Ides of Fortunate Content

Ides of Fortunate Content

10/22/2011
While reviewing the body of work that has become known as The Vaush Papers several discrepancies have surfaced. In most individuals there is a religious or spiritual preference. While people may shift within a pantheon such as initially following the Church of the Paragon and then changing their belief system to something like The One Church which has a similar belief system, but is less strict in which the cannon contains a smaller list of sins. Vaush however seems to have made a transition that is very rare. He seems to ecumenically exist within both the Church of the Paragon and the Celestial Pantheon. Vaush is willing to take the name of multiple divinities in vein. Aside from this observation there are few primary sources concerning Vaush’s youth. A small portion of a diary that was written by a lady of The House of Eve. By the context of the fragment it is apparent that it was written years later.
Of Vaush I have little to say. He seemed to be a well behaved child; though in his maturity he has been labeled a thief, a scoundrel and a rat. He was also the bravest I have known. It was not immediately apparent. He had courage beyond his years though we were not aware of his involvement in the Night of Flame and Blood. I am not aware of how he came to such exalted…
The fragment ends here and we have no indication of what she may have intended to say.

- G.M. Frasier Professor Emeritus, Queen’s University of Cadris

Vice is the one constant that I have found in the human condition. The only measure of a man’s depravity can be seen in the virtue that is presented. I have crossed paths with many that could be called monster; I have stood in consultation with others. However the real horrors that stalk this world are those that are called Man.
Yes I will continue as you have requested. I will tell you of my youth. First however I must give you details on those few that I have come to call friends, even once the full meanings of that came to be my understanding. It is my amazement, not that I have friends for any who wish to succeed are in need of allies, but rather that the feeling would so thoroughly reciprocated.
Each were met with in a few hours of the others. Quail, as with all of them if I had known then what I know now, I would not have so off handedly dismissed the encounter. Like his father, Quail was a giant of a man. Though he was of an age of mine, I initially took him to be some years older; simply due to his size. As I recall he was dirty; covered in coal dust. Our carriages passed upon High Street. We waved and said hello. It was the simple act of two children greeting each other as fellows. As I remember he had a kind smile.
Don’t be so disappointed. He continues in this sordid tale, but that was our first encounter for all of its simplicity. You wanted truth, there you have it. No dragons, no trolls and certainly no Orks, so come to grips with it and let me continue.
Sarah was next if I remember. She was a beauty even at that tender age. Fair skin and luscious eyes. She was the daughter of one of the local fisherman, though much to my relief she smelled nothing of sea cod or salmon. Instead she had about her the aroma of candles. At the time it was suet or tangled thread, but of roses and lavender. I fancy now, that even then I saw the brilliance that resided within her. No… she did not glow. The girl was a genius on a level that had not been encountered. The learning curve was of such an angle that others feared her and labeled her strange or unnatural.
The third and perhaps my greatest mistake was Simon Locke; of the same House of Locke that then sat in baronial rule over the small but burgeoning city of Hartwich. At the time I knew nothing of the importance of such things and truthfully even now I care little except as to how the often simplicity with which the buffoons that fate has so unnecessarily placed into the seats of power can be manipulated to my own ends. My understanding now is that Lord James Locke, Baron of Hartwich was not the idiot that many of his fellow Lords are. In fact it is my impression that he was a man of some acuity. On this visit however, I was not introduced to the man and was only seen by servants. In fact it was while Robert took congress with the Lord that I was placed into the care of the young na-baron.
At the time I was sure the boy had been short changed a fair portion of his intellect and was of no use other than mild amusement. He was an idiot to my thinking whose first request as Lord to commoner was to try on my soft soled .
So there are my first impressions. Some were spot on and others not as accurate. Locke grew into a fearsome ally. He was not the dolt that I took him for. In fact he was nearly as nefarious as myself.

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