Sunday, October 31, 2010

November 1: What I have so far

Urru's father sent him with 2 servants and a cart to the great city of Asherah down the dusty road. Urru's father had proved adept at the craft of irrigation and was soon given larger and larger parcel of lands to manage for King Asherah of Asherah who ruled in the great city. The braid's of leather rubbed dust and salt to his hands that have cracked from work in the dirt. He would focus on such pain as he road to the dread city of Asherah to do the foul business he was assigned by his father. He was assigned by his father to gain from the dread city of Asherah slaves to work the fields of his father's lands that had just been given to him by King Asherah of Asherah. The cart was set to hall as many as 6 new slaves to work the fields and and expand the farmlands. The pain and texture he held to remind himself of the work done by the flesh, and the discomfort and pain that came from it. This was why he unlike so many people viewed the city of Asherah as a place of dread. His father hated the city but he did not dread it however Urru hated the city much as his father did and his father's father before him. His grandfather's father was a chieftan known as Agran and he waged war for the throne of the great city and lost. In losing this battle the first Asherah of Asherah was crowned and the great city was carved in the bay. Its islands started first as a place for fish and oils, but soon turned to a great city and empire of slavery at the hands of the second Asherah of Asherah and thus it has always been. The irony to Urru's father was that he now grew the wheat and grains which allowed the great king to have his armies, armies of conquest that enable him to build this empire of human Flesh. The turning of man into animals by King Asherah of Asherah was what earned Urru the hatred he held for this city. Urru's father gave them all a fair deal, work for him for 4 cycles of the seasons, and be cast free. He gave them back their dignity and their humanity. This cycle has been repeated some 4 times now, and he kept an eye on those servants who came to his lands. Some of them went back to their homelands and have worked to restore some modicum of order to their vassal status. Others have went to other cities adding to them their legends and ways of their people. In the end those great tribes that King Asherah of Asherah sought to destroy and turn into the muscle and sinew of his empire were transformed into those who might some day oppose him. This thought tickled Urru's father greatly. But to Urru the Great city was revolting. The buildings made from mud and earth brick looked to him like buildings made from the flesh of the slaves captured for service of the king. Save the great plaza and alter where after the king's wars the best that were captured were brought forth to be sold as Chattel. Urru wore a tunic made of skins and simple pants of linen. But he walked up the stairs of Marble lined with copper and Brass. To those who frequent the slave auction his site walking those stairs was not shocking but to the others of status in the Kingdom of Asherah his presence was jarring. These other were men who served in his armies till they could fight no more. The others who sat around him were dressed in fineries. They like Rauni ,the father of Urru, they held estates outside the city but they joined with the king in looting and pillaging neighboring tribes. None of them were more then 2 days ride outside the Journey Urru took was some 7 days outside ride from the city. These men had even begun to build reflections of the great city along the roads. They were reflections of the perverted city of Asherah. The marble benches were never comfortable to him so he brought a few hides to sit upon. It caused a grumbling amongst those men who sat on the marble benches with him. In the pits were people of less means and status dressed as well or worse then Urru looking at him without an understanding of who he was and why he was there. He would often look into their eyes and see their anger, confusion, jealousy, and righteous indignation. Urru has been coming since he was of the age to make judgments and be held accountable under the laws of the king of Asherah. He was chosen to do this task by his father because he could judge the best value of a thing, and because Rauni knew when a new King Asherah of Asherah would come it would be his son's duty to trade with him and expand the family business. So Urru honored the word of his father Rauni and sat and made the horrible business his business, and he did these things that he hated to do. What made him hate it most of all was that he was better at it then his father. He traded Horses and all manner of beasts of the field for his father but he was always the best at making trades of men who lost their freedom at the cruel hand of King Asherah of Asherah. He bested the slave master 6 times and bested the men who sat around him. Picking his slaves and pushing the bids at the right time with the right amounts. The reason Urru was skilled is because to the men of status who were looking for the same slaves they did not view this purchase as a way to improve their land, but as a demonstration of their status. Those who had come their often he learned how to play their weaknesses more then once. And a newcomer rarely got the better of him. When Urru had a surplus of money he wondered what he would do with the extra that came from his father. His father wisely let him keep what he earned by his skill to do with as he saw fit. He wondered if perhaps it would serve him best to be dressed like one of the fools he competed with in the purchase of men who were condemned to the life of an Animal. Urru's thought's were broken of the words of the slave master. “In the campaigns against the people of the Northland's this one we captured was the most special of all. Though her back is covered in wound's and scars one would look at her face and eyes to see she comes from healthy stock. Though she would be ill fit or birthing sons or even daughters she would be fit flesh to use for any other desire a man might have.” Urru raised his hand as the slave was brought before him. Her eyes were cast in a deep and metallic blue. Her hair was white as the mountain snow. Her flesh was touched with curves and the marks of physical womanly beauty. “Can you turn her to her back?” The servants moved her roughly by her iron chains he looked at the scars on her back. He traced them with his first finger to feel their depth and texture. He motions to the servant to turn her around. “Can you speak ?” He motioned with his hands to indicate a need for speech. Her fingers clawed at the Iron collar. He noted that the iron was cold and unusual and restraining her throat. He motioned to the servant to bring the slave master to him. “You have taken from her speech, it is obvious by the collar. And these wounds on her back are obviously not any wounds brought by soldiers in war but are the act of some kind of sadist. Surely you are not going to sully this place with an auction of such patently damaged property. Even these fools beside me wouldn't be fooled. Do you want to make such damaged property a scrap to defraud the dupes who purchase from the pits?” The slave master held tight to his staff “You did not check all over her body, this prize is unlike any other you will ever find.” He stood up and took his coin purse and flipped through it. “I have already found my assigned number of servants for my father and his lands. And I have once again done so with a surplus of money for my father. Surely you could take pride in saying you parted with my every coin and make that enough to take this one from you and prevent the shame from coming to of parting fools from their money.” The slave master stroked his beard. “I suppose I could sell her to you at a discount if we tell no one of this.” Urru smiled, as he knew the slave master to be many things he was most importantly a vain man. “ Then we have have an agreement.” the two men shook hands and the servants took her to his cart. “The special prize has been purchased by a buyer , purchased at an unequal price.” the slave master concluded the auction and Urru went to the scribes and took his seal and cast the right to the slaves he had purchased into the law and records of Asherah. The scribes dutifully took the names down and made the seals of manumission for each slave including the last which they all snickered at. “What is so funny?” he asked and the head scribe simply smiled. “This is a special slave I am just surprised to see you would pay for this one.” He took the seal for her freedom and he turned to the lead scribe. “The collar around her neck seems to be doing her harm and injury, why did she not have a leather collar?” The head scribe looked at the contract and paperwork. “She broke bindings of every sort but iron and when she was bound in iron she became passive. It is not unusual for the Northern women to have such strength. This one also has to herself an alien quality and vitality.” Urru nodded at what seemed to be a plausible explanation. “Can I have a key to the chains? And to the collars?” the clerks looked through the papers and contracts. A feeling of fear came over them. As they read through them. “It would seem that they were lost in the shipment from the northland.” Urru raised a strong and firm voice. “Then would it not be fair and equitable that I be granted enough coin in return that I can remove the bindings from this slave. Or do I need to bring this before the bar of King Asherah of Asherah?” The clerks were awkward and talked to themselves in the tongue of Asherah. “It would seem that we did not lose them, it would seem that the slave master was holding them to try to get more money from you. But I would see no need to bring this dispute before King Asherah of Asherah Urru son of Rauni.” Urru smiled at them. “Are you worried I would take the business of being slave master from your master in court? For this violation I could most certainly call upon that right under the ovenant of Asherah. While I cannot read the script of Asherah yet my father has taught me the laws of the court of King Asherah of Asherah. And I wouldn't gamble on my skills as a merchant being unable to translate to the bar of King Asherah of Asherah.” The chief clerk spoke to the slave master and quickly returned with a box. In it were a set of Iron keys. In all likelyhood melting the iron of the chains and collar would pay him back for this impulsive purchase.

Outline Update

Part 1-A:
The main character meets an "Angel" who is trapped in a physical form. Saving the "Angel" the character is deemed worthy of meeting with God. The saving of the "angel" seems relatively trivial
Characters:
The Main Character
The Farm Boy who comes to a city thats shades of Soddom and Gamorra with heaping helpings of Hong Kong and New York to buy some slaves to turn into indentured servants on the family Farm
The Angel:
A Hemaproditic Angel (who appears feminine) The MC buys him because he was able to get the slaves on a discount and this was a surplus of funds
Part 1-B:
The Angel tries to tempt him into accepting a Payment (First with base physiological needs: Sex, Food, and Wine. Second with great wealth and treasurer. Third with Glory. And last with offers of power.) for its Freedom. The MC refuses
Part 1-C:
The Angel reveals its true nature to the MC and says that it cannot allow this act to transpire without a payment. And that he will help him see his master who shall reward him.
Part 2:
The MC is also given sufficient resources to have guardians to go meet with god And assemble a party of Guardians. One of them from each religious group mentioned bellow. 2 men and 2 women of appropriate Fantasy genre type
Part 3 They commit to their Heroic Journey
Part 4-?? They travel through the city of the false gods and are tempted by one of the false gods. A member of the guardians falls to temptation. (Their will be a god to parallel Jesus, Muhammad, Buddha, Vishnu, and "Traditional Chinese Gods" at a minimum) The MC meets the Demon King (ruler of the city of the gods) who tempts him to join him. When he fails he sends him to meet god.
Part X. The Hero meets god, confronts him and god gives him the sacred knowledge
Part Q. The Hero is then given the Dilemma: Men will confuse, misuse, and all and all screw up the message. Including him as a new prophet. He will end up creating another false god to be worshiped. So he can be a prophet, or he can go find another way to use this knowledge
Part E. The Hero rejects the path of the Prophet and takes the wisdom of god and leads the people another way. He starts the beginning of a new golden age of enlightened philosophy. Which will lead to a break from the sword and sorcery world they are in (in the fullness of time)

Saturday, October 30, 2010

The Story Outline

My Plot Idea goes a little something like this

Part 1:
The main character meets an "Angel" who is trapped in a physical form. Saving the "Angel" the character is deemed worthy of meeting with God. The saving of the "angel" seems relatively trivial
Part 2:
The Hero is also given sufficient resources to have guardians to go meet with god And assemble a party of Guardians
Part 3 They commit to their Heroic Journey
Part 4-?? They travel through the city of the false gods and are tempted by one of the false gods. A member of the guardians falls to temptation. (Their will be a god to parallel Jesus, Muhammad, Buddha, Vishnu, and "Traditional Chinese Gods" at a minimum)
Part X. The Hero Hero meets god, confronts him and god gives him the sacred knowledge
Part Q. The Hero is then given the Dilemma: Men will confuse, misuse, and all and all screw up the message. Including him as a new prophet. He will end up creating another false god to be worshiped. So he can be a prophet, or he can go find another way to use this knowledge
Part E. The Hero rejects the path of the Prophet and takes the wisdom of god and leads the people another way. He starts the beginning of a new golden age of enlightened philosophy. Which will lead to a break from the sword and sorcery world they are in (in the fullness of time)

So I got into NaNoWriMo

I am an Insane Nerd, but you all knew this.

This blog will detail my process