Unfortunately, madame, I have no birds currently, although I am fond of them as well! I do love all of my creature companions quite equally, but Sister Magdalene, my dear blemmigan friend, has a special place in my heart. I am fond of the colour purple, and of fungus, and managing to gain the trust of a purple fungal being with the most elegant penmanship that I have seen on this side of the Zee has been a true privilege!
Have you ever wondered why we are legally able to rename other human beings? That has always struck me as rather⌠eccentric. edited by Sestina Valdis on 11/9/2015
I can only speak in this matter about my urchin friends. Most of them donât mind what name you write down on Notary paperwork; in fact, theyâre quite pleased at having a ready-made alias. But as for my two adopted daughters⌠well. That was a more serious matter, but I should hardly call it eccentric.
Iâll tell you what did strike me as eccentric, though. Animals talk in the Neath! Cats, rats, dogs, and the like! What was your reaction when you first had a conversation with them?
[quote=Rackenhammer]
Iâll tell you what did strike me as eccentric, though. Animals talk in the Neath! Cats, rats, dogs, and the like! What was your reaction when you first had a conversation with them?[/quote]
Astherson: I Shoot them ! It was those times when I was a simple pugilist, not even a rat-catcher. One of my neighbours had a problem with these organized, trained and devious vermins. She was screaming as loud as a deck siren on a sinking ship, and as for me, I was too creeped out to panic visually, I pummeled, squashed, shot, cut and pummeled those furry bastards again as if my life was on stake. Thatâs how I met my first friend down here, and shortly after I became a rat catcher. Ah⌠goodâol times.
Clement: If we were allowed to have airships, where would you fly in the first place? edited by Andrew Astherson on 11/9/2015
I hear of deeply distressing things that exist on the roof of the Neath. Vagaries, as with so many of the more interesting aspects of our new home, but quite unpleasant in the likely event that even a portion are true. I would, perhaps, go East. Perhaps I would see if the Elder Continent is more sympathetic to things that fly than those that walk or zail at zee. Perhaps I would fly to the Khanate and give them the contraption.
In summation, I would go somewhere else. Anywhere else. London is a cadaver, memories like worms in its bowels. I no longer have any desire to see what becomes of it.
How often do you think of the surface, when, and what - if anything - do you think about?
How often do you think of the surface, when, and what - if anything - do you think about?[/quote]
For a long time, I tried not to think of the Surface. Too many painful memories. And also⌠a wistful longing for sunlight. Warmth on my skin. The smell of rain. Trees. And fruit⌠oh, my goodness, the fruit. My husband has many fine qualities, but I think I began to fall in love with him when he gave me cherries from the Surface. I cannot pretend that I do not miss those things, but life here has its compensations, to be sure. I think⌠I think I would not go back, even if I could.
Is there someone you wish you could see again? Who is it?
[quote=Lady Eris]
Is there someone you wish you could see again? Who is it?[/quote]
I wish my brother is alive. He always had my back. I always had his back.
And the man who gave me my bearings moments after I got out of New Newgate. He was renting a room for me when the building was blew up by a bloody anarchist. I donât expect to find him in the Tomb-Colonies.
(DragonRidingSorceress shivers and sighs when Seeker of Namesâ soft, sibilant voice rings out. She mutters,) I wish theyâd hurry up and go already!
(She turns to smile at you, suddenly bright and cheerful.) So! Are you looking forward to Sacksmas?
Inasmuch as anyone can. I find the whole affair distressing and ominous, but complaining about things in the Neath being distressing and ominous is a futile thing. A very futile thing. I narrowly avoided Sacksmas when I came to arrive here, but now I am too far-gone to leave. Now I have the means to avoid it, however - if it all becomes too much, I will go to Zee. I will enjoy as much time in the silence beneath the waves as my craft will allow me to, and I will return when I am sure that all festivities have subsided.
Those who are assailed by visions have some measure of understanding as to how the affair of London will end, for us and for the Masters and the Bazaar as a whole. I ask you a two-pronged question: how do you suppose it will all end, and how would you prefer for it to end?
[quote=Amyntas]
Those who are assailed by visions have some measure of understanding as to how the affair of London will end, for us and for the Masters and the Bazaar as a whole. I ask you a two-pronged question: how do you suppose it will all end, and how would you prefer for it to end?[/quote]
Astherson: Oh, for Saturnâs sake ! Do you actually imagine how many people claim to "know the future" after looking to those visions ? There is like an army of those who claim that it will end in "liberation of the night", almost two regiments of those who claim they will become Masters and guide the Bazaar to the Sun, three divisions of those who belive they will dedspoil demigod Stone in september 1911, and like a battalion of those lunatics who claim they will become lorn-flukes. Lorn-flukes, Carl ! Oh, youâre not Carl⌠Nevermind. All these visions are contradictional and logically incompatible, and that compromises them a lot. So, It will end, jut like everything in this universe. It will end in the way it will. And I seriously doubt that we have even the slightiest insight on how will that happen.
In any case, I hope that the time when London will be no more, my successors will have their happy, materially secured lives somewhere in surface Britain or Canada. That constitutes as an answer for your second question.
Astherson: Now, when we touched the family and kinship topic, I wish to know if you do occupy yourself with such thoughts and how do you see the future of your (possible) family ? Do you have any solidified plans concerning this matter or are you a dreamer ? edited by Andrew Astherson on 11/11/2015
[quote=Andrew Astherson] Astherson: Now, when we touched the family and kinship topic, I wish to know if you do occupy yourself with such thoughts and how do you see the future of your (possible) family? Do you have any solidified plans concerning this matter or are you a dreamer?[/quote]
Not yet, not until I get rid of whoever that rid me of my family. But I do dream about having someone trustworthy and upright.
Why, my dear that would have to be the wonderful time when me and the lovely Virginia engaged in a mighty battle of wits in order to obtain some delightful little rocks, I donât even know what theyâre for they were just so⌠pretty.
Which of our benevolent and wonderful Masters do you hold allegiance to? edited by Alistair Venderbright on 12/24/2015
None more so than any other. I hold all the same fealty to the Masters as any right-minded Londoner should, but Iâve only ever faintly rubbed shoulders with Pages and Wines and this was due more to their nature than any of my own exceptional qualities. For their part, they are decent enough at what they do. I suppose they would have to be, theyâve apparently been doing it for quite a long time.
Do you consider the Neath to be better than the surface? Worse? Horizontal in quality? Why? edited by Amyntas on 11/16/2015
A humble area, but meticulously decorated to provide the impression that I am weak, and easy pray. Many do not stop to think what I may have hidden In my pockets or behind the bookcaseâŚ
What would be your favourite hat and why? edited by Marius Finch on 11/18/2015
The Exceptional Hat, which cost a significant portion of my wealth at the time of buying and which still adorns my head when I find myself in need of clarity. It is a hat which, as I am sure I need not so emphatically state, will never menace or devour any part of my head.
What would absolute and total failure mean to you, in light of your present goals or intentions? What would you do if such a thing were to happen? And if youâre going to say that itâs impossible for it to ever occur, Iâm going to give you a right thrashing with my good cane.
The ultimate failure? Why, death, of course. Permanent death, that is. The kind Feducci wants to see. I have fought tooth and nail to live in a world that doesnât want me. Iâll be dâed if I let that work go to waste. Even a life in Hell is better than no life at all.
But whatâs in the flask, friend? Liquor? One of Gebrantâs tinctures? Or something else?
Muscaria Brandy, my friend. Not for me of course, I prefer to avoid death at all costs. However, when you live with a devil you need a bargaining chip and mine is this vile brandy. My loathsome imp canât get enough of the stuff so it tends to be when ever I need something to be done this little flask come quite handy.
But I must ask: What are your thoughts on the soulless, being one myself this interest me greatly. edited by Viti on 11/23/2015
[/quote]Can a Snuffer be Forgiven for what they do or did?[/quote]
They must be forgiven, for they are as their father made them. Some are cruel and monstrous, but no more than man by nature of their birth.
What is your opinion of biblical revision, as per St. Cyriacâs Illuminated College? Being in the employ of the Church myself, I have a vested interested in such a question.
[quote=Schmidt]
What is your opinion of biblical revision, as per St. Cyriacâs Illuminated College? Being in the employ of the Church myself, I have a vested interested in such a question.[/quote]
Well, I may be biased, as an editor for St. Cyriacâs as well, but I feel it is our duty both to improve on translation, but to record our insights into that Bronze Age text as born out by recent events. In fact, I think a new edition, illuminated with sigils of the Correspondence may be just the thing. Once the revisions are complete, of course.
Apropos of the above, do you ever think that the search of knowledge is overrated and there are times when we should remain blissfully ignorant?