The Road to PARTIZAN 11: Summary & Recap

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Welcome to the final episode of the Road to PARTIZAN. This week, Dre, Jack, and Austin talk through and discuss through the entirely timeline of events, reflecting the events of the past 10 weeks of play and as outlined during the Microscope games from the past two weeks. For your convenience, we’ve added the Microscope timeline below to help you follow along. There are even a few new events added to round a few things out and fill in a few key details.

Whether you’re a new Friends at the Table fan listening for a quick snapshot of the lore leading to PARTIZAN, or if you’re hoping to remind yourself of everything that happened on the way here, thanks for listening! I hope you’re looking forward to next week’s episode, PARTIZAN 00, as much as we are!

Roll20 screenshot of the timeline made in this episode.

This week on the Road to PARTIZAN: Summary and Recap

////PARTIZAN PALACE DATE ENTRY | 100 P.M. 03 43 \\\\

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///OPERATION: CHOOSE SECTION: ANNOUNCEMENTS && PLATFORM | DISPLAY TOP RESULT\\\

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//WELCOME TO THE PALACE\\

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/OPERATION: EXTRACT KEY QUOTES | BULLET FORM\

The Palace offers all citizens of the Divine Principality access to verified news, information, and advice through any terminal device. Designed by Stel Columnar’s most advanced technicians, built by the sharpest materials engineers in Stel Orion, spread through Divinity with speed only achievable by the fleets of Stel Apostolos, filled by Stel Kesh with the knowledge and history of countless generations, and operated by the firm and caring hand of Stel Nideo, the Palace represents the breadth of Divine ingenuity and aptitude. Information on The Palace will always be perfectly reliable, thanks to teams of researchers, recorders, and adjusters dispatched across the galaxy. Additional features include local almanac data, key scholarly texts, and a liturgical calendar. Whether you'd like to pursue a vocation with the Palace, submit a feature request, or want to report questionable material, simply travel to your local Palace office and administrators will be happy to assist.

Opening

Cynosure: A declaration to All Divinity in this—

Dahlia: —in this, the year 1418—

Cynosure: —of its Perfect Millennium.

Dahlia: My name is Dahlia.

Cynosure: My name is Cynosure Kesh.

Dahlia and Cynosure: And today I die, so that I may rise again as the Living Princept of all space and the material instantiation of the will of our people.

Cynosure: As is demanded, I offer this final testament of service:

Dahlia: I will that Dahlia’s victory at Torru be inherited by Ker’asilia, as it was kers skill and fortitude that won that day.

Cynosure: I will that the praise offered to Cynosure’s collection of verse, In All Days, the Sun Second, be granted to Fiona Anthelion the Eighth, whose composure and aplomb breathed life into his words.

Dahlia: I will that their title as Six-Fold Champion be bequeathed to the elect Licania, whose might and honor in the tournament lifted the field, whole.

Cynosure: I will that his unifying efforts in the Kesh-Coronet Trade Dispute of 1390 be passed to the elect Rye, who, though a rival in those proceedings, assured a most harmonious outcome for the Principality writ large. I will that all remaining assets and acclaim be reclaimed by the true masters of Divinity, her noble citizens.

Dahlia: Her noble citizens.

Cynosure: And in my first act as the True Living Princept, I say this—

Dahlia: I say this: It is time to right the wrongs perpetrated by the corrupt elites of Divinity—

Cynosure: —and reject the disunionist lies of the False Princept. I vow this—

Dahlia: I vow this: In my reign, we will retake our homes, and—

Cynosure: From the People’s Throne, I will usher in a new age, a new Millennium:

Dahlia: The Millennium—

Cynosure: —of Peace.

Dahlia: —of Glory.

Closing

Exigency Register A-TM-V-742 - Total Record of Events, Entry 394.

Well. If the doctors are to be believed, this will be my final record.

For all the damn good it'll do: I think the only thing that’ll ever hear me at this point is whatever the hell they’re calling that damned machine these days.

If you have listened to the rest of these then you already have a list of my mistakes as long as the last few decades that it took me to record ‘em. The people I let down. The… well, I don’t think you need a precis on all the mistakes I’ve made but, I figured, maybe before I go, maybe it’s worth pulling something together.

See, I spent my life believing that I was fighting for justice, because in my mind justice was inevitable. Actually, maybe it’s more fair to say that I believed justice was inevitability itself. Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t think it in those words, but… the engine of history was on a track, and whatever stops it made along the way, whatever twists it took, it moved towards equality, freedom, justice. And so I spent my life devoted to keeping those tracks well greased and in place.

And then one day, I saw that I was wrong. I didn’t want to believe, even now I don’t want to believe, but on nights like this, I look around and I see the foundations being laid for ill houses. And it makes me certain: the only thing that guides the tracks of history is power.

So on the long shot chance that someone other than an indifferent machine hears this? Then do me a favor. The inevitable engine of history? Derail the son of a bitch.

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