOT
two forces pulling in opposite direction • I had the pleasure of painting Sten with the tarot card The Chariot as inspiration for 2026's @dragonageannual ARCANA!
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