The Commander. I first heard of the Watcher from Xici, and I went on to ask her about what I had been told. As I remember it, they are both gods, though the Hunter, who was the lover of the Watcher, had once been a mortal man. He recognized a restlessness in the Watcher and feared it, worrying what she might do to sate her boredom and what kind of effect it would have upon everything else. So he began to attempt to entertain her. For some time he brought her things which kept her attention, but something given to her by night would be something she would be bored with by the morning. So the Hunter made her an offer and a promise: if she would tie a cloth around her eyes to blind her and wait, he would bring her something that would entertain her forever. One year later, he brings her this final gift, and it is life itself. As I was told, we are but living, moving pieces in this gift, and the reason why it is often called upon to create and dedicate art to the Watcher is that it is something fleeting and unique, which gives her the most joy to witness. By doing this we please both the Watcher, finally content to witness everything unfolding within this game, and the Hunter, who no longer has to bear the great burden of keeping her solely entertained.
This was the story as it was told to me, the styling of the myth in the way that the Regency and those who were once a part of it might understand it. How the Araneans see it, however... Their statues depict the Watcher as a young Aranean woman, and the Hunter apparently as some sort of beast. I have not had the opportunity to ask about this.
PRIVATE I do not plan to. [haha how ironic] I would only hope that she would realize the same. The laws of life and death as we were aware of them before do not hold sway to us now. I shall try to appeal to her reason, for we have already seen that death here is not the end of our part in this war.
[Though death has already had a little trouble keeping you down once before, Jon. You're basically old hat at this.]
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I first heard of the Watcher from Xici, and I went on to ask her about what I had been told.
As I remember it, they are both gods, though the Hunter, who was the lover of the Watcher, had once been a mortal man. He recognized a restlessness in the Watcher and feared it, worrying what she might do to sate her boredom and what kind of effect it would have upon everything else. So he began to attempt to entertain her.
For some time he brought her things which kept her attention, but something given to her by night would be something she would be bored with by the morning. So the Hunter made her an offer and a promise: if she would tie a cloth around her eyes to blind her and wait, he would bring her something that would entertain her forever.
One year later, he brings her this final gift, and it is life itself.
As I was told, we are but living, moving pieces in this gift, and the reason why it is often called upon to create and dedicate art to the Watcher is that it is something fleeting and unique, which gives her the most joy to witness. By doing this we please both the Watcher, finally content to witness everything unfolding within this game, and the Hunter, who no longer has to bear the great burden of keeping her solely entertained.
This was the story as it was told to me, the styling of the myth in the way that the Regency and those who were once a part of it might understand it.
How the Araneans see it, however... Their statues depict the Watcher as a young Aranean woman, and the Hunter apparently as some sort of beast.
I have not had the opportunity to ask about this.
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I do not plan to. [haha how ironic]
I would only hope that she would realize the same.
The laws of life and death as we were aware of them before do not hold sway to us now. I shall try to appeal to her reason, for we have already seen that death here is not the end of our part in this war.
[Though death has already had a little trouble keeping you down once before, Jon. You're basically old hat at this.]