| Ordos | Created on Monday, 14 January 2008 07:50 |
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Second son of the old and near-broken line of Endsong, I am what most would call the mediator of the family. Even when I was very young, if my older siblings, Harkonnen and Ralli, would get into arguments, I was always somewhere close by trying to help them find a resolution. When the younger ones were born, I played the same role for them as well, always the peacekeeper. I, too, have a very strong memory of the day our uncle betrayed our father and mother and attempted to burn us all alive. From time to time, I still have flashbacks or dreams of that horrible night. While I don't believe in the concept of revenge, I am a firm believer in the concept of karma and I know he got what he deserved. Harkonnen told me recently that our uncle had died, sick and alone, in a cave out in the wilderness south of Buya in hiding. Seems about right to me. Being the second son in a house of nobility is sort of an odd thing though. You're always compared to your elder brother, always juxtaposed against his image, accomplishments, what have you and I could see, in a way, having that done to you your entire life might drive a man to a breaking point as it did with my uncle. Not attempting to justify his actions here, but to understand the sanity behind the insanity. I was the first to leave Nagnang. I decided that in our home country, I wouldn't be allowed to aspire to everything I could be if I stayed and continuously was reminded that I was second born (third actually, counting my sister, but the lesser noble lines only recognize sons as heirs). I spent a few months in the city of Buya and found it too disjointed, too busy. Many of the people there were often rude and short with me for seemingly no reason. Often in a hurry, it seemed, they would brush by me without even a weak, forced smile or a quick hello. I decided I couldn't stay there. I then moved to the capital city of Koguryo, the warm and cozy Kugnae. This city's atmosphere was everything I was looking for. The people here were far friendlier, much more personable and responsive. Some of them down right nice! What a change from what I had been dealing with the past several months. Not having much money on hand though, I knew I'd have to seek out a clan that could offer me a home. After talking with several individuals, a long time friend of the Endsong family approached me and offered me a place in Tiger Clan. The Tigers. I liked the sond of that. They sounded strong, respectable. I readily joined and have been working my way through the ranks there, now a Council member and in charge of half the clan's kin. More recently, I was awarded a position on the Royal Ministry under Gilley. A greater honor, I will probably not achieve in this lifetime. Gilley is an absolutely fantastic Minister, she's such a warm personality, full of energy and excitement about everything she does, a fantastic leader... I'm truly blessed to have had an opportunity to work with her and her Ministry. In conclusion, I want to say with my last few words that violence is never the only answer. Even I, a Monk and a peacekeeper, understand that conflicts can and will escalate to a point where there (eventually) will be no other option than to fight. But before things are escalated to that point, realize there are numerous other routes you can choose to go with any given situation. If you choose fight as your first choice, you will always lose in the end. I give you an example... My uncle chose rage and anger. He died alone and cold and miserable. - Ordos Endsong Second son of Endsong |
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