Asmark’s Diary
part 21: The Council of the Realms
in Brave New Worlds
Goat 3659 – Absinthe
Flora was trying to organise a summit
meeting. She had a venue in mind. It is in the Far Realm of Babylon. I haven’t
actually been to the place but I understand that it is very popular with the
Royal family. She suggested a trip to
Before proceeding any further we discussed
the matter with Bleys. He insisted that we should only agree on a time and a
place. Everything else should be left to the summit itself. The only other
point that we might discuss is the seating plan. Bleys insists that Fiona must
be seated between two of us. He says that I will be our lead negotiator. I take
this as meaning that he will trust Fiona’s safety only to a close guard by
21st Goat 3659
Not longer after this Peter trumped
Aylwin then trumped Anya through. Anya was dressed in an evening dress that seemed to be made
of sewn together leaf skeletons; rather fetching. She was looking in far better
health than when I saw her at Clarence’s funeral. The only time I have seen her
since was at the Redrawing and I didn’t have the leisure to pay her any
attention. Being away from Clarissa seems to suit her. I cannot say I am
surprised.
Peter trumped through
In the foyer, we met a man called Omar.
According to Peter, he was a friend of Alaric’s. I realised that I had seen him
at the Redrawing. He started by expressing an interest in trade between realms
(odd we were only intending to trade with our own shadows), and went on to say
that he had a message from Dark. Flora clearly did not want this discussed in
public.
Fiona took us to the “banqueting hall” which
is where she proposes we should have the meal. When we arrived there, I started
to sketch Omar to see what I can learn about him. The discussions continued
with Omar saying that Dark is keen to talk to everyone and is of the opinion
that there are too many Patterns. Flora asked Omar how he knew about Patterns,
and he replied that he has one in his own realm, Nur.
There was then a long speculative discussion
of the likely weeding out of the Patterns, and to what extent and in what way
we can influence this. There seems to be a consensus that it will happen anyway
and needs to be managed. What is in doubt are the
precise mechanisms by which it can be managed, and which realms must be
sacrificed. I foresee a lot of problems, especially with the latter question.
Worryingly it seems that Dark is currently
in
We returned to discussions of the summit.
Flora wanted Omar to leave but
It seems that there are currently 16 worlds.
However it seems that this includes semi-realms like Nur
and shadows like Sierra Nigra. Without knowing
precisely what is included the figure is not very useful. There are six known
full-Pattern realms: Absinthe, Amber, Angtharrod,
Argent, Ellas and the Weald. At least Nur is a lesser-Pattern realm and it is speculated the Mirabeau and Amethyst still exist in some form (or have been
recreated by their former rulers). There are at least two new shadows (Sierra Nigra and Cerenia). That leaves
five worlds unaccounted for.
Flora had spent some time telling us how
wonderful the food was, without actually calling for any of it. We were then
given menus in the local language. This was alright for
We agreed that the full meeting will be on
New Year’s Day in this hotel. The discussion actually covers a number of topics
that are beyond what Bleys calls “only subjects for discussion”, however I
assume that he will accept the necessity of security and the irrelevance of the
table dressing.
By the time this was all over, I had
completed a reasonable first draft trump sketch. I was being discreet about it,
I had no illusions that the more perceptive present would notice. Towards the
end, I had a brief contact, the sketch working as a trump. The impression I got
was dark and sinister. There is something about this man that we need to be
very wary of.
Peter invited me (and others) to accompany
him on a trip to Faerie, seeking Benedict. It seems wise that Absinthe should
be represented in case it is successful. There seemed no point in returning to
Absinthe as the trip starts in a day or two. I did a little exploring of
Ann asked me to give her greetings to her
“mother-in-law”, apparently she is Alaric’s widow. I
naturally agreed to.
Ann is familiar with
the place and shows some of us around. In the early evening we went to some
sort of religious service, then to a theatrical performance at the Comedié Français, and finally to
a club called the Moulin Rouge.
The next day we were
visiting a religious building called Sacré Coeur when
we ran into