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Echoes of the Way
« on: December 24, 2016, 10:46:48 PM »
*Bringing to her mind's eye the gates of the Grey City, Jia tried to paint from memory with the ink and brush held by a slightly shaky hand, making a wish that just for a day all the misery and danger would be lifted from the place that had become her new home. The rain drumming on the roof of Lady's Rest heralded the coming of the spring.*




The highest virtue is like water.

Since water helps the myriad creatures,

And settles, without contention,

Where no one wishes to live,

It is near to the Way.

In a house position matters.

In mental quality depth matters.

In friends kindness matters.

In speaking honesty matters.

In government order matters.

In transactions ability matters.

In actions promptness matters.

By not contending it never errs.

(from Tao Te Ching)
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Re: Echoes of the Way
« Reply #1 on: January 12, 2017, 03:14:32 PM »
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Re: Echoes of the Way
« Reply #2 on: January 24, 2017, 12:38:17 PM »
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Re: Echoes of the Way
« Reply #3 on: January 24, 2017, 02:15:03 PM »
*One day an outlander who couldn't speak Common stepped into Lady's rest and was first given some assistance by man named Ionathan Arna and later by Echo, the oriental-looking musician, and eventually knight Audric Lacroix, with whom he seemed to have certain shared heritage. At some point pictures hastily painted in ink were employed as linguistic aid by the musician.*




 /// OOC - As it happened.
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*some days ago in Lady's Rest*

Jia Hwei-ru: *takes back the piece of paper with the 'house' drawing and draws the line in the middle of it, leaving the drawing on one half of it*

Jia Hwei-ru: *puts more ink on the brush  and begins to draw an indication of a daytime around it - sun, trees, birds, people... then glances over to his writing and smiles, looking pleased*

Jia Hwei-ru: Casa....

Nathaniel Kelter:  I cannot wait until you can ask him if he's Read the red reed.

Nathaniel Kelter:  *smiling*

Jia Hwei-ru: *gives Nathaniel a puzzled look and then a slightly hesitant polite smile, perhaps not quite getting it, focused as she is on her own tasks*

Jia Hwei-ru: Ludovico.....?   *indicates him*

Ludovico Brambilla:   *nods*

Ludovico Brambilla:    Si

Jia Hwei-ru:  *points to self*     Echo....

Ludovico Brambilla: *nods again* Echo

Jia Hwei-ru:  *indicates the building*  Inn....

Jia Hwei-ru: *thinks a moment and then takes out some coins and puts them in a separate piece of cloth, leaving out one*    Fang

Ludovico Brambilla:  Inn. *looks around at the walls*

Jia Hwei-ru: *shows him the coin and gives him the rest that she set aside*

Ludovico Brambilla: *watches*

Ludovico Brambilla: *Eyes widen at the pile* 

Jia Hwei-ru: *offers it with a polite bow and a smile*    Take.

Jia Hwei-ru: You will need it.

Ludovico Brambilla: *looks at her uncertainly, points to himself* Per me?

Jia Hwei-ru: *nods* Yes.

Jia Hwei-ru:  *Seems very happy he has accepted it*

Ludovico Brambilla:  *takes the coins almost reverently*

Ludovico Brambilla: Non ho mai visto cosi tanti soldi.

Jia Hwei-ru:  For food and ... house ... sleep *makes a sleeping motion with face and hands and points upstairs after*

Ludovico Brambilla:  *puts them away carefully, looking around*

Ludovico Brambilla:  *looks in the direction she pointed.* Ah, per alloggio. Inn *smiles*

Jia Hwei-ru: food  *points to his plate.. assuming anything is left on it*

Ludovico Brambilla: *nods* Chi-cken. 

Jia Hwei-ru: *nods, pleased as some understanding is being reached*

Jia Hwei-ru:  *frowns at the approaching dark*

Ludovico Brambilla:  *looks at the darkening windows*

Jia Hwei-ru: *looks down at her painting implements, lost in deep thought for a moment, then begins to paints a night scene with the moon and a
dark sky in ink*  - night, dark, noapte

Ludovico Brambilla: *watches* ah. Notte. Luna.

Jia Hwei-ru:  *it is almost strange for her usually calm face to take on strong emotion - but she acts out fear and anxiety*

Jia Hwei-ru:  Night...  Moon *points to moon in the drawing*

Ludovico Brambilla:  *looks around to see what she's reacting to* 

Ludovico Brambilla: *turns back to the drawing* 

Jia Hwei-ru: *she seems to be 'frightened' of the dark in the windows*

Ludovico Brambilla:  Hai paura della luna? La notte? *thinks to himself* 

Jia Hwei-ru: *in the 'night scene' drawing she adds exactly the same looking inn/house as in the day scene*

Ludovico Brambilla:  *watches*

Jia Hwei-ru: *she then draws some woods close to the edge and some scary  werewolves running out of them*

Audric Lacroix: [The tall, decently built man entered bearing the insignia of the all-to-well-known Knight Hospitallers of Europe- including the roman
cross.  ]

Jia Hwei-ru:  *inclines her head to Audric briefly, but returns to her drawing, rather focused*

Ludovico Brambilla:  *looks at her, alarmed, and back at the picture* Cosa sono?

Audric Lacroix:  [Audric dipped his head politely to Jia.]

Jia Hwei-ru: *she then adds some -considerably smaller- people running from werewolves into the house*

Jia Hwei-ru:  *shows hiim the drawing in hope of some understanding, seemingly a little anxious at the importance of the information she is trying
to transmit*
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Re: Echoes of the Way
« Reply #4 on: January 29, 2017, 12:25:15 PM »
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« Reply #5 on: January 29, 2017, 12:26:07 PM »
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« Reply #6 on: January 30, 2017, 06:57:59 PM »
*Handed by Jia to a certain tea-loving person in the Blood of the Vine.*





/// The image may be updated in the future with one closer in quality to what she would have painted.
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« Reply #7 on: January 31, 2017, 04:42:58 PM »
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« Reply #8 on: February 03, 2017, 02:37:50 PM »


/// By T'ao Ch'ien (also known as Tao Yuanming A.D. 365 - 427)
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« Reply #9 on: February 03, 2017, 05:01:14 PM »
*Both the sagely old man and his owl ended up staring at an ink sketch - clearly drawn by someone who had never seen a teddy bear.*


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« Reply #10 on: March 12, 2017, 05:33:47 PM »



Poems from "Cold Mountain," by Han-Shan (c. 800)
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« Reply #11 on: March 15, 2017, 08:44:40 PM »
*Back from the good times at the Kinship lodge.*

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« Reply #12 on: March 17, 2017, 08:35:09 AM »



Always it's cold on this mountain!
Every year, and not just this.
Dense peaks, thick with snow.
Black pine-trees breathing mist.
It's August before the grass grows,
Not yet autumn when the leaves fall.
Full of illusions, I roam here,
Gaze and gaze, but can't see the sky.



Poems from "Cold Mountain," by Han-Shan (c. 800)
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« Reply #13 on: March 20, 2017, 10:04:25 PM »
*A little while back, other patrons of the Broken Bell Inn may have seen a short, strongly built halfling, pose for this picture in front of a quiet and beautiful oriental-looking woman, a quill paper in her hands*


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« Reply #14 on: March 26, 2017, 05:03:58 PM »
“What makes the desert beautiful,' said the little prince, 'is that somewhere it hides a well...”  ― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry