Written By Valenzo
March 7, 2019, 3:02 p.m.(9/12/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Zeriax
Every time I feel the urge to burden a poor Scholar with what appears to be half a novel, directed at one person in a very public manner after the death of their loved one, in which my opening gambit is to shamelessly admit I'm lacking in social skills and ramble on for a weighty paragraph about how I could never relate to the death of a loved one because I've never had one...
...Actually I can't say I've ever felt that urge, because it's insane.
Master Zeriax, if your intention was truly to help, some things are better said in private. Some of your reasoning following that bizarre introduction was sound, and I'd wager would be well received had it come in the form of a visit to check in on a grieving friend. Not a public confrontation.
However, if your real intention was, as seems more likely, to take advantage of a family's sorrow and make a spectacle to draw attention to yourself, well...congratulations?
...Actually I can't say I've ever felt that urge, because it's insane.
Master Zeriax, if your intention was truly to help, some things are better said in private. Some of your reasoning following that bizarre introduction was sound, and I'd wager would be well received had it come in the form of a visit to check in on a grieving friend. Not a public confrontation.
However, if your real intention was, as seems more likely, to take advantage of a family's sorrow and make a spectacle to draw attention to yourself, well...congratulations?
Written By Jeffeth
March 7, 2019, 12:24 p.m.(9/12/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Zeriax
You say that you've never lost someone, then you explain that even though you haven't you can understand it because of what you've seen it do to others. You don't, though. You don't understand until it happens to you. And when it happens you do things people would call foolish. You yell at people you care about. You punch people you shouldn't. You bristle and you cry. When you lose someone very close to you one day, I hope and pray that the people around you will allow you to grieve however you do. That they won't write long letters to you explaining how you're grieving badly. Or they won't explain to you how it was his choice, and you should accept it. I pray they let you grieve in whatever mad way you do.
I have traveled much of the compact. Wolves are everywhere. Bounties for wolves are also in places where they get too populous and make the roads unsafe. As protectors of travelers the Knights of Solace are no stranger to fending off wolves, and these bounties are commonplace. A single noble woman beset by loss is not going to wipe out a species. Not even close. There was a danger with rabbits sometime ago, but that was something sponsored by the entire Compact. One noble lady isn't going to take out wolves, and if they are attacking this close to the city perhaps it's time to push them back a bit. The bounty will eventually run out of steam, especially as healing takes place over time.
My only concern would be is I haven't heard of any other attacks or wolves encroaching this close to the city. Seems strange. I would want to verify that they indeed are becoming an increased danger before I started beating them back. But I didn't lose a family member.
If you want to help. Actually help. Maybe you could do that, look into wolf activity surrounding the city. Take your findings to the grieving lady. In that way maybe you could actually help her rather than saying you're helping. Telling someone sick with grief that they're doing something wrong is only going to get you punched in the mouth. And you would very much deserve it. We're not drunk with grief it is on us to be the more sensible ones, to take care of those who hurt. Explaining to someone how they are not being sensible is not caring for someone and it isn't going to work.
I have traveled much of the compact. Wolves are everywhere. Bounties for wolves are also in places where they get too populous and make the roads unsafe. As protectors of travelers the Knights of Solace are no stranger to fending off wolves, and these bounties are commonplace. A single noble woman beset by loss is not going to wipe out a species. Not even close. There was a danger with rabbits sometime ago, but that was something sponsored by the entire Compact. One noble lady isn't going to take out wolves, and if they are attacking this close to the city perhaps it's time to push them back a bit. The bounty will eventually run out of steam, especially as healing takes place over time.
My only concern would be is I haven't heard of any other attacks or wolves encroaching this close to the city. Seems strange. I would want to verify that they indeed are becoming an increased danger before I started beating them back. But I didn't lose a family member.
If you want to help. Actually help. Maybe you could do that, look into wolf activity surrounding the city. Take your findings to the grieving lady. In that way maybe you could actually help her rather than saying you're helping. Telling someone sick with grief that they're doing something wrong is only going to get you punched in the mouth. And you would very much deserve it. We're not drunk with grief it is on us to be the more sensible ones, to take care of those who hurt. Explaining to someone how they are not being sensible is not caring for someone and it isn't going to work.
Written By Ajax
March 7, 2019, 9:48 a.m.(9/11/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Zeriax
Lady Moore is dead, true. But wolves are predators, and I am more then happy to line my pockets. If they had time to kill one from our city then I am more then happy to make time removing them. Regardless of the motivation Lady Gretchen's bounty on wolves will help make the area safer long term.
Written By Shard
Feb. 27, 2019, 2:33 a.m.(8/23/1010 AR)
Relationship Note on Zeriax
If you were the very last one, with no one to come after you and no one to remember you, you could always try revenge against whoever or whatever took all the rest away.
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