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judgemewhole) wrote in
therookery2018-05-09 08:46 pm
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[Crystal]
FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Knight-Commander James Norrington
RECIPIENT: Everyone
WHAT: Can we get back to the Tourney? Please? Yo.
WHEN: Past the kidnapping, the branding, the lyrium bear, the Announcement, and Beleth Gone Wild.
WHERE: The Templar Liason office.
NOTES: Warnings for severe aggravation with the Universe.
SENDER: Knight-Commander James Norrington
RECIPIENT: Everyone
WHAT: Can we get back to the Tourney? Please? Yo.
WHEN: Past the kidnapping, the branding, the lyrium bear, the Announcement, and Beleth Gone Wild.
WHERE: The Templar Liason office.
NOTES: Warnings for severe aggravation with the Universe.
[When the crystal turns on, there is only a Sigh. A deep sigh, a sigh that many are probably familiar with. That sigh simply says, 'I just can't with you people. I just. Cannot. Deal. With you people and your ...everything.' It is a sigh that has been sighed a great deal in the going on three years that James has been here.
It peters off, and finally James speaks.]
While I realize that to say that many people are not pleased, in any corner, of the announcement of meetings between varying factions ... I would like to simply remind people that sending me pictures of penises and telling me 'U r a dic' is not conductive to solving the many, many problems we have on our plate right now. I do not know if this is from the mages, the Rifters, or even my fellow Templars. I ... sort of doubt the last one, as you cannot leave your training without rigorous lessons in spelling - but how do I know? It could be a ruse.
In any case - I am not one to paint anything with a gilded brush. People do not like the outcome. That is fine. Everyone of us has the right to ... feel our ... feelings on these situations. However, I cannot - cannot stress this enough - we have a bigger threat sitting on the horizon, and we cannot use any of our precious time, or resources, to handle a division cut deep within our ranks. We cannot face the dragon coming at our backs until we have taken care of the dragon right before us.
I am not saying let go of your anger, or fear, or even your pictures of genitalia. I am saying focus them on getting us out of the cross-hairs of an ancient darkspawn magister who is probably sitting somewhere gleefully rubbing his hands together like a villain out of a Fereldan play.
With that in mind, and with the future to focus on ... [Another deep exhalation.] The Grand Tourney is coming in a few weeks - and the Inquisition wishes us to make our presence known. I am going to competing, and in the measure of that, anyone who wishes to train with me or have me assess your own training, I would be pleased to spar and offer my own insights if they be welcome. Also ... on the heels of the announcement, I will also be offering Templar training to anyone who wants to learn.
[Pause.] And yes, I mean anyone. It requires a great many things - resolve, patience, faith in something greater than yourself ... but most importantly it requires the ability to let go of parts of yourself - hopefully the truly ugly ones. That is what being a good Templar is all about.
[Deep breath in - keeping some level calm and not all 'So get it together morons!'] ... you can contact me via crystal. I shall be visiting the sickroom of our dear Scoutmaster to annoy her back to health.
