En Route to Wisdom (Private, Social)
Jan 5, 2024 16:12:59 GMT -5
Post by Tatalia on Jan 5, 2024 16:12:59 GMT -5
"You know my goal, Miss Tatalia, and I know you mean to be an adventurer... But to what ends? To whose benefit? What sort of world do you want to be part in building?"
It was a good question, and Tatalia didn't even need a second to think about it. She'd thought about the answer a long, long time ago.
"I want a more educated world!" she answered, making sharp, wavy gesticulations with her right hand as she spoke. "There's an entire world of knowledge out there, but so many people in it are denied access to knowledge that's considered basic in the Capitol isles! That knowledge should be shared with everyone, should be used to uplift everyone, without trying to dictate how others live. It should be a gift, not a demand; it should be a great staircase, not a ladder only one can climb!
"But more than that..." Tatalia lowered her hand, huffing quietly. She glanced around, made sure nobody was listening too closely, and then offered a little expansion on what she had just said: "I want a more equal world. Divine right of rule and noble privilege are the bane of good policy, or at least that's what my research has shown. How, where, and to whom someone is born should not determine their lot in life!" the goblin insisted, a little fervor seeping into her tone. Passion. "I should not have to thank my lucky stars that I'm an adventurer and not a casualty! And I very nearly was a casualty!"
The small adventurer went quiet as she noticed a pinch on her palm. She looked down. Her hands had been balled into fists and she hadn't even noticed. The goblin sighed, relaxed her grip, and peered off toward the distant library that was the pair's destination. Her expression, veiled though it was by her scarf, was... grim.
"I could've been a casualty," Tatalia continued morosely, her stare locked on the library ahead. "I very nearly was. There are plenty of adventurers that don't think twice before deploying the killing end of their blades. To have ended up in the situation I am required more luck than it should. Clearly, whatever you want to call the systems in place now, they're not working.
"There needs to be more trust put into non-monarchal institutions. And adventurers..." Tatalia grimaced, then looked over toward Turjin. "We're a troublesome lot, I won't lie. There needs to be some better regulation of adventurers. Adventurers need to be guided so as to prevent tragedies from occurring. We need to hold adventurers to higher standards. Adventurers can absolutely do wonderful and heroic things, but they can also do such... such horrible things. And if I can achieve my goals, I- I'd like to change that. I would.
"It must all sound very disjointed, mustn't it?" Tatalia thought aloud, laughing lightly and turning back toward the library. They were almost there. "I mean, goodness! 'Defy the tyranny of monarchy! But also spread knowledge! And also regulate adventurers!'"
The goblin's laugh grew a little stronger, and she sighed in exasperation with herself. It really did sound absurd to say it all out loud. How could she achieve all those things? And yet...
"It's the world I want to make nevertheless," Tatalia finished, looking toward Turjin with a weary smile hidden behind her scarf.
It was a good question, and Tatalia didn't even need a second to think about it. She'd thought about the answer a long, long time ago.
"I want a more educated world!" she answered, making sharp, wavy gesticulations with her right hand as she spoke. "There's an entire world of knowledge out there, but so many people in it are denied access to knowledge that's considered basic in the Capitol isles! That knowledge should be shared with everyone, should be used to uplift everyone, without trying to dictate how others live. It should be a gift, not a demand; it should be a great staircase, not a ladder only one can climb!
"But more than that..." Tatalia lowered her hand, huffing quietly. She glanced around, made sure nobody was listening too closely, and then offered a little expansion on what she had just said: "I want a more equal world. Divine right of rule and noble privilege are the bane of good policy, or at least that's what my research has shown. How, where, and to whom someone is born should not determine their lot in life!" the goblin insisted, a little fervor seeping into her tone. Passion. "I should not have to thank my lucky stars that I'm an adventurer and not a casualty! And I very nearly was a casualty!"
The small adventurer went quiet as she noticed a pinch on her palm. She looked down. Her hands had been balled into fists and she hadn't even noticed. The goblin sighed, relaxed her grip, and peered off toward the distant library that was the pair's destination. Her expression, veiled though it was by her scarf, was... grim.
"I could've been a casualty," Tatalia continued morosely, her stare locked on the library ahead. "I very nearly was. There are plenty of adventurers that don't think twice before deploying the killing end of their blades. To have ended up in the situation I am required more luck than it should. Clearly, whatever you want to call the systems in place now, they're not working.
"There needs to be more trust put into non-monarchal institutions. And adventurers..." Tatalia grimaced, then looked over toward Turjin. "We're a troublesome lot, I won't lie. There needs to be some better regulation of adventurers. Adventurers need to be guided so as to prevent tragedies from occurring. We need to hold adventurers to higher standards. Adventurers can absolutely do wonderful and heroic things, but they can also do such... such horrible things. And if I can achieve my goals, I- I'd like to change that. I would.
"It must all sound very disjointed, mustn't it?" Tatalia thought aloud, laughing lightly and turning back toward the library. They were almost there. "I mean, goodness! 'Defy the tyranny of monarchy! But also spread knowledge! And also regulate adventurers!'"
The goblin's laugh grew a little stronger, and she sighed in exasperation with herself. It really did sound absurd to say it all out loud. How could she achieve all those things? And yet...
"It's the world I want to make nevertheless," Tatalia finished, looking toward Turjin with a weary smile hidden behind her scarf.