EVENTS

Be’cauer Handan Storytelling

Be’cauer Handan
Y know a tale that might interest you! It's titled "The Child and the Dragon".

Euphanyx Apotheps
With pleasure, but who are you?

Be’cauer Handan
Be' cauer Handan. I'm a itinerant storyteller.

Euphanyx Apotheps
All right, fine. We're listening to you.

Be’cauer Handan
The Child and the Dragon

The fyros people have always been fascinated by the Great Dragon, a legendary creature of pure destruction. Those who know how to perceive its manifestations and fight them are exceptional beings. The story of one of them was told to me on my first journey to the Burning Desert. I had been kindly welcomed by a small tribe, and in the evening, around a fire, an old toothless Fyros began to tell a tale.
We were brought small bits of meat that had most likely spent too much time under the desert sun; I did not dare touch them and to put a brave face on it, and I listened with all my attention while taking notes.

Lekos Daraan was only a child when he saw the Incendiary for the first time. A wave of drought had fallen on the Burning Desert. One day when his games had lured him out of his parents' surveillance, Lekos sensed the emanation of powerful energy around him. He was at that point east of the Flaming Forest, in a perimeter secured by his tribe. As he sought out what could provoke this sensation, the surrounding bothayas began to glow in a strange way, progressively releasing the Incendiary from its hindrance of bark.

Before the child had had time to understand the threat and take shelter, the first sparks emerged from a bothaya to pursue him. A threatening voracity seemed to animate the nascent brazier which soon grew in intensity while the acrid scent exuding from a fumarole elicited a coughing fit from the young fyros in full rout. In a breath, the Dragon exhaled a dark smoke that obscured the child's vision and finally disoriented him. Around him, the swift burning of the plants seemed to be driven by the will of the Dragon whose footsteps began to boom on the Bark in terrifying crunches. Lekos felt his heart sink when a zerx covered with burn marks knocked him down in its frantic flight. Failing to get up, the child took up a small branch he waved vainly towards the ground, bravely defying the Great Incendiary. The sweat and smoke that stung his eyes blinded him and he thought for a moment that the monster of the myth was there, facing him, preparing to devour him.

Shouts suddenly sounded around him. His tribe was fighting valiantly against the flames. A chain of homins had formed coming from a nearby tank. Buckets of water fell in rhythm all around the fire start, confining the threat in a circle of wet sawdust. Powerful hands seized Lekos and, with a sigh of relief, his father raised him to press him against him. Bringing his son back to their encampment, he then revealed to him: “What you have seen, you must never forget! Remember that your vigilance will always be your best weapon because never will its fire weaken. One day, in your turn, you will be in charge of watching over the sleep of the Dragon but today you have just learned what it is like to be a Watcher.”

Raising my eyes from my parchment, I crossed the mischievous glance of the old Fyros. I was going to question him when we were interrupted by two children who had been sitting ahead of me to enjoy the tale. The first shouted emphatically: “Rooaar! I am the Incendiary! I'll devour you!” provoking the hilarity of his young comrade who replied in the same tone: “Don't scare me! First, I have Watcher's powers!” The two children then simulated an epic combat, mimicking a joust with much detail, while chasing each other around the campfire. As you can imagine, one of them was soon burnt by a small branch that unfortunately jutted out of the hearth. I immediately took out of my bag a first aid kit in order to help him with a bandage. The boy offered me a sly smile while telling me in fyrk: “akep, atalmalos”*. Losing not his mocking air, my friend storyteller stood up taking care to stretch his joints before dispersing his young audience by shouting: "Go, out! Get back to your games now, but don't forget: one does not play with fire!"

* Thanks, nunky

Salazar Caradini’s Lecture

Euphanyx Apotheps
Since everything is back to normal, I now call Salazar Caradini, Royal Historian, to tell us about the place of the Dragon in the teaching of the Karavan.

She applauds Salazar Caradini.

Salazar Caradini
Deles silam esteemed colleagues! First, I would like to thank Euphanyx Apotheps and the Pyr Academy for the invitation to this Congress and the opportunity to contribute to it. It is much appreciated.

As Serae Euphanyx Apotheps said in her introduction to this congress, the existence of the Dragon was announced to homins by the Karavan. He is also called the Prince of Darkness because he had deprived hominkind of light until the Goddess returned it to them by locking the Dragon in the bowels of Atys.

According to the prophecy delivered by the Karavan, a day will come when the Dragon will wake up from his sleep to consume Atys and the Goddess will rescue Her followers by guiding them to a safe place.

The reason why the Karavan is suspicious of the Dragon quest is due to the Great Beast's ability to corrupt those who seek him.
This corruption is not only expressed in the blind fanaticism of the Great Dragon Cult, nec! The danger is that it may be wearing far more subtle finery.

Thus, a member of the Karavan had been sneakily corrupted by the Dragon. In 2481, Elias Tryton was one of Karavan's agents fighting against the Great Swarming, which was part of the Dragon's machinations. In order to save hominity from eradication, Elias supposedly agreed to a pact with the Dragon.

The power the Dragon granted him had the desired effect, but in turn it started corrupting Elias who began to wilfully weaken the Powers. He rose up as a false prophet - a real prophet in the eyes of some homins, whom he took to himself but he took them away from the light of the Goddess.

While his homin followers are probably not aware they serve the Great Incendiary's purposes, they do no other thing by undermining the established order and weakening Jena's forces before the day of judgment.

The Church of Light and the Karavan have always fought to protect hominity from the Dragon's threat and believe that the Guild of Elias, while probably having good intentions, is since then an integral part of this threat.

Indeed, in the unlikely event that Elias and his followers succeed in preventing the end of the prophecy from fulfilment, the Dragon's breath would obliterate us all and that would be the end of the hominity.

Intervention d'un homin casqué

Homin casqué
La quête du Dragon est l'expression du Pilier de la Vérité. Si ce pilier peut exiger de nous que nous dérogions aux dogmes des Puissances, au risque de nous attirer leur courroux, il n'en est pas moins essentiel à notre culture. Soyons fiers d'être fyros ! Ne nous satisfaisons pas des fausses explications que nous servent la Karavan ou les Kamis et poursuivons la quête, quels qu'en soient les sacrifices !
Le mystère de la chute de Leron doit être élucidé. Il est temps que les secrets du passé de l'Empire soient levés !

Sommé de dévoiler son identité, l’homin montre son visage et il s’agit d’Epus.
Epus est arrêté par un garde. En quittant la salle, il lance une dernière phrase :

Epus
Si c’est le prix à payer pour que l’Empire renoue avec la Vérité, je suis prêt à l’ultime sacrifice ! Et toi Euphanyx, serais-tu prête à faire de même ?

Announcement

(*) [OOC] Time: Monday, 26 February 2018 20:00:00 UTC (7 years ago)[/OOC]

Introduction de Lykos

oren pyr à tous,

Je me réjouis du succès du Sommet organisé par notre Académie Impériale et de la participation d'éminents spécialistes venus d'horizons divers. Nos quatre nations partagent la même soif de connaissance et il est bon de constater la saine émulation qui naît de telles rencontres.

L'Académie Impériale s'est vue réformer par mes soins et il revient désormais aux Patriotes de désigner celui ou celle qui prendra la tête de cette institution. Pour ce faire, se présentent à vos suffrages, les maîtres des chambres de la Discipline et de la Vérité.

Je vous demande donc d'accueillir Messedos Syagrus et Euphanyx Apotheps.

Messedos Syagrus

oren pyr,

En m'appuyant sur mes années de pratique en tant que Maître de la Chambre de la Discipline, je compte mener l'Académie vers une ère d'innovation.

Notre institution doit fournir à notre peuple les moyens techniques de continuer à bâtir le sharùk de demain pour les générations à venir.

Euphanyx Apotheps

oren pyr,

Mon expérience en tant qu'Archiviste Impériale me qualifie pour mener l'Académie à la recherche des mystères que recèle le passé de notre peuple et plus généralement pour continuer d'accroître notre compréhension d'Atys et de ses lois naturelles.

Lykos

akep aux candidats pour leur présentation. À présent, que les Patriotes souhaitant participer à l'élection préparent leur bulletin de vote et se placent en ligne devant moi et qu'ils me présentent un document attestant de leur citoyenneté.

Lorsque vient votre tour, veuillez me remettre votre bulletin. Seuls les bulletins mentionnant l'un des deux candidats seront pris en compte.

Lykos dépouille les bulletins de vote.

J’ai l’honneur de vous annoncer que la nouvelle chancelière de l'Académie Impériale est : Euphanyx Apotheps !

Conclusion de Lykos

Venons-en maintenant à la première mission qui incombera au Chancelier / à la Chancelière, car elle est d'importance. Elle fait suite au fâcheux incident survenu lors du Congrès d’Histoire.

La participation d'Epus à un vaste complot à mon encontre ainsi que le fait qu'il ait enfreint les termes du jugement rendu par le sharùk ne doivent pas obscurcir notre jugement concernant le propos de sa récente allocution.

J'ai donc décidé de charger l'Académie de Pyr et son nouveau chancelier / sa nouvelle chancelière de faire la lumière sur les causes de la disparition de la ville de Leron et de découvrir les secrets que recèlent les ruines de cette cité.

La flamme de la Vérité éclairera ce pan encore méconnu de notre histoire collective, telle est ma volonté et celle de l’Empire !

sharùk pyrèkud !

Mais pour l'heure, le temps est venu de clore ce Sommet Académique comme il se doit ! J'appelle donc notre Maître Pyrotechnicien, Plerilus Mecus, afin qu'il exerce pour nous son art.