Chick Flick

S01 — Session 38

1602, Fire Season, Movement Week

Fire Season, Movement Week, Freezeday to Waterday

Dramatis Personae

Pre-event Scenes


Dormal’s Next Conversation


As before, the log will be recounted with extracts from Berra JarangsdottiHumaktisaga and The Lay of Serala, Lance of the Cold Sun, the Lays of Finarvi, and The Death of Rajar. As with last time there will be extracts from the Sonnets to Varanis, and also Sonnets in Praise of Xenofos and The Sonnets to Mellia, Sweetest of Healers, White Lady of Esrolia. There will be reference to the Accounts of the Travels of Irillo Goldentongue . Editorial commentary will be recorded [thus]. The {“D”} voice appears.

[Dr Tomm sends his apologies, but the state of wildlife around his house leaves him unable to attend in person, but he can join us on screen. Those of you who are joining us post-exam may wish to know I am Professor Garin. First name, Prof.]

[I will be reciting certain passages of poetry, of varying value to the ear but great interest to the historian of Late Bronze Age Glorantha. You will listen, mark, and inwardly digest. Class discussion and tutor groups will help you with this. You will be required to demonstrate understanding of context as well as content. Marking is by spot essay, sudden exam, and end of year swotting up.]

{“And corruption, we hope.”}

[We left our various heroes and heroic constructs having just failed at the strangest of known Heroquests, and their discussion is not, in most cases, recorded. Still, there is some thinking from Rajar and some action from Finarvi. With Serala they form a good understanding of the Heroquest. And yes, the chicken is a literal one.]

Forward to battle
Taking up any weapon
Last one’s a chicken!
1This play on concepts, if not identical words, has been passed down the ages. People forget that chickens are bred from fighting jungle birds.

Within his mind of water and quicksilver change of speed
Finarvi stood as infantry and left his mighty steed.
It being better as he thought to infantry portray
Than in his pride to freely ride but Heroquest betray.
His orders to his crew of two were subtle as his heart,
All calculated to confuse and keep them in their part,
So although he called to catch a man his orders caused delay
And by the Light within his heart helped Eril find a way.

Upon the horse she took as loot from treachery of Moon,
Rode proud Serala, Cold and Pure, as bright as Yelm at noon.
Within the quest she took the part of highest as was ever right,
And thrust the peronality of Sanra-Eel to endless night,
So when the young Lord passed before her in his panicked flight,
She answered the surrounding Darkness with the challenge of her light.
Her voice rang out to guide him to an alley safe and near,
And bolstered him although he fled, and left him safe from hunting fear.

[Not too difficult to follow, and in general all of the sources seem to agree here. But as a reminded that this strange quest could pull people in, literally from their sleep elsewhere, Mella.]

The sweetest of all women toss’t in slumber
Her love for all immeasurable, no number
Could be given to all those she healed in love
E’en in sad Boldhome, pressed down by the iron glove.

{“Iron? You know what that glove must be worth? I can find you a buyer.”}

[Meanwhile, the reactions of other, more Esrolian adventurers, tells a different story. Varanis sees another vow, and Xenofos a visit to the Temple of Knowledge.]

Then Orlanth stood upon his longhall’s roof in storm
And spoke unto the winds that threatened others harm,
And offered peace to those who fought with honour by his side
And swore their works would be sung loudly were they thus allied.

Within the labrynthine and turning scrolls
Keen Xenofos found mention in the Deathly Household’s rolls
2This is an untimely break in the manuscript.

[And, last – unusual for such a swift runner – Berra This fragment is sometime associated with the almost non-existent DevevalSaga and on this I shall allow you to make up your own mind.]

Deep death disclosing
D’Val throat-sword drew
Feather-favoured favourite
Flew from failure

(( Tommy, again over to you. You’re the Irillo Expert. G. ))

[ “Thank you Professor Garin. Now, I’m sure you’re all wondering what, precisely the Accounts have to do with the rest of the myth cycle. They are the dry, often dull, financial accounts of a minor merchant in late Bronze Age Dragon Pass, whilst our other heroes are just that. Heroes. And their stories are full of the fantastic, and amazing, and indeed the scarcely believable. They are works of literature, with all that means and implies. So, why Irillo? As Tanya… as Professor Garin has indicated, why do I make the Accounts my study, and why involve them here? Because they are dull, and boring, and prosaic. They provide a lynchpin, and sheet anchor, if I may mix metaphors. They show us where the other myths are straying from boring reality. They give us the texture of the Late Bronze Age. As such they are fascinating, especially after 1626, when they stop being primarily financial, and include some of his thoughts. But occasionally he seems to have allowed himself to stray, sometimes in a most interesting fashion. So, in this instance, we see his jottings:”]

Lost learnings leading through time's ledgers
Loyal Lord lacking reward
Eril earned plaudits unspoken in past era
Echoes of Boldhome's Ending.

Balance beyond belief
Bestowed upon Boldhome's best
Sartar saving, speaking nothing
Sword Lord, standing apart.

[“Five hundred words for next week on _why_ this is interesting. In the meantime, in the more prosaic way, he says,

Debit: Suit of armour (greaves, linothorax, vambraces, open helm): Votive sacrifice. To whom?

What Really Happened

Session Quotes

  • 1
    This play on concepts, if not identical words, has been passed down the ages. People forget that chickens are bred from fighting jungle birds.
  • 2
    This is an untimely break in the manuscript.
  • 3
    Imagine the Incredible Hulk bashing Loki back and forth like a ragdoll and you’ll get the idea.
  • 4
    Yet another failed Charm Roll from Xenofos.