Dalv and the Dell of Gold

by Jet556

On Third Earth there is a place called the Dell of Gold. On the maps of many native races of Third Earth, they know where it is but seldom travel there. When the thought of captive friends being there for if gold is treasure as is friendship and knowledge then they must be there, comes to the minds of Dalv and his descendant Kernunnos they go there.

2. Onward

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Onward

Travelling to the Dell of Gold, Dalv and Kernunnos both looked up at the sky. The thought of whether or not Brigid and Henti were in the dell was something that was one Kernunnos' mind while something else was on Dalv's mind.

"In my youth, all were equal!" said Dalv.

"How?" asked Kernunnos.

"The Chieftain and his council would sit in a round hall and all would have their place." Dalv tapped his chin with a finger. "The more I think of Lion-O's idea to make Balor the Chieftain of Evabon the better it sounds. He is too young and would require a… A regency council is what the Thunderans would call it, for until Balor came of age. That way those who remember the old ways, the good ways, the proper ways, can influence him."

"Balor be puppet?" asked Kernunnos.

That question caused Dalv to freeze. For one who was less intelligent that Zuvowang Kernunnos could really make a comment that hit the nail on the head.

"Yes, I suppose he would be… And then the concept of a regency council isn't exactly something that belongs to our culture." Dalv kept continuing on, Kernunnos following him. "Kernunnos, what is moral and what is not moral?"

"What one believes is and is not?"

"That is as good an answer as I could ever give." Dalv scratched his left shoulder, looking at the dirt of the path he was on. To want some of the old ways brought back was certainly not an evil thing but some of the methods that were thought of was as horrible as horrible could be. To make a child a puppet was simply not right. "Would you like to be Chieftain of Evabon, Kernunnos?"

"Kernunnos not think so."

"I would have tried to become Chieftain when I was young but I have too much of a tendency to lose myself in philosophy. I've worked hard at stopping that… A bit too much of a failure." This was something that Kernunnos had inherited from Dalv, the philosophical bit being something more apparent with Kernunnos than Dalv.

They were quite the pair. Both better than the other both worse than the other.