Harmonia, Kartakass. Year 734."And this is the story of Meekulbrau, and what you're drinking"
"I understand"
*enclosed in the vast geode and lulled by the crystal sound resonance, one of the two men simply opens a book, reads some notes, and keeps speaking to the other*
"What are you planning to do with this 'Guide to Non-Poisonous Drinks of the Southern-East Core', now, Ernst?"
"Planning other parts and heading north, I came from Skald here to find some motivation, but as you see. We have had four Meistersingers in a few year"
"And?"
"Too many Meistersingers and less women for me!"
"And?"
"I need to enrich my mind, to learn, to study!"
"And? Do you need a more comfy chair?"
*pause, music still resonating around them, some story dealing with a Wolf trying to enter the house of a Boar*
"What is that story about? I fail still to understand this language"
"It is about the good choice of having a steady home"
"I have Ezra"
"So you have"
"We have titles named after buildings of a Keep"
"You are more the type of the Engineer, Rui"
"Yet I am a Mist researcher"
"I like Ezra. She has black hair and bright eyes, almost Kartak..."
*an elfwoman approaches, she greets them both, then she focuses on one of them, putting a long-nailed-finger-hand on the table. She seems frenzied and distracted, she keeps fidgeting on the table*
"Bonsoir, mademoiselle"
"Haha, pozdrav Vivienne how long........"
"You are neglecting your children, Ernst"
*she starts watching Ernst deeply in his eyes, Manuel Rui watches them both*
"O O O, I will send money, I'm rich, don't wo...."
"SHUT UP! You are coming with me now"
*more people approach, confusion, turmoil, mess, howls, barks, moans, whines, cheeses, poom, bang, crash*
Somewhere else, a few days later.
"Handy Mist"
"It should prove you if you have Faith and study along with me you can communicate really with Ezra"
"O"
"You may give a direction to your life too"
"O"
"You may serve the Third Revelation"
"O"
*pause, silence*
"Where are we?"
"Somewhere else"
"Ah, any pubs around?"
"Maybe"
*pause, howls*
"Rui?"
"Oui?"
"Mordent? Your place?"
"Oui, maybe"
*pause, thunder*
"Rui?"
"Oui?"
"You sure?"
"Non"
*pause, a song is heard at a distance*
"Talpra gundar, hí a haza!
Itt az idő, most vagy soha!
Rabok legyünk vagy szabadok?
Ez a kérdés, válasszatok! –
A Hajnalra
Esküszünk,
Esküszünk, hogy rabok tovább
Nem leszünk!"
"Gundarakite music"
"You sure, Ernst?"
"O"
"What is it about?"
"Rebellion,
On your feet, Gundars, dawn calls!
The time is here, now or never!
Shall we stay slaves or be free?
This is the question, answer me!
By the Dawn
We vow,
We vow, that we won't be slaves
Any longer!"
*pause, again, Manuel Rui focuses on his inward again, Mists arise, they are both wrapped in it. Two years later Duke Gundar will be killed*
Krezk, Barovia. Year 734, weeks later."Brandy"
"Tsuika"
"Plum brandy"
"Oui, still named tsuika non?"
"Still brandy, what is in a name?"
"This is named tsuika, you told me!"
"O but this is import brandy"
"How can you be sure?"
"It is Borcan"
*they both watch the bottle*
Vivienne Strongberg Cornell