Andrew Michael Miller's Thought Backlog
Writer and working Agile professional. Author of Pancho's Fall.
Through the vast history of Caelon, there is no more well-known symbol of healing than the outstretched arm of Lady Gailavira, the mender. Of the original companions of the First Son, known today as the Ten Saints, Gailavira's legacy has traveled far and wide throughout the years, with portraits and statues in her honor in many cities throughout the land. But what makes Saint Gailavira such a revered figure in the lore of both Torian and Warathi beliefs?
Approximately 120 miles upriver from Casa Buraca, past other small settlements of Esken and Cinoca, lies an unassuming little town called Colena. Nestled on a hill in the mountain valley, Colena traces its roots back to the expeditions out of the White Walled City. The history of exactly who the first settlers to the area were are not recorded locally, and the town's remote location between mountains too tall to traverse offers little evidence as well. Because of the geographical distance between it and any major hold on the peninsula, Colena's origins are vague in public records as well.
The Gorzova region of Caelon is well known for many things that give it its reputation of charming, peaceful and quiet, but perhaps it best well known throughout the world for its excellent wines and vineyards. The city of Gorzova, from which the region derives its name, is not ruled by a single monarch, but is instead governed by a Torian bishop, appointed by the church in Torium, which lies directly across Lago Nero.
The following is the latest in an ongoing communication between two clerics, Professor Cesario de Torium and Professor Recamundus de Gelgadongo. Most recently, the gauntlet has been thrown off and the pleasantries of their profession have all but disappeared, leaving only scarcely concealed candor. What started as a request by Prof. Recamundus for Prof. Cesario to denounce his poem that painted a criminal, in the land of Caelon near Prof. Recamundus, in a somewhat sympathetic light, now has devolved to spiteful critiques of each other's character and body of work.
