[Ah. So that's where that fourteenth seat went; he'd been wondering.
Though framed in such a way, Emet-Selch sounds much like "Archer" does -- a title of power moreso than any real name. He hums, considering Gemini's constellation]
Architect... so there are those that have come before you?
So there are. It is not yet impossible that there may be more after me.
[That's more or less the case, though, and he further clarifies-]
We of the Convocation take the name of our seat as our own, upon appointment, and are addressed as such by most. Our original names are not forsaken completely, but they are more rarely used.
[A nod at that; Chiron doesn't ask for the name, either. That's not his place.]
... Then were there an original Fourteen who shaped the world you hail from? I remember your talk of Mitron, and how he made contributions to the seas...
So they did. All of our people were possessed of the natural talent for creation, the Fourteen being the most qualified in our respective fields and duties; once these seats were established, successors have ever followed in their footsteps.
Because Emet-Selch's profile made it clear that he is long-lived, and so Chiron had considered some type of deity. But there are very few deities who would ever give up their seats of power without reason. It's not even a failing in the centaur's eyes, just the truth of it, and a very good reason why his lore harps on the fact that he gave up his immortality.
Perhaps he was wrong then, and Emet-Selch just comes from a very long-lived species who experience change and death at their own pace. Whatever the case, he still chooses a less evasive question]
The first Mitron, in particular, was a believer that diversity was necessary in creation. Souls eventually serve their purpose, yes, despite us living nigh on eternity should we desire to; even when that was not the case for an empty seat, there was always a need to allow others to become part of the Convocation, for the greater benefit of Amaurot.
[differing opinions, perspectives, skills-- it would not do, after all, to have there be conflict if a more qualified person became apparent.]
Oh? That would make you far more forward-thinking than the gods of my world.
[Spoken with an element of humor]
The Titans, knowing that they would one day be usurped, attempted to suppress the Gods once they came into existence, but it was for naught. And then the Gods in turn feared what humanity might do to them if they grew in power.
Such is often the way of things-- but our society was run in such a way as to avoid unnecessary conflict. Everything was for the benefit of all, all concepts and creations shared, and discussion on differing opinions done within the Hall of Rhetoric.
[nothing short of a utopia, the like of which has never been seen since.]
Except such things are usually myths that can't truly sustain themselves. Conflict is inevitable. Something will always happen, even if by an ugly play of fate.
If you are inclined to share them, then yes. You have quite the curious pantheon.
[tell him more about how fucking weird they all are, chiron...
he pauses once more, though, shifts slightly-- huffs out an annoyed sigh.]
Unrelatedly-- I take it you have had the same problem that we all seem to be afflicted with. I am growing quite weary of it.
[just going to get that over with. this is possibly the most annoyed someone has ever been in offering out a hand, because it's getting to be very distracting and he will suffer the contact so that he can actually listen.]
[Me who fuckin forgot this was affection week: sir buy him a drink first.
Thankfully Chiron isn't as stupid as the person playing him, though that won't stop his minor pause of surprise as he glances at that hand. Frankly, he was prepared to suffer in silence, but if Emet-Selch is losing patience:]
Right, of course.
[Promptly reaching back out and taking the hand. Though...]
Alternatively, if you would prefer to just lean against me...
[-- Listen, he is used to people wanting to treat him like a piece of furniture, especially children. So he makes the offer in case this is beneath the other's dignity]
[It's part losing patience, and part that after this conversation, Chiron is tolerable enough that he will allow it. Guess which part he's not going to mention.]
I would prefer to maintain at least some distance.
[is this ridiculous? yes. does he want to be close enough for that? not really.]
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Though framed in such a way, Emet-Selch sounds much like "Archer" does -- a title of power moreso than any real name. He hums, considering Gemini's constellation]
Architect... so there are those that have come before you?
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[That's more or less the case, though, and he further clarifies-]
We of the Convocation take the name of our seat as our own, upon appointment, and are addressed as such by most. Our original names are not forsaken completely, but they are more rarely used.
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... Then were there an original Fourteen who shaped the world you hail from? I remember your talk of Mitron, and how he made contributions to the seas...
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Because Emet-Selch's profile made it clear that he is long-lived, and so Chiron had considered some type of deity. But there are very few deities who would ever give up their seats of power without reason. It's not even a failing in the centaur's eyes, just the truth of it, and a very good reason why his lore harps on the fact that he gave up his immortality.
Perhaps he was wrong then, and Emet-Selch just comes from a very long-lived species who experience change and death at their own pace. Whatever the case, he still chooses a less evasive question]
Seats were freely given away then...?
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[differing opinions, perspectives, skills-- it would not do, after all, to have there be conflict if a more qualified person became apparent.]
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[Spoken with an element of humor]
The Titans, knowing that they would one day be usurped, attempted to suppress the Gods once they came into existence, but it was for naught. And then the Gods in turn feared what humanity might do to them if they grew in power.
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[nothing short of a utopia, the like of which has never been seen since.]
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Except such things are usually myths that can't truly sustain themselves. Conflict is inevitable. Something will always happen, even if by an ugly play of fate.
After a beat:]
You are using past tense for a reason?
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[a slight pause of his own, then a lazy wave of one hand.]
But a subject for another time, I think.
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Ha... very well.
[Settling himself in place, allowing his body to relax.]
Let us turn to other topics. Would you like to hear more stories of my mythology?
[Them just spending an hour or so talking about how stupid Greek mythology is, this is fine]
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[tell him more about how fucking weird they all are, chiron...
he pauses once more, though, shifts slightly-- huffs out an annoyed sigh.]
Unrelatedly-- I take it you have had the same problem that we all seem to be afflicted with. I am growing quite weary of it.
[just going to get that over with. this is possibly the most annoyed someone has ever been in offering out a hand, because it's getting to be very distracting and he will suffer the contact so that he can actually listen.]
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Thankfully Chiron isn't as stupid as the person playing him, though that won't stop his minor pause of surprise as he glances at that hand. Frankly, he was prepared to suffer in silence, but if Emet-Selch is losing patience:]
Right, of course.
[Promptly reaching back out and taking the hand. Though...]
Alternatively, if you would prefer to just lean against me...
[-- Listen, he is used to people wanting to treat him like a piece of furniture, especially children. So he makes the offer in case this is beneath the other's dignity]
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I would prefer to maintain at least some distance.
[is this ridiculous? yes. does he want to be close enough for that? not really.]
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He has the grace (and common sense) not to laugh at how silly this looks.]
Very well.
[He'll just leave it at holding hands while he details some of the ways in which Zeus tried to deflower an entire generation of Greece]