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Jaskier ♫ The Sandpiper ([personal profile] rollstoseduce) wrote in [community profile] victory_road2021-08-03 04:38 pm

Text | Evening of August 2nd

[It's finally time for the fantasy trio to leave for Kanto and start a new badge journey, and like last time, they're taking a night train to sleep through it. Or that's the idea anyway - because also like last time, Jaskier wants to take the chance to chat a bit with the network. And after a little misunderstanding from the steward regarding Kiri, there's a topic that won't leave his mind.]

Many a similarity I've found among the realms us otherworlders hail from, yet there's one thing from mine (besides witchers!) I haven't found anywhere else: the Law of Surprise.

It's a custom as old as humanity itself, the granting of a seemingly impossible wish, the price a man who saves another can demand:

"Give me that which you already have but do not know yet".

It is a request for something which neither the savior nor the saved knows the nature of, until the saved man returns home. It could be a cute little pup or a mere crop, mayhap a new pair of shoes... or even a baby. So many heroic stories from my world were starred by a Child Surprise, often known as the Children of Destiny.

So imagine yourselves, if you will, in front of a powerful king or queen that asks you what reward you'd like for your service. What is your answer?

Do you ask for gold? A lady's hand in marriage?

Or do you dare to ask for the Law of Surprise to see what Destiny has in store in for you?




((As always, Jaskier needs to be super extra with his font. Lmk if you need me to drop it!))
scourgingstars: (a darkness will block out the sun)

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2021-10-06 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, no no no, not at all.

When I spoke to our realm's Draconian, he was very clear in his answers and the meaning of my very existence.

I was born not to be the world's savior, but its most terrible plague that someone else would rise and strike down. To spread darkness throughout the world, that my brother's blessed descendant could purge the star of its scourge.

The gods held answers for me. I simply chose to curse them all.
scourgingstars: (taking my sulking to the masses)

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2021-10-09 12:33 am (UTC)(link)
Nonsense. No matter what I did, how much I destroyed, whoever I killed, it all meant nothing.

Even my attempts at rebellion were what Bahamut wanted me to do. It was all pointless, and I was naught but a pawn to him. I was born to become a monster and die at the hands of his most beloved piece on the board.

Destiny treated me like nothing but garbage. Why should I hold any stock in it now?
scourgingstars: (i will deliver)

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2021-10-11 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[He could easily just stop. Lock everything up again and hide it behind a condescending smile. But he didn’t, and Ardyn wasn’t sure why.]

[Maybe, in this place where lying served no purpose, he wanted to finally speak the truth and have it be heard.]


Because I was angry. And who wouldn’t be? Slain by my own brother’s hand, locked away in darkness while his descendants became kings and queens beloved by the divine?

I deserved my revenge. And perhaps that is how I rationalized it. House Caelum would fall by my hand, and Bahamut getting what he wished was incidental.
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[personal profile] scourgingstars 2021-10-16 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, long before that. One could say Somnus was the aggressor in a far larger plan than either of us could have known.

[Probably because he had--Ardyn liked to explain his horrible trauma in enigmatic bits and pieces.]

Because he wanted power. My little brother was an unpopular tyrant of a royal, you see. Chose to burn out the impurities that I sought to heal, and was feared by the people as a result.

He saw an opportunity, and chose to take it.
scourgingstars: (i'll never wear your broken crown)

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2021-10-19 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
[There was a long pause on Ardyn's side as well, as though he wasn't sure how to respond. Tormented innocents, sure, but implicated? Good heavens, he had standards.]

[Sort of.]

[On the other hand...]


Well.

It's thoughtful of you to say as much.