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  <title>don't write in starlight</title>
  <subtitle>the words may come out real</subtitle>
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  <updated>2007-09-12T20:59:28Z</updated>
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    <title>Character building: Luca Venazie</title>
    <published>2007-09-12T20:59:28Z</published>
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    <content type="html">A journal of sorts, a medieval case study, by a newish character of mine. Probably not terribly accurate in terms of period styles and attitudes, but it works for the manner in which the playing is being done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why Luca signs his 'scientific' studies as you would a letter. Maybe because he's an egomaniac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears that I have acquired a new subject. I very nearly lost my temper and snapped at Andre when he brought me to him. It is good that I did not; it is never beneficial to lose one's temper in the presence of inferiors, and what's more, the man may have more potential than I first thought.&lt;br /&gt;We often take foreigners, and even those that others might deem rendered useless, for the city healers protest less when I send a man to claim a patient for my estate healers. This man, however, seemed a waste of Andre's efforts and my coin, for he is as small as a child, with a pale, unhealthy cast to his skin, and a deformed foot to boot. To put it bluntly, he did not look as if he would last a day.&lt;br /&gt;I was reassured, though, when he woke, for his eyes held a hard, intelligent look, and he was unexpectedly alert in spite of the city healers' abominable drugs. He does not wish to take any more drugs, and told us this through his nose--a dreadfully irritating manner of speech. Perhaps, if my primary work with him goes well, I may find the time to break him of it.&lt;br /&gt;He is not so terribly ill; the healers in the city truly are a pack of incompetents, and whatever goddess gave them her blessing is as well.&lt;br /&gt;I shall have my servants give him a drought to make him sleep, and he will be moved to his new quarters.&lt;br /&gt;He will tell us nothing of himself, which I find promising. I will know all before long, but it shows potential.&lt;br /&gt;I should reward Andre. His eye was sharper than mine today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optimistically,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Luca Venazie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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