On Patience and Idealism

At long last we seem ready to actually start this so-called Trial of Justice. I almost feel badly about my desire to just get on with it. I understand what an honor this is and how significant an experience it is for dragons and I’m trying to be mindful of that it’s just hard to focus knowing everything else that’s waiting to be done once this is over. It’s funny now that I actually think about it. On a hunt I completely grasp the importance of patience. Hells the downtime doesn’t even get to me when I’ve got a tangible goal to focus on. In a professional capacity I have spent a fair amount of time hiding in a variety of dank and otherwise unpleasant places waiting for various quarries to come to me. So much so that I have opinions on things that few outside of morticians and the odd grave domain cleric would have opinions on. (For any future reader who might be curious, Cuthbert’s of Relonia and Thelwyck Brothers of Zelifryxx made the most comfortable gnome/child sized coffins I’ve personally ever had the pleasure of lurking in. I’m not kidding. I very nearly nodded off hiding in a Thelwyck Brothers waiting for a ghast to come back to its lair one time. That might be the only time in recorded history anyone has ever been genuinely grateful to have caught a whiff of au de ghast.)
 
In other matters though, patience becomes an almost alien concept to me. It felt that way the entire time I was learning to use my sorcery. Rationally I understood that the process would take time but that didn’t make it any easier to bear. Maybe it has something to do with the end goal being more nebulous or harder to define. Crouched in a coffin waiting for a beastie to come home to what it doesn’t realize is about to be its last meal has a very tangible end goal. Unless the monster has caught on to the fact that it’s being hunted and moved lairs, it will eventually come home and can be dealt with. Something like mastering a newfound set of abilities or this Trial of Justice as goals feel a bit less clear cut somehow. Maybe that’s where my impatience comes in. I think once I’m on the ground in Matron Sorrow this will all begin to feel a bit more real and hopefully that will help me get out of my head. Of course there are decisions that need to be made before that can happen.
 
When I was assigned Gold for the type of dragon I evidently remind people of the five ideals I was given to meditate on were Foresight, Restraint, Stewardship, Objectivity, Isolation and Sovereignty. For this trial I’m to state one that I plan to embody on the quest. (Perhaps I’m lacking in the foresight department but I’d have thought seeing which one was most applicable once we see the facts of the thing would make the most sense) I believe I’m going to go with objectivity in the end. This place seems like a political powder keg and will likely require some level of compromise and finagling if we’re to come up with a solution the region can live with and logic is more of an aid there than emotion will be. We’ll see how it goes.