The Ravings of an Insane
Scholar
"Minotaurs, are they really our
friends?"
- By Gebrald, traveling scholar
Some folks out there think that Minotaurs
are some kind race, perhaps one worthy of our praise even! Yes, perhaps
their voices are nice, and their art looks good to the eye, but people
whom look at only that are deluding themselves! Their past is one of much
savageness, and the things I have seen a minotaur do… well they could just
amaze you!
Their history for instance is one of intense
war and bloodshed! By the mother, they wore the
blood of their dead enemies! Savageness and
brutality were the norm of minotaurs, and respect was a foreign concept
to them. It was so estranged from their reality that in fact they killed
their own fellow minotaurs in bloodshed!
When we look at a minotaur in a tavern, yes
we do see a simple bard. Still, when one looks
closer into that goblet of red wine, I tell
you it isn’t red wine! Nay, it is the blood of a child. Think that is steak
they are eating? Peh, more likely it is human steak! Beware I tell you,
they can be dangerous varmints.
You see, it is all a conspiracy. Those minotaurs
are lulling society into accepting them, then one day they’ll snap and
turn bezerk! I mean who is deluding themselves? A minotaur could take a
Ss’tiss on in a fight and still have enough energy to cook dinner!
Look around, they are in every kingdom, slowly
climbing the social ranks. One day we’ll have
minotaur kings, then minotaur kings will
ally, then where will we be? We will be subject to a giant minotaur tyranny!
Indeed, we will be the slaves of this horrible regime, and their midnight
snacks! Who would possibly be mad enough to let this happen? Certainly,
not I!