Let's talk about Goo (OOC/HRP) - English

Zhoi (atys)

I think we can "merge" some of the server-histories. We can accept that some homins have two or even more names, and we can also think that Nung maybe just claimed to have been Muang's teacher because he wanted to sound like he was somehow more important than his brother ;)

In fact on Leanon we had been told that Muang "became" Hoi-Gi, hinting that he had another name before. And Muang himself said on Leanon once (when he appeared in the cities of Intuition) that the "Horongi-dynasty" should be the rightful rulers of the Zorai, not the Cho-dynasty. In his speech he was clearly referring to himself as wanting to be the Grand Sage, not Nung, who we knew as being a Horongi for sure ;)

Well, in my discussion with Nung, arranged by the Aeden gouvernment - and that was a meeting I really treasure, not just because I'm on the heels of Muang since his first appearance (apart from the day Wyler was shot) - he clearly stated that Muang is much more talented than him and knows much more about Goo than he, that Muang has a special affinity to it. He said, though, that he "discovered" Muang as a kid at the Zoran Academy and told him everything he knew about Goo, until Muang was taken away from him and brought to a place where the Zorai scholars close to Mabreka (while Nung as a Horongi was hardly accepted) educated the highly talented Zorai children. Nuang, so to say, had him "infected" with his philosophy by then, so it seems, so Muang did not become a proud follower of Ma-Duk, but like an ill tree sprouted eccentrically. If they are family, almost everything the dying Zorai told me was a lie - especially the important bits, which in fact tell us something about education in Zoran. It also fascinates me because it suggests that these madmen - the boy taken away from his family for education and the old, bitter loner - developed some kind of affection for each other, probably the closest kind of affection both ever felt, which gives the whole thing a human, a somewhat touching dimension. One almost like the father, the other almost like the son. That this all is/was for nothing, for Hekuba - that thought, indeed, is endless frustration to me.