This monologue will be based around the Riven game soundtrack by Robyn Miller. It's all instrumental--very haunting and beautiful.
I've had a headache since yesterday, and while it's alright now, I'm just hoping it won't flare up again. But I do have to do these monologues today, otherwise I'll get so far behind I won't be able to catch up.
The story is about a prince, who was jailed for heresy and for trying to murder his father. Locked up for years, he lived on whatever the guards gave him--if they themselves did not force him to watch as they ate his meals in front of him. They gave him just enough to stay alive.
He did not believe in the religion his father so blindly followed--his father, who made decisions of war based on auguries and prophecies, and blamed himself if he failed. His father who, having been told his wife was a demon by the priests, killed her in cold blood.
Erdamos hated his father for being so weak; for believing without thinking. His father's soldiers murdered thousands upon thousands of innocents based upon the word of the priests.
One day, he watched his father go to war based upon a reading of sheep's entrails, and he took his dagger and stabbed his father to death. The High Priest, still covered in blood from his augury, screamed at the guards until his voice was broken and his face was a dull, mottled red, and Erdamos was thrown in prison.
He was eventually rescued by sympathisers... but by then it was too late. The kingdom, once stable and flourishing, was barely recognisable. He learned that the priests, with no knowledge of how economics or royal politics worked, had torn it apart. Civil war had erupted, and in one fell blow the people of his forefathers were scattered and fighting.
So he left; he could not bear to see what had happened. In this monologue, he's telling his story.
Download Day 21: The Prince of Nothing
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