Wednesday, February 15, 2017

A Blake Brennan Journal - Entry Seven

GAME: GUILD WARS 2
CHARACTER: BLAKE BRENNAN

The Foundation is something that lingers on my mind as I wasn't exactly sure what it's true purpose was nor the purpose of those that call themselves members. This is due in partly because I do not know many of them as they don't know me and would question my own. The last meeting that took place does bring up more questions, or thoughts then it does answers. Granted at times it was difficult to hear, but I was standing at a distance so the Lady Marsalle wouldn't be so included to throw a wine bottle at my head, which would only add to the growing number of objects thrown.

The Centaur War was brought up, about it leaving widows and orphaned children along with needing more men with bigger and stronger weapons to put the threat down indefinitely. While I have fought side by side with the Seraph and know first hand what Centaur weapons can do to a body, I'm not entirely sure I agree with complete eradication of the Centaur species. They are a lot like us as to why they fight, they fight for land, for resources. As we continue to expand outwards of Divinity Reach we encroach on their land and push them off and expect them not to be upset by this. Well of course they are angry, any species would be angry and retaliate as it's only natural. The only reason why we are not at odds with the Skritt or Hylek is because we don't wish to create towns and homes under mountains or in swamps, basically where they prefer to live is undesirable to us thus we don't have a reason to fight with them. The Centaurs however make their homes on grassy plains and their hunting grounds in dense forests which happen to be just the types of terrain humans are also interested in. No matter how many times I think it over I come to the same conclusion. There will be no victors in this war, both sides will end up losing and in doing so will thin our our armies and resources. It is then that we will be at our weakest and susceptible to attack.

I can't be that white knight I grew up wanting to be, the kindhearted golden soldier who raised his sword and put his life on the line for the greater good. If I was then I would be heading right back to the battlefield with the Centaurs, I'd take up arms against them, hate them as so many do and not stop until the last fell under me. It was not that long ago that the Charr were considered enemies and now are welcomed at a table, well, welcomed by some. Yesterdays enemies are today's allies.

New armor came to where I am currently staying, I had it dyed in a bright golden color along with a golden shield of wings and an axe to match. I had it all sent back as I can't keep living in story. I have had a long time to think about who I am, what I want and what I am going to do. I enjoy fighting, there is no use in hiding that fact. I enjoy inflicting pain upon those that draw swords against me, there is no use in hiding that fact. I am not a knight or a hero, I am just a man. I have decided to take my fight against those that I believe to be the true enemy of Tyria and not just the enemy of man. I am lacking in experience, but that is something that can be changed if I manage to live through it. I will make my own path in life while taking the control of the Brennan House when my father decides to step down. I don't have to choose one or other, I know I am strong enough to do this. I have had my armor dyed in colors that are more appropriate for this way of life, not as a hero but as a man.

On a more personal note I haven't heard a thing from the Countess, I should send a letter to attempt to regain her friendship. As for the Lady Marsalle I make it a point to not dodge her attacks or objects that are thrown at me. Thus far it has been several rocks and a rather hefty candle holder that made a mighty fine impression upon my forehead. I must continue to try to establish a working relationship with her without her continuing to draw blood upon my face.

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