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-- I am actually very glad for your suggestion, because it is much better in the open air! It is good for the body and for the skin.
-- Ah, how should I begin my story... I haven't introduced myself, my name is Mirastir Heliomar, -- the gladiator began, walking steadily in the direction he was being led. -- And the drops of magnificent Selvarian blood that flow in my veins have driven me since childhood to seek adventure. Of course, I mostly wanted to find Selvarians, like my great-grandmother Clema, that was the main thing, but there was also just a desire for adventure. In my youth, my father noticed all this in me and took me to Telos, to one of his acquaintances, a philosopher, for training. This man was called Demigos.
Mirastir told about his first meeting with Demigos, who was resting in a pig trough.
-- In general, this is not entirely typical for Telosians. They are proud of their civilization, which in a way they contrast with ours, Arterian. But on the other hand, Telosians greatly respect unconventional thinking, they enjoy debates and various discussions. Therefore, the philosophy of my teacher, that one should deliberately live as poorly as possible, deliberately seek out everyday difficulties, and harden one's body with them... Well, many respected this. And Demigos even had other students besides me, quite a few. What I could not, and still cannot, understand, neither with him nor with others, is their attitude towards women. Few Telosians truly respect the female sex, and even if they like healthy, strong ladies, it is only for utilitarian purposes, well, to work around the house, to leave better genes for children... But on the contrary, they often have an unhealthy interest in the male body. But let Arteria be their judge!
-- The center of the Telosian city-state is the amphitheater. That's how it was in the city where I lived. There, various performances and plays are played, votes are held, and people engage in Telosian wrestling, either regularly or for competitions. Ha, I wasn't as strong then as I am now, and I rarely won, but now it would be different! But my teacher, Demigos, oh, he could already overwhelm with his mere scent, and whoever didn't give up from the scent would face a whole mountain of muscles that even a bull couldn't handle.
-- But the main entertainment for us was debates. My teacher often clashed with other philosophers in heated debates about the nature of being. The point of the debate is to make the audience accept your point of view, but that is also where the catch lies. Many philosophers are not really philosophers at all, but rather sophists. Sophistry is a kind of trick where a person deliberately violates logic in his reasoning, but in such a way as to hide it and make his opponent look like a fool. For example: "A grasshopper sits in the grass and is green, so a frog is also a grasshopper!" Well, maybe not literally, but something like that, and always in order to confuse everyone. This terribly annoyed Demigos, debates with sophists! It came to blows.
-- In general, I have his books. But there is such stuff in them, I would not recommend them to an untrained mind, honestly. I myself am a little afraid. There may be both benefit and harm.
-- How do you find it, is it interesting? Am I not focusing too much on something irrelevant?
/ If I say something wrong, Revan, please correct me. I'm going to sleep now./
-- Ah, how should I begin my story... I haven't introduced myself, my name is Mirastir Heliomar, -- the gladiator began, walking steadily in the direction he was being led. -- And the drops of magnificent Selvarian blood that flow in my veins have driven me since childhood to seek adventure. Of course, I mostly wanted to find Selvarians, like my great-grandmother Clema, that was the main thing, but there was also just a desire for adventure. In my youth, my father noticed all this in me and took me to Telos, to one of his acquaintances, a philosopher, for training. This man was called Demigos.
Mirastir told about his first meeting with Demigos, who was resting in a pig trough.
-- In general, this is not entirely typical for Telosians. They are proud of their civilization, which in a way they contrast with ours, Arterian. But on the other hand, Telosians greatly respect unconventional thinking, they enjoy debates and various discussions. Therefore, the philosophy of my teacher, that one should deliberately live as poorly as possible, deliberately seek out everyday difficulties, and harden one's body with them... Well, many respected this. And Demigos even had other students besides me, quite a few. What I could not, and still cannot, understand, neither with him nor with others, is their attitude towards women. Few Telosians truly respect the female sex, and even if they like healthy, strong ladies, it is only for utilitarian purposes, well, to work around the house, to leave better genes for children... But on the contrary, they often have an unhealthy interest in the male body. But let Arteria be their judge!
-- The center of the Telosian city-state is the amphitheater. That's how it was in the city where I lived. There, various performances and plays are played, votes are held, and people engage in Telosian wrestling, either regularly or for competitions. Ha, I wasn't as strong then as I am now, and I rarely won, but now it would be different! But my teacher, Demigos, oh, he could already overwhelm with his mere scent, and whoever didn't give up from the scent would face a whole mountain of muscles that even a bull couldn't handle.
-- But the main entertainment for us was debates. My teacher often clashed with other philosophers in heated debates about the nature of being. The point of the debate is to make the audience accept your point of view, but that is also where the catch lies. Many philosophers are not really philosophers at all, but rather sophists. Sophistry is a kind of trick where a person deliberately violates logic in his reasoning, but in such a way as to hide it and make his opponent look like a fool. For example: "A grasshopper sits in the grass and is green, so a frog is also a grasshopper!" Well, maybe not literally, but something like that, and always in order to confuse everyone. This terribly annoyed Demigos, debates with sophists! It came to blows.
-- In general, I have his books. But there is such stuff in them, I would not recommend them to an untrained mind, honestly. I myself am a little afraid. There may be both benefit and harm.
-- How do you find it, is it interesting? Am I not focusing too much on something irrelevant?
/ If I say something wrong, Revan, please correct me. I'm going to sleep now./