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Post by Ryo on Jan 31, 2015 18:49:52 GMT -5
The last round of the day and it was gonna be either completely forgettable or one everybody remembered because of the people in it. Most at least had some idea of the wandering courier that was prone to not delivering things, and the rather pale but tall elf stood out. Especially with the hat. The magic-wielding courier of somewhat uncertain alignment and vague intent versus the very straight forward very easy to find elf, it was a match of...well it wasn't something easy to sum up in a word. Most would at least probably remember who was involved if nothing else.
The two were set up on a stage, each with a podium and with the announcer located between them. They were all positioned as such that the crowd could see their faces. The announcer was a human male, dressed for the occasion and hired by the Representative to help run the debate.
"Welcome everybody to the final round of this year's Declaration of Intellect! My name is Hans and I will be your announcer for today's events. It's spell versus sword on stage today, a battle of wills and probably some morality too."
From his own podium, Hans pulled out a small piece of parchment and set it down in front of him, clearing his throat before continuing.
"Without further adieu, the topic for this Declaration of Intellect is...'Chivalry is far from necessary to becoming a proper Hero'. Short and to the point this time, but hopefully this debate won't be! After all we all like to see a good debate! Mr. Libero, you will be going first, so pick your side and start us off."
The stage was set, the cards were dealt, it was time to see how these two would handle the issue thrown at them.
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Post by Indy Libero on Feb 1, 2015 19:56:30 GMT -5
"Thanks for the intro, announcer-man! Or Hans! Whatever!" Nailed it. "It's great being with you all today, on this podium. Well, of course, none of you are standing on this podium: if you all were, I don't think there'd be enough space for us to fit *laughs*." There appears to be a strong reaction from the crowd. I don't know what this "boo" sound means, but whatever it is, it couldn't possibly be a bad thing. Pangs of excitement leap out of my chest; I think we may have a celebrity in the making!
"So, as for the topic at hand..."
Chivalry... chivalry, chivalry chivalry... oh, that's it. Knight's code. Honor and all that baloney. So I guess I get to pick a side. Is the old man here? He was debating with that snobbish-looking bespectacled dude before; I wonder where he is now.
"I'll agree. Nowadays, all you really need to do to become a hero is slay a dragon or something. I don't think concepts like honor or "chivalry" are very necessary in the grand scheme of things. You just need to get your name recognized - and from then on it's a one-way track to glory." I bring my hand to my chin, pondering my very own words; hey, that's pretty smart Indy. I have no idea what you just said, but keep going with it. For them to really buy it though, we'll need a good example. "Let me put this into perspective: when I was about half the handsome lad I am now, I was told stories of a legendary spell-sword who roamed the lands. As I listened to those stories, I looked more and more up to the man - but it wasn't the man's morality that intrigued me so much; it was the deeds he did."
That's right. It wasn't what led the man's actions, but the result of them that was the source of my admiration.
I think that's enough. I'll stop talking so my adversary can speak. Hopefully this freakishly-tall elven woman has something fun to say spice the debate u-- hold on: elven woman? Am I fighting who I think I'm fighting? And how is she here, of all places?
I'm so fucked.
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