Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad (
eaglesonofnone) wrote in
sixthiterationtexts2018-12-08 07:28 pm
[Video] UN: التاير
[The video opens on a blur of colour, the sound a brush of fabric against a microphone.]
--arts to record?
[Another voice chimes in, more distant, less audible, saying, "Yes. It's actually recording now."]
...Ah. Then I have begun this very poorly indeed.
[The image shifts, proving that there had been a finger partially in front of the camera. Even now, a part of the image is obscured by a white sleeve - but Altaïr's face becomes visible, as does Wanda's partially behind him. They're in a room in the town hall, well enough lit by a window, though the sun is starting to go down.]
Greetings to you all. As I know I have not met everyone, I shall introduce myself. I am Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad. I am recording this today as a request for assistance.
I have been patrolling the edges of the village of the nights, alternating with the Iron Bull. After having read the codex of the village's history, I could not in good conscience do anything else. It occurred to me, though, that many of us here in the village are fighters, and while there is hunting to do, and many other things that can use a strong arm, many would be suited to helping the village stay protected.
What I propose is this:
A series of regular patrols, each one around the village's perimeter. Not only to watch for dangers from without, but also the condition of things within - if a home needs repair, for instance, or if an animal has wandered away.
Within this room--
[As he said that, the image swung, his wrist rotating to show the room - and it succeeded in doing so, albeit upside down. It was a meeting room, a table in the middle, chairs gathered around it, the walls bare.]
--I hope to have a map on that far wall. I will seek out slate and chalk that we may make temporary notations on findings such as animal tracks, or missing shingles as well as people claiming what patrol they wish to claim. For now, we will use this wall beside the door.
[Still upsidedown, the image swung again, over to the entrance of the room, where he pointed with his free hand at an empty space beside the door as Wanda tried to edge out of frame.]
I have a bit of charcoal that can be used for writing and the wall can be washed at the end of each week so people can alter their claimed patrols as they wish.
[He looked satisfied when the camera came back to him, confident in his arrangements so far.]
If even one soul adds to the effort, this will have been worthwhile. I am grateful to you all. Safety and peace.
[And at last, the video ends. It ends with a close-up of his fingertip, but it ends.]
--arts to record?
[Another voice chimes in, more distant, less audible, saying, "Yes. It's actually recording now."]
...Ah. Then I have begun this very poorly indeed.
[The image shifts, proving that there had been a finger partially in front of the camera. Even now, a part of the image is obscured by a white sleeve - but Altaïr's face becomes visible, as does Wanda's partially behind him. They're in a room in the town hall, well enough lit by a window, though the sun is starting to go down.]
Greetings to you all. As I know I have not met everyone, I shall introduce myself. I am Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad. I am recording this today as a request for assistance.
I have been patrolling the edges of the village of the nights, alternating with the Iron Bull. After having read the codex of the village's history, I could not in good conscience do anything else. It occurred to me, though, that many of us here in the village are fighters, and while there is hunting to do, and many other things that can use a strong arm, many would be suited to helping the village stay protected.
What I propose is this:
A series of regular patrols, each one around the village's perimeter. Not only to watch for dangers from without, but also the condition of things within - if a home needs repair, for instance, or if an animal has wandered away.
Within this room--
[As he said that, the image swung, his wrist rotating to show the room - and it succeeded in doing so, albeit upside down. It was a meeting room, a table in the middle, chairs gathered around it, the walls bare.]
--I hope to have a map on that far wall. I will seek out slate and chalk that we may make temporary notations on findings such as animal tracks, or missing shingles as well as people claiming what patrol they wish to claim. For now, we will use this wall beside the door.
[Still upsidedown, the image swung again, over to the entrance of the room, where he pointed with his free hand at an empty space beside the door as Wanda tried to edge out of frame.]
I have a bit of charcoal that can be used for writing and the wall can be washed at the end of each week so people can alter their claimed patrols as they wish.
[He looked satisfied when the camera came back to him, confident in his arrangements so far.]
If even one soul adds to the effort, this will have been worthwhile. I am grateful to you all. Safety and peace.
[And at last, the video ends. It ends with a close-up of his fingertip, but it ends.]

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[He motioned to himself.]
By the time I was the age I appear to be now, I had begun to design a different triggering mechanism, so it would no longer require the sacrifice. After the generation of my sons, none other of us had to lose a finger to make such a promise.
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I know what you mean. Living without something for so long makes it difficult. [In Wanda's experience its never been anything as physical as a finger.
She glances behind them and then back at Altaïr.] Let me know what patrols aren't taken and I'll see if I can pick up the slack. [She's been having trouble sleeping so she doesn't care when it is.] I'll also let others know that you're organizing this. We'll see if we can recruit more people.
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((Wrap?))
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