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Noshir during the first 2/3 of Downfall: Playing low INT character for laughs, but also uses his habit of repeating others' words in meaningful ways, both bringing lightheartedness to the group and accidentally (?) highlighting and reminding us of recurrent themes in the work as a whole
Me:
Noshir during the last 1/3 of Downfall: "I'm scared", referring to The Emissary as the Lawbearer's son, USING A CHILD'S VOICE AS THE EMISSARY ENTERS DEATH'S DOMAIN
Me:
I'm thinking, for no real reason except that I was reminded of it, about Thuron, the Kryn agent the Nein interrogated in the sewers who they initially let take the beacon.
The Crownsguard immediately killed him when the Nein let him go, and they of course promptly stole the beacon back. It's easy to imagine that his soul was captured by that beacon in particular, purely based on proximity. It's not clear whether the case the Nein put the beacon in to avoid its detection prevented souls from leaving the beacon, but let's say for speculatory purposes that it did.
The Nein didn't get that container until the following day, so it is possible that in the time between their taking it and its containment, his soul was bestowed on some infant in Zadash. However, the next place the Nein used the beacon extensively in an urban setting was in Hupperdook, and I think that that's where Thuron should've been reborn, because it is SO funny to imagine that from his perspective when he goes through anamnesis in, idk, forty years.
Like, you're a reasonably high-level drow Kryn agent, probably in the Lens hierarchy, because you were sent with one other agent on this extremely important, very secretive mission on behalf of the Dynasty. You were killed in the streets of Zadash certain you'd failed in your quest of bringing this sacred artifact back to your people. You come to several decades after this and have to process the following:
your death effectively started a war,
the random jackasses who interrogated you and then let you go in the sewers went and stole this artifact back the moment you were downed, for seemingly no reason except impulse, given their otherwise disinterest in messing with the Crownsguard and the artifact itself,
months later they hand-delivered it to the Bright Queen herself, having supposedly walked across the continent,
these jackasses evidently carried it around for a hot minute through a Dwendalian party town known for weapons manufacturing at SOME POINT between these two events, WHILE the war was going on,
and also, you're a fucking gnome.
This has NO business being this funny but god, it is so funny.
New York City ballet production of Midsummer Nights Dream
The fact this isn't a painting is a testament to one of the greatest feats of set design and production I've ever seen.
My god just look at this! The lighting, set design, photography... I've just never seen anything like it.
I think this is the first time I've ever been wowed by "this ISN'T a painting"!
“So I will!..I do…I kiss her.”
Happy anniversary imodna!!!!! I figured I had to do a little something for them <3
Hear me out -
Four dieties were killed in the opening Downfall sequence (Edun, Aily, Nahala, and Qsar). Now, there are four aspects of dunamis we see exhibited in Ashton's rage (Gravity, Space, Time, and Luck). Of the four, we receive two descriptions. Edun is "sparkling kaleidoscopic multicolored lights" and Aily who "moves as shifting color leaving imprints behind."
Reminiscint of Ashton's Time rage after images, no? And Luck rages are when his head flashes with rainbow sparks. Now I think a black and white orb of light among these balls of color would have rated a mention, suggesting our friend left behind was Gravity (which. well. makes sense.) and the one who turned back Space.
I posit that Edun was the ancient god focused on the concept of Luck (both good and bad), Aily on the concept of Time, Nahala on Space, and Qsar (reminding me of quasars which contain massive black holes) on Gravity.
We have yet to see the two dieties consumed by Predathos after their arrival in Exandria and the creation of Ruidus.
What this means for the Luxon or dunamis I have no idea! But uhh...
Being a young adult is so strange. You enter a coffee shop. The 20 year old girl waiting behind you cried all night because she just came to a new city for university and she feels so alone. That 27 year old guy over there works a job he is overqualified for, he lives with his parents and wants to move out but doesn't know what to do about it. That one 24 year old dude already has a car, a house, and a job waiting for him once he graduates thanks to his dad's connections. The 26 year old barista couldn't complete his higher education because he has to work and take care of his family. The 28 year old girl sitting next to you has no friends to go out with so she is texting her mother. That couple (both 25 years old) are married and the girl is pregnant. The 29 year old writing something on her laptop has realized that she chose the wrong major so she is trying to start all over. We are not alone in this, but we are actually so alone. Do you feel me
Guess what day it is…
Hey all you #PostcardsfromPaté people, so the posting schedule is probably going to be a bit whack for a bit because: a) I caught the cold going around the ship (ripppp), and b) I'm posting on a delay (just like CR) so I'm actually leaving tomorrow on the long flight home, so time zone shenanigans and limited WiFi will also be happening. Thanks so much to everyone who has been enjoying the Paté posting, and I will continue with more soon!
'Ello 'ello all you wonderful people! Welcome back to yet another entry in Paté's European Escapade! Today will be a double post day, as Lark wasn't feeling very well last night, so didn't get around to helping me post then. But that's okay, you'll just hear from us twice today!
So, from where I left you we were cruising down the Danube to a town called Regensburg. Although there was something pretty interesting along the way: Walhalla.
No, I didn't suddenly teleport to Athens, but yes, that does look like the Parthenon (and it's proper big too, the people on it looked like ants). One of the Ludwig guys who was king around here ages ago liked Ancient Greece so much he decided he needed a Parthenon closer to home. Pretty extravagant souvenir if you ask me heh heh.
Once we arrived in Regensburg, we went on a city tour and took in some sights, like the cathedral and this house with a fun painting on it. There was also the oldest sausage house in Europe (surprisingly, not a euphemism this time), but I didn't take a photo since I was a bit worried they'd put me in the mincer.
I also made some friends here down on the dock, although I wasn't entirely confident Mr Duck wasn't just gonna eat me when I looked the other way. Then again I probably am pretty delicious, so it's understandable heh heh heh.
Well, hopefully you hear from me again later on today. Tata til then!
'Ello 'ello one and all! Today's update is just a quick one, as Lark did more shopping than photo snapping heh heh oops.
Today we took a big ol' 90 minute bus trip from our ship in Austria to the Czech Republic to visit the charming lil' town of Český Krumlov.
As you can see from the pictures, there's a huge castle complex on the hill overlooking the town. The buildings of the castle are from all different eras, which makes it pretty interesting to look at compared to those big palaces that get a bit samey after a while.
And possibly the most interesting feature of all is that I managed to find someone similar looking to an important member of Whitestone: Lord Trinket.
That's right, the "Bear moat" here has a couple of real bears! Very literal naming conventions in this town, I guess.
We spent a fair few hours meandering the streets of the town, doin' some shopping and having a traditional czech lunch, but before we knew it, we were back on the bus to meet the ship in Passau in Germany.
That's all for today, but I'll see you tomorrow with more hijinx I'm sure heh heh. Tata til then!
'Ello 'ello, well if it isn't time again for another #postcardsfromPaté!
Today our ship took us to not one but two charming riverside towns: Dürnstein and Melk.
We started off in Dürnstein, where believe it or not we somehow ended up being there on the same day as a marathon, so for a very small town the place was pretty pumping. Lots of cars and bikes I had to dodge out of the way of, good thing I'm pretty slick heh.
It was a beau'iful lil' village, and they even had a whole house just dedicated to rats {Lark's note: Paté refuses to believe that Rathaus translates to anything besides basically a temple to him}.
I could've explored the cobbled lanes all day looking for pretty dames, but Melk was calling and I just had to reply.
In Melk we spent most of our time up at the Abbey on top of the hill overlooking the town and the river (the perfect position to cause chaos from heh heh heh).
Once again, no photos allowed inside (boo), but I did manage to snap a photo with local celebrity Maria Theresa, although she wasn't very chatty. Maybe she was just intimidated by my oozing charisma (or maybe it was just my ooze, never can tell with the ladies these days).
Anyways, we then had a quick walk around the Abbey Gardens to catch a look at the view, which was honestly better than the stuffy old Abbey itself. 123/10, would recommend, I don't know how numbers work heh.
Well that's about all my adventures from today, talk to you all tomorrow! Tata for now!
'Ello 'ello everyone! Well yesterday was all travel, no pictures, so not much to post. But today we had many adventures around Vienna, so plenty to tell you about!
We started off in the morning with a city tour. We saw the outsides of museums, statues of past rulers and important peoples, and old palaces galore. It's a pretty spiffy lookin' place.
We ended up at St Stephen's Cathedral (yep, again. Apparently these Europeans really like the name Stephen). It was pretty impressive- or the bit you could see for free was at least, but they had this big old gate up. I could've squeeeeezed through, but Lark didn't want me getting lost from the tour group. Talk about a buzz kill, hey?
Then we went shopping down the main street and saw this really sparkly looking store, I think it was called Swarkofski (Lark here: it's Swarovski, Paté). Anyways, check out this:
I reckon it's a better floating city than Exadria ever had. Not that I know what they looked like, but this one was reeeeally shiny, so probably better.
Then in the afternoon we took a trip to Schönbrunn Palace, the big residence of those fancy Hapsburgs people.
You couldn't take photos inside, but I did manage to hitch a "ride" on one of the horses out the front heh heh.
The gardens were HUGE, they had a maze and a zoo and a big hill and everything. Can't imagine how long it must take to keep everything all tidy and alive.
That was the end of my day, but Lark went out to a fancy private concert for the people on her ship. From the little videos she showed me it looked proper good.
Anyways, it's been a very long day, so tata til tomorrow!
'Ello ello, and welcome aboard in Budapest! This is the fifth entry in my travel journal (#PostcardsfromPaté) and the first entry from a full day on the river cruise leg of my European Escapade.
Today started off with a city tour, taking in sights like the Parliment building (from a distance) and the very ornate St Stephen's Basilica.
It was a rather whirlwind tour, but I did manage to make time for a little snack on some local strudel (gotta be able to compare with the german strudel down the line, y'know?)
Then it was off on a train trip to Gödöllő onboard a steam train that included a special lunch and a carriage from the actual Orient Express (no murders on the train today though, bit of a shame heh heh).
We went there to see a royal palace that some famous Empress named Sisi loved. It was very fancy, but also more than a bit stuffy in the warm weather.
I did however, find a very attractive little mouse lady, although unfortunately she said she couldn't talk while she was on the clock. Suppose I'll have to find my hot European girlfriend somewhere else then...
Well, with that disappointment we headed back to the ship and set sail down the Danube towards our next destination: Vienna. Tata til then!
'Ello 'ello, and welcome back to Postcards from Paté! This is day 3 of my big European adventure, although unfortunately it's not the most interesting day ever. "Why's that?" I hear youse asking, well it's because we're on the road almost all day!
Early in the morning we left beau'iful Prague in the rear-view mirror and set off for Budapest. Unfortunately, only a couple of hours into our trip we got stopped by a crash a ways up ahead of us, and then we got detoured by some roadworks. Poo poo.
Luckily, the winery we had lunch at kept our food warm and ready for us, didn't feed it to no one else in the meantime.
Plus they sat us at this lovely long table in the cellar, a spooky yet cozy energy that felt rather familiar to lil' old me.
Then we were back on the road for a few more hours, had a bit of a rat-nap, and before we knew it we had finally made it to Budapest and our new floating home!
I obviously had to check out the cabin we're in, and I think it'll be most suitable.
I'm looking forward to exploring Budapest tomorrow! Tata til then
'Ello 'ello all youse Critters! Thanks for showing up for the third entry in my overseas adventure journal. This is about the second day of my adventures around Prague.
Now, for some unknown reason, Lark decided it would be fun to get up before it was light out and head off to catch dawn on the Charles Bridge (not Charlie's bridge, or so Lark tells me).
Luckily she was right and it was a pretty magical sight to see, otherwise I would've been plotting my midnight revenge.
We even found the Old Town Square to be practically empty, so my little voice probably carried all the way across the square. I do hope I did wake someone up heh heh heh.
Then we took a trip to the countryside to a Chateau owned by one of the oldest noble Czech families.
Problem is, they had bloody birds there that would've likely taken me for a snack and torn me apart (not that I'd be very tasty). Now we can't have that, so I hid away for most of the rest of the day trying to recover from the heart attack of one of them big ones nearly seeing me.
Lark had some more adventures in the afternoon/evening without me, and then we're swiftly reaching the end of our time in Prague.
I hope youse all have a wonderful day wherever youse are, tata for now!
'Ello 'Ello, and welcome to Day one in the beau'iful city of Prague, on this - Paté's European Escapade!
We started the day with a trip up to the castle on the tippy top of the hill overlooking the city.
We saw guards parading from the main gate for their first shift of the day (Lark said no, I couldn't try to tie their shoelaces together, even though I think it would be funny heh heh).
Then we toured the big cathedral, where I tried to start singin' a tune but got a few dirty looks, so I stopped. Not sure why they don't appreciate my dulcet tones...
We also saw the place were a bunch of guys were defenestrated - meaning they were chucked out a window. Should've tried growing wings heh. Although I hear some of the folks did survive - by falling into a pile of manure, a stinky salvation.
Finally we walked all the way down the big hill, across ol' mate Charlie's bridge, and to the old town square to see the astronomical clock's big midday show. I think Laudna would like the lil' skeleton that rings the bell.
We went to a cafe and an art gallery in the afternoon, so not many pictures from that, sorry.
Then it was home again, home again to the hotel for little ol' Paté. Tata til' tomorrow!
