A friend of mine, playing in my campaign, wrote this excellent myth of LM. I forward it to this honorable list. It (the myth) backs a new feat he invented, called "Forced Teaching" which works like a strong befuddle spell.
My friend's name is Giorgio Merigo and he reads this list, in case you want to say something to him.
ciao,
Gian
How Lhankor Mhy disposed of the annoying Eurmal
It happened once that Lhankor Mhy was at his Marble desk of Rainbow
Silver,
studying and concentrating on a difficult dilemma.
As he used to do whenever Elmal shone his bright rays in a beautiful
day,
he left all the windows of the room opened to the enthralling
landscapes.
Through one of them, a black raven entered and set himself on a glass
amphora croaking his happiness and curiosity, but the everknowing
Sage saw
behind the shape that Eurmal took camouflaging himself, and smiled as
he
often did whenever "that annoying Trickster" was around.
Shaking his head vigorously or we should say beak, Eurmal began
questioning
the Lore Master to discover what he was studying, but the topic was
too
serious and important and complicate to let the Joker know, and in
fact he
was studying a prophecy talking of a red woman of immense power.
At first Lhankor Mhy tried to ignore the repeated question and even
the
presence of the Trickster, but high was also the power of the god of
troubles and jokes and when the ink pot rolled over on the scroll he
was
reading, Lhankor Mhy started and looked truly annoyed. He waved a
hand over
the scroll and the ink disappeared, then he turned softly and stared
at the
black raven understanding that he would never take leave unless
satisfied of
his curiosity first, so Lhankor Mhy explained to him how he heard
about a
prophecy talking about non-orlanthi humans on Glorantha.
The raven-Eurmal inquired then about the scroll the Grey Sage was
studying
and Lhankor Mhy told him that it was related to a prophecy revealed
in an
ancient aeon before he himself was born.
But seeing that Lhankor Mhy was becoming impatient and annoyed, and
having a
good feeling about this, Eurmal was all the more persuaded to go on
asking
questions whose answers he really didn't care about.
Eventually, Lhankor Mhy stopped trying to study and to keep focused,
and
looked at the raven as he tried to grip it with his hands, but with a
sudden
jump, the bird left the glass amphora flying higher where it could
not be
taken, and all the way up laughing and croaking and joking and
bothering the
ever patient Grey one.
Lhankor Mhy then asked him if he would really know all the detail of
his
research and Eurmal accepted, lured himself in a trick worthy of his.
The Sage then opened himself to Eurmal: he opened the hands and his
eyes,
the mouth and his mind, and suddenly, with words, with gestures, with
emphatic thoughts, he shared a good part of his knowledge to the poor
Trickster, forced to stay still for a long long period, trying vainly
to
understand and learn what he had been told but not taught.
So Lhankor Mhy went on studying and worrying of an era where Orlanth
would
risk to fall because of a red doom, so tricked Trickster became part
of the
furniture of the room until slowly at first and then faster, he
regained
regain his wits and he realized that his friend Lhankor Mhy the
Joker's joker had
already left.
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