Temat: Donation - Po co te darowizny?

Edowir: Daraman was a sage with ambition, that is for sure. His philosophy centered around the idea that by controlling yourself you could improve yourself. The closer you are coming to perfection,the closer you are to ascension to divinity.

Kasmir: Daraman travelled the world and learned the secrets of the ancients. At last he learned the secret of ascension and founded his philosophy.

Malor: Of all human liars and schemers he was the worst. This self-styled prophet single-handedly managed to disunite my race and to spark a bloody civil war. ...
Malor: If somebody fulfilled a wish for me for a change I would bring him back to life and make him pay.

Melchior: Daraman was a holy man, a true prophet. He showed us how we can master grief and affliction through dignity and brotherliness. It is a shame I only came to fully appreciate his teachingswhen fate had cast me into darkness.


Responding to other words:
"ascension":
Kasmir: Daraman had a vision that all mortals are able to ascend to heaven, becoming celestial beings.

"philosophy":
Kasmir: Daraman led his followers to this promised land to follow his teachings. It was named Darama after him later.

"efreet":
Malor: We are djinn! The true djinn! Those who have not let themselves be fooled by the silver-tongued blathering of that perfidious snake called Daraman. he name when he acceded to the throne.

* Darashia, Eastern Guildhall

* Darashia, Western Guildhall

That was the time when Daraman was captured by the djinns while he was fasting and meditating in the desert. They put him in heavy chains and brought him before Gabel's throne. There the old man stood, all haggard and torn, amidst the splendour of the djinns' court. And the djinns started teasing and tormenting the human with a thousand malicious tricks, trying to strike terror in his heart. But frail and crippled though he was, Daraman never so much as flinched under the pain, and his will could not be broken. Finally Malor, who was the most vicious and godless of the djinn, lost his patience and raised his hand to strike the final blow. But lo!, just when his deadly scimitar was about to strike the prisoner down Gabel's voice thundered through the hall, ordering Malor to stop. And though mighty Malor trembled with anger and spite, he did not dare challenge his king's authority.

Gabel was curious about the strange human who did not seem to know pain or fear. He approached him and asked him if he did not feel any pain. Daraman answered that the pain of the body was nothing compared to the pain of the soul. So Gabel asked Daraman if he was not afraid. And the prophet said the famous words: "The fear of death is but a trifle compared to the fear of life." So Gabel, who was more and more intrigued by the human, asked him whether he did not care at all about his life? Daraman just looked into the mighty djinn king's eyes, and a brief smile shone on his lips. And after a long pause he spoke thus: "I am an old man and I have but little to lose, mylord. But your race has much to gain, for it lives in darkness." When he said those words many djinns were outraged by the human's apparent lack of respect. And if Gabel had not stopped them the prophet would have been killed on spot.

And so it came to pass that Gabel, the mighty king of the djinns, took interest in Daraman. Here was something that he, who had seen so many things, could simply not understand, and he was determined to find out more about it. In the beginning he was still convinced that the prophet, like all other humans, was driven by a secret weakness, and he tried to use many other temptations to test the prophet. He clad the old man in silk and offered him a thousand gifts. But Daraman was as unimpressed by the djinns' fabulous wealth as he had been unimpressed by their tortures, and he politely rejected all gifts. And when Gabel finally asked him if he did not appreciate his gifts Daraman answered "Mylord, I am an old man who has little use for pretty baubles. And truly I have never valued a thing that could be bought for gold." It was then that Gabel realised that Daraman was indeed a holy man.

So it came to pass that Daraman, who had come to the djinns' court, became the king's guest and confidant. And even though many djinns disdained their king's new favourite Gabel increasingly sought Daraman's company. Every day they went to the Gabel's personal garden and talked for many hours. It turned out that Gabel, the mighty djinn king who had been the terror of the world for such a long time, was plagued by a terrible feeling inner void, and Daraman's infinite spiritual strength became a source of joy and of redemption for him. And so, day by day and week by week, their relationship slowly changed from one between prisoner and a king to one between a master and his disciple.

Gabel told Daraman of the visions and dreams that haunted him and asked Daraman for advice. So Daraman asked him to open up his soul for him to see. And Gabel opened his heart and soul to him. When Daraman had seen deep into Gabel's soul he understood the pain and the confusion that lay hidden deep inside it, and he wept bitter tears of pity for Gabel and for the whole of his race, for he saw that the djinn were a forlorn race that had been cast away by its creator. So full of divine compassion were his tears that they froze into immaculate gemstones of pure blue crystal as soon as they left his eyes. It is said that that springs of clear freshwater sprang forth from the earth wherever one of them hit the ground.

And finally he spoke to Gabel: "Alas! Truly thy race hath suffered! But there is hope, mylord, hope even for your race that has been deserted by its reckless creator!" And he went on to teach him the ways of abjuration and of enlightenment. And Gabel listened and learned, and when he saw the wisdom in Daraman's words he decided to renounce the old ways. And soon many others of his race embraced the holy words and became proselytes of Daraman's creed.

Daraman

Daraman jest wielkim bohaterem kontynentu Darama. Daraman prowadził pokojowe życie i skupiał się na rzeczach niematerialnych. Mówi się, że kiedyś był królem Darashii, Ankrahmun oraz Port Hope, czyli całego kontynentu Darama. Nie wiadomo co się z nim stało jednakże jest wielce prawdopodobne, że Daraman ciągle żyje i medytuje gdzieś pośrodku wielkich pustyń Daramy. Miał on wielki wpływ na sposób myślenia Djinnów.



Darashia, miasto z którego pochodził Daraman

Pewnego dnia Daraman został złapany przez Djinny kiedy to medytował i pościł na ogromnej pustyni gdzieś pomiędzy Ankrahum a Darashią. Został spętany ciężkimi łańcuchami i zaprowadzony przed oblicze króla Djinnów – Gabela. Sam Daraman był z wyglądu zwykłym pustelnikiem, jego podarty ubiór i wychudzone ciało kontrastowało z pięknymi budowlami Djinnów. Djinny rozpoczęły dręczyć pustelnika by zasiać grozę i trwogę w jego sercu. Lecz Daraman dzięki swojej silnej woli wyrobionej przez lata medytacji odpierał ataki magicznych Djinnów. W końcu Malor, który był najbardziej okrutny z Djinnów, stracił cierpliwość i uniósł rękę by zadać ostateczny cios. Jednakże kiedy jego zabójczy bułat miał już odciąć głowę wielkiego pustelnika, głos Gabela zabrzmiał donośnie w komnacie rozkazując Malorowi opuścić broń. Potężny Malor mimo tego, że przepełniony gniewem, posłuchał króla.

Gabel zaciekawił się Daramanem, który nie okazywał żadnego strachu czy bólu. Wystawiał go na wiele prób, próbował go przekupić ogromnymi bogactwami Djinnów, lecz ten odrzucał je równie łatwo co tortury. Z czasem Gabel zaczął traktować wielkiego Daramana jak swojego mistrza. Wiele razy Daraman niezwykle zadziwiał króla Djinnów, udzielając mu odpowiedzi na dręczącego go od wieków pytania.

Pewnego dnia Gabel opowiedział Daramanowi o wizjach i snach prześladujących go od wielu lat i zapytał się go o poradę. Wielki mędrzec poprosił króla o otwarcie jego duszy. I Gabel otworzył swoje serce i duszę dla niego. Kiedy Daraman spojrzał w głąb jego duszy, zrozumiał ból i zagubienie, które było w niej. Uronił wtedy gorzkie łzy współczucia dla Gabela i dla całej jego rasy. Zobaczył, że Djinny są opuszczoną rasą, która została porzucona przez ich stwórcę. Jego łzy zamarzły w nieskazitelne niebieskie kryształy w momencie gdy opuściły jego oczy. Legenda głosi, że łzy opuszczone na ziemię powodują iż woda wytryskuje z niej gdziekolwiek zostaną upuszczone. Wkrótce w rasie Djinnów rozprzestrzeniła się filozofia Daramana i do dziś ma on wielu naśladowców.



Tajemnicza fontanna podobno wypełniona łzami mędrca.

Jego filozofia podzieliła Djinny i była jednym z punktów zapalnych jednej z najbardziej krwawych i wyniszczających wojen w historii.