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<blockquote data-quote="SooperSmurph" data-source="post: 66078" data-attributes="member: 3901"><p>A mountain rose before them, so great in size that nothing could be seen beyond it. The Eldest searched and found a cave that lead to the heart of the mountain, learning much of the ways of the earth as he traveled to the other side. The Youngest threw himself into the mountain passes to challenge the beasts and elements, and his choice rewarded him with the battles and thrills he desired. The Middle brother sought to pay homage to the mountain, and climbed to its very peak, leaving one of his favored knives as tribute to the mountain's majesty, and on the way down the other side his footing was so sure that he strode calmly from peak to where his brothers wait, never being given cause to bend or reach.</p><p> </p><p>The brothers conquered many obstacles, each in their own unique way, until finally they came to a great lake whose waters were so still they were a formed a perfect mirror. Their images rose from the waters without becoming wet, and stepped ashore. Their Eldest, indistinguishable from the real man, spoke. "You have won over all other tests, now you must win over yourselves, prepare to do battle." He circled his quarry, and the true brother did likewise, each searching the other for weak points before rushing to strike. The Youngest launched himself at his opponent without hesitation, the two becoming a blur of skin and red. The Middle brother spoke to his image, "I am honored to have you as my opponent, and by this test the spirits have chosen to give us, out of respect for their wisdom, I offer you the first blow." His image nodded its respect, regret plain in its eyes for not beating the original to the offer. He struck the first blow with all his might, then waited for the original to steady himself before engaging him as an equal.</p><p> </p><p>After a great battle, the mirror images vanished, leaving only the bloodied brothers behind, tested to their very limits by their own strengths. The spirits of their ancestors appeared before them, their grandmothers and grandfathers and theirs, and they asked what would bring the brothers to endure such hardship. Wisdom and Glory, said the Eldest and Youngest, but what about the Middle brother? "Our people need guidance, and I cannot call myself a man if I do not return to them with the truth." Once again the two polar siblings were shamed by their typical behavior, relinquishing their personal requests and standing behind their brother to seek the true path for their people. One of the oldest spirits came forward, mother of mothers, grandmother of grandmothers, and the three dropped to their knees with the weight of ancient wisdom that accompanied her presence.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="SooperSmurph, post: 66078, member: 3901"] A mountain rose before them, so great in size that nothing could be seen beyond it. The Eldest searched and found a cave that lead to the heart of the mountain, learning much of the ways of the earth as he traveled to the other side. The Youngest threw himself into the mountain passes to challenge the beasts and elements, and his choice rewarded him with the battles and thrills he desired. The Middle brother sought to pay homage to the mountain, and climbed to its very peak, leaving one of his favored knives as tribute to the mountain's majesty, and on the way down the other side his footing was so sure that he strode calmly from peak to where his brothers wait, never being given cause to bend or reach. The brothers conquered many obstacles, each in their own unique way, until finally they came to a great lake whose waters were so still they were a formed a perfect mirror. Their images rose from the waters without becoming wet, and stepped ashore. Their Eldest, indistinguishable from the real man, spoke. "You have won over all other tests, now you must win over yourselves, prepare to do battle." He circled his quarry, and the true brother did likewise, each searching the other for weak points before rushing to strike. The Youngest launched himself at his opponent without hesitation, the two becoming a blur of skin and red. The Middle brother spoke to his image, "I am honored to have you as my opponent, and by this test the spirits have chosen to give us, out of respect for their wisdom, I offer you the first blow." His image nodded its respect, regret plain in its eyes for not beating the original to the offer. He struck the first blow with all his might, then waited for the original to steady himself before engaging him as an equal. After a great battle, the mirror images vanished, leaving only the bloodied brothers behind, tested to their very limits by their own strengths. The spirits of their ancestors appeared before them, their grandmothers and grandfathers and theirs, and they asked what would bring the brothers to endure such hardship. Wisdom and Glory, said the Eldest and Youngest, but what about the Middle brother? "Our people need guidance, and I cannot call myself a man if I do not return to them with the truth." Once again the two polar siblings were shamed by their typical behavior, relinquishing their personal requests and standing behind their brother to seek the true path for their people. One of the oldest spirits came forward, mother of mothers, grandmother of grandmothers, and the three dropped to their knees with the weight of ancient wisdom that accompanied her presence. [/QUOTE]
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