Before I decided to reply to this I thought long and hard as My Brother had asked Me to do. I closed My eyes and envisioned what it felt like to have the broad shoulders to carry the weight of the entire Family on My back as Raziel, and Ubar often do. To comprehend the weight I thought of how many bosk were out on the plains, and how many people, Free, and slave alike were about Tuchuk, and what it meant to have their own welfare, hopes, and dreams all piled up, and then to carry them not only through the best of times, but through the hardest, and most painful.
I am, and always have been a natural born leader. Through one reason or another, I have been thrust into a command role, or out of necessity taken it upon my own shoulders to bear the burden, but seldom if ever have I taken on such an arduous task as what it means to be leader here on Gor. I, desiring to be a proper role-model attempt to act as if I am a true Male of Gor. One of the Scarlet Caste, a Warrior, and for the past year + I have been a Tuchuk. I know I am often seen as a hard ass, someone who at times may seem unapproachable, or uncaring, where this is simply untrue, I am simply attempting to react in a manner that is Gorean. I have attempted, at times successfully, at others not, but attempted all the same to Master first myself. I believe that before one is capable of taming a slave they must first know they are capable of being in control of themselves, and I maintain how important this can be. I am not known to coddle slaves, but am quick with a compliment in situations warranting one. I am free with my knowledge of Gor, my love for this world complete, and my love for my family powerful. This is why I try and maintain what I feel Gor, and Tuchuk represent, each enigmas, and our leadership in turn are enigmas.
Raziel, in you there is a man that I am honored to attempt to emulate. Your steadfast, and when needed iron-fist approach to Tuchuk life. You have turned and faced your demons, and in turn have shown your inner tenacity. In a time where Gor is filled with chest beating, self-absorbed so-called Ubars, and more topping-from the bottoming slaves then fallen Kassar after a battle with Tuchuk forces, you stand apart as a Man of Honor, of integrity, and should the call come from Odin, I will gladly go knowing that you will someday join me in the Great Hall, where Warriors are Honored forever, and ever.
Ragnar, in turn as I have said to Raziel, I am honored to have such stalwart leadership in you. You have been through times of trouble, and yet you have endured. You are truly the Ubar-San, having never compromised your personal views even when they were unpopular, ever vigilant in protecting your people. You tie both old Gorean ways, with newer ways, trying to bring together two cultural, and social contrasting groups of people, who in many ways are fervent about their personal favorite of the two. Born of Torvaldsland, and Ubar of Tuchuk, you have been nothing but supportive of me since I came asking to be part of your Home. As I have said many times before, I, am Honored…
To the rest of my family, to those of Council, Free Man, Free Woman, and slave alike, each of you have a place within me. When I dream, I dream of the Turian plains, and I dream of you. Know you are always loved, and will always be loved even should I fall, know I smile looking down on you from Odin’s Hall…
~Dylan~
~Askari~
~Warrior Poet~
