Fear and Clothing

S02 — Session 24

1626, Storm Season, Disorder Week, Clayday

Dramatis Personae


Xenofos (sulking in a yurt)
and – for the last time – Billy


Rushes to Battle, Storm Khan
Yellow Storm
Some spirits
Some Impala riders
Some Impalas
Some Fine Mess You Got Us Into


As before, the log will be recounted with extracts from Berra JarangsdottiHumaktisaga, NalaTiwrSaga and The Death of Rajar. As with last time there will be extracts from the Sonnets to Varanis, 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 and the Vareena fragments. Editorial commentary will be recorded [thus]. The {“D”} voice appears.

Guten tag, everyone.
This lecture will be delivered remotely. Herr doktor Tomm is unfortunately isolated at the moment and unavailable. Note that while Herr doktor Tomm believes the Vareena fragments to refer to the same person as do the Sonnets to Varanis, it is my contention that Vareena is a different, far more heroic character of the same period.

Now Dark Season is past our heroes, but deep shadows stand between them and reality.

Mighty bellowed White Bull of the Bisons, lowered his head and charged
angered by wounding words, brought low with cowardly arrows.

Probably a different poet from the next one who shows less disdain for missile weapons.

Behind bison her bow boldly bended brave Berra, aimed arrows at assailants accurately

Walking without a man were clothes, seeking assistance NalaTiwr,
wandering in the paths of Dreams and madness, seeking truths hidden
meeting Rage of Storm head on, bringing rest of Calm

Whose assistance and what rage. Reference to Orlanth and his rebellion? To Storm Bull? Which in Praxian context might be more likely.

And finally, we have the greatly exaggerated text of the Vareena fragments.

On Oakfed’s empty orchard, Orlanth’s own met
Rushes to Battle – Impala-rider, plains-raider.
Sly Storm Khan sought death for Straw-weaver’s son.

Came then clash of bronze and fall of flint, cruel and cold.
Waha’s High-Hunter, brought low by hail of battle,
Helped by Eiritha’s healing hands, whole-hearted Valseena.

Billy, best of bisons, lost life to arrow’s bite.
Chaos-killer, called to rage, gave chase to cunning foe,
Led by lure of vengeance. Swift leapt liege to rescue.

Then full forty men fell to Vingan’s fury –
King’s kin, Vareena flew, keen sword-blade cut cleanly.
Thus was Rajar rescued and raiders brought to ruin.

What Really Happened

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