So it would seem you’ve all been cured. Isn’t that just fine and dandy? I mean it! You’re lucky the Prince arrived on the scene just in time to do some good for your citizenry. His coming to the village was well timed, no doubt. No, that’s not a double entendre. I’m sure he did it that way on purpose. And no, not because he’s your likely scapegoat. No sirs and madams, he’s your savior! Ungrateful wretches if you believe otherwise. Always casting blame for your injury on someone other than yourselves. Years and years spent in this jungle, having your way with the land and the natives in it and then thinking you’d just cozy up and do what you like forevermore? Laughable arrogance.
Perhaps the illness was wrought upon you by the gods who your former governor, the half drow, provoked to anger. Some of your own people said he would! Provoke the gods to angry retribution. And yet no one is talking about that. Well, I heard one person talking about it. But everyone ignored her. And blame cast its way right to the Imp. Have you heard him talk? He’s so charming and eloquent. Kind and benevolent. I can’t imagine he’d do anyone any harm. Not so much as the savage auspices of the former governor. Or the wolf kin who prowl about the land losing control of themselves and tearing people to shreds. Or the wayward arrows and “self defense” I’ve seen in the other citizenry of the village.
Though I am not concerned by it at all. Our Prince will protect us from such savagery and unwarranted violence. He will hasten our hopes and plans for a better more productive and trade friendly jungle. He’ll do the same for the natives and the merfolk. The only ones out of the loop are the people who live in the village and no wonder they were infected with a serious ailment, they lack a healthy connection to the land! It rebelled against them. As the natives always said it would.
Really, someone should listen to the natives. They’re very smart. Gifted and inspired by their Mother goddess. Their efforts helped to cleanse the land of the vile blackness cast upon it by the indecency of the villagers. History repeating itself really. Like they say, those who fail to learn from the past are doomed to repeat it. Now that everything has been set to right by the combined efforts of the Reach and the Moei Asing – dragons put back to slumber, the illness of the black silt cured by the dragon’s own blood – seems to me, the future looks bright from here. Even for the reckless villagers. Surely they will benefit from the good work of the Prince and the Myan!
~~ An opinion piece, by one loyal to the benefactors of the land. In response to Henry’s moaning.
((ooc submitted by Eiirwen))