I once began the writing of a Gloranthan Gazateer, written in the first person (I actually got about 4 chapters done) of a traveller starting from Nochet City and basically circumnavigating Genertela. One of the first things he wrote about was a curios concept he learned from Dragonewts (who claimed the idea even predated Dragons!) The concept, familiar to all RW readers, is, in Sartarite, as follows:
Greggen (greg' en) v. To have, in the course of events, one's worldview radically and utterly transformed, as if by fiat from the Gods. Can be as small as the color of a flag, or as large as the placement of a mountain range. A clear sign of one who has been *gregged* is a person who flatly refuses to accept what is clearly real. Sometimes they can be heard muttering "But I drew the map in *ink*!"
Neatly, later PMichaels quotes...
Then one day, through a casual remark, he learned that the
> missionaries were right. Some of his Ilonget friends had, in
> fact, continued the headhunting practices of their ancestors.
> "When I suddenly discovered that everyone took heads, that
> all the nice people who held my hand and fed me had taken
> heads," said Renaldo, "I felt completely disoriented. You can't
> imagine what a devastating experience it was. It confounds
> your categories, to say the least."
Clearly, this individual had been Gregged.
:)
- -Steve
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