"I explained that weakness is something sooner or later we have to learn to accept, as it is inherent to mortality."
"Sooner or later we all confront ourselves with a task beyond our possibilities. No matter how strong we are."
*This woman is wise*
"He claimed that it resides in warfare. I then posed him a question.."
"Three great man face each other. Where does strength lie? In the warrior who kills countless men? In the king with a purse big enough to purchase his services? Or in the silent blade of the assassin who may slay the king in his sleep?"
*Brute, Political, Determination*
"Who lives? Who dies?"
*The being that gets to make that choice surely has all the power they ever need*
"...tis quite difficult to see just where true strength does lie. A year ago I may even had said the King. But in recent months, even gods die and I witness the death of one myself. Although, prehaps true strength lies within ones will."
"I think... strength lies anywhere and nowhere.
I would say a fraction of it is true might.
The rest is what people perceive as powerful.
Gold is powerful because we put value in it.
A king is powerful because he has subjects who follow him."
*She's perceptive as well as insightful*
"Power rise and fall..it always does."
"...you are not too far off. In fact... power without purpose goes as far as a carriage with square wheels."
*Who is this woman!*
"Aye, sorta like a persons dreams..dreams without goals..is just a dream. But you make a good point. Anywhere and nowhere."
"Well..I surely dont mean to keep you up. You have my Thanks for the packages you sent. They have been most helpful. Knowledge...thats a power welcoming."
"Oh, it was a pleasure talking to you...And Knowledge is a power that doesn't dim when shared. Quite the contrary."
I am asked what strength is. Strength is the ability to not do to others only the things that were done to you. It is said, that you should “do unto others as you would have them do unto you”, but strength takes that even further and says, "I can give more than what I received in life, I can be more than those who gave me little, I can do more for others than what was done for me." Strength, though well aware of the pain that is aroused by drawing from a well that is not naturally replenished by others, continues to replenish that well so that it may draw from those beautiful innate waters, so that it may give to others even those things that were not given unto it.
"Why didn't you ask her what she meant by power?"
"Because power is what everyone themselves think it to be"
"I think you were on to something when you said it was the will."
"A persons will, a persons determination measures their true extent of power.."
"look at that beetle..."
*After a brief moment and reflexive reactions, the beetle laid dead with a few darts piercing its body.*
"You wanted me to look at the beetle."
"Aye and you brought it down before it could slip into the gates"
"Before you could get a word out too."
"The question is, who was in control of power..you holding the darts that killed the beasts , or the man that made you look at the beast that lead you to slay it without him lifting a finger?"
"Everyone had a piece."
"Good answer...Everyone in their own ways..holds power."
True strength? There is no conflict with vulnerability or humility. Indeed, vulnerability and humility are essential here, and ultimately what makes strength true. One does not don the mask of strength in response to fear, which is a con, like those crazy small reptiles that stand up on their hind legs and spread useless wings to intimidate as a last resort. You stand there in self-respect for fok sake and take it with some courage, responding in accordance with your honest values, taking sincere responsibility for them. Stand up for who you truly are, not the image you would like to sell, nor shrink to fit into the false harmony around you.
If ever someone asked the bartender of the Broken Goblet about Candlekeep, he was tell you..
"Thy Keep is far mor' then a mer' library of books and knowledge that I promise. Speakin with the folks over there is dangerous but also insightful. Ye be sure one thing after yer had a chat with the Lady of the Keep, the lass learn of you as well as learn you."
As The bartender of the Broken Goblet left the long path that lead to Candlekeep, he couldn't help but think of the Archdruid given advise if he was ever to meet the Lady of the Keep.
"Tell her you have a inkless Quill"
*That bloody green cheeky bastard. Almost did it...out of curiosity*