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【书籍搬运】Myths of Sheogorath 希奥格拉丝的神话

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希奥格拉丝发明音乐

很久很久以前,世界仍处于原始时期,希奥格拉丝决定行走于凡人之中。他拄起拐杖,伪装成绅士的行头,无人知晓地游历四方。经过11日11夜,希奥格拉丝觉得,过凡人的生活实在比呆在自己的领域还要无趣。

“我该做什么,使他们的生活更丰富?”他自言自语道。同时,一个年轻女孩也在附近渴望地自言自语,“鸟儿们的声音,是多么优美动听呀。”

希奥格拉丝默默的赞同她。凡人不能发出悦耳的音调,也不能从鸟儿那儿受到启发,他们的声音卑鄙又世俗。他无法改变的凡人的本质,因为这是其他迪德拉王子的职权范围。不过,他可以给他们工具,以发出天籁之音。

希奥格拉丝抓住那个任性的女人并把她四分五裂。用她的筋做成鲁特琴。用她的颅骨和手骨弄成鼓。用她的骨头制成长笛。他把这些引荐给凡人,于是音乐诞生了。

希奥格拉丝与国王莱安迪

国王莱安迪是一个以极具理性而著名的男人。他生活在一个很小、结构简单、摆设朴素饰物的房子里,他对艺术品嗤之以鼻。“我不需要更多这样的东西,”他说。“为什么我要把钱花在这些奢侈的艺术品上,却不用于我的军队和大型公共设施的建设上呢?”

他的王国在他的合理统治下繁荣昌盛。然而,人民并没有和国王一样重视事物的实用性。他们用奢华的眼光建造房屋,虽然屋子不一定非常实用。他们为艺术品倾注时间和精力。他们会举办豪华的庆典来庆祝某件事。一般情况下,他们都会为此高兴。

莱安迪国王非常失望,他们没有以自己为榜样并提倡节俭、理性的生活。他沉思了许多年。最后,他确信,他的子民若没有浪费时间在那些琐碎无聊的事上,还可以做更多实际有用的事情。也许,他推测,他们只需要更多的警告。

国王下令,一切新建筑必须简单,朴素,没有任何一件不必要的修饰。人民对此不满,但他们爱戴国王并尊重新法律。短短几年,数量上朴素建筑比华丽建筑多了很多。公民们用存下的钱买更多艺术品并举行更多庆典活动。

再一次,莱安迪国王给他们严格的警告,让他们学会怎样合理的把时间和资源用到实用之处。他禁止了城里所有艺术品的制作。人们对此十分担忧,但他们明白,他们的王在做自认为对他们最好的事。然而,本性难移。几年过去了,城市里充斥了简单,朴素的建筑物,没有一件艺术品。但是,现在人们反而花更多钱与时间,投入到各种宴会与节日中。

怀着沉重的心情,莱安迪国王决定,他的人民必须得像小孩一样被看管。就像所有的孩童一样,他们需要一位伟大又权威的人物,去制定规则和纪律来让自己明白,什么,才是生活里真正重要的。他下令,城里不许集体狂欢。严禁歌唱、舞蹈、音乐。即使是食物和饮料,也必须限制为水和简单粮食。

人民终于忍无可忍。反抗因此开始。由于莱安迪有一支经过良好训练且装备精良的常备军,人民就成群结队地去参拜圣坛和寺庙,向所有的神祈祷,国王得取消掉那些新的,暴虐的法律;甚至他们祈祷的神中,有些是迪德拉王子。

希奥格拉丝听到了他们的祈求,并决定拜访莱安迪国王。他在莱安迪国王的梦境里展现出一片花之海洋,每一朵花上的花瓣都被武器替代了,且颠神的脸放在正中央。“我是创意之王和疯狂之王。由于你不需要创意这份大礼,所以我祝福并赐予你,我丰盛的另一份礼物。”

从那天起,每个出生在这座城市的婴儿都疯了。由于婴儿不会表现出思想疾病的异常,所以好几年后人们才发现。国王唯一的儿子也是受害者,徘徊于癫痫和妄想的痛苦中。不过,国王莱安迪仍拒绝改变自己的决定。

当莱安迪的儿子格林特12岁时,于莱安迪睡觉之际,拔刀刺向了他。国王莱安迪,临死前问,“为什么?”,他的儿子答,“这是我能做的最实际的一件事了。”

新的,年轻的王下令,杀死宫廷中所有仆人。他还下令设立一个盛大的节庆日,以庆祝他的新统治和莱安迪法律被废除。他把宫廷仆人的尸体炖成熟肉分给人群。他下令所有房子朝东的墙漆满红色,朝西的墙抹上条纹。他下令全体公民在脑后勺上戴华丽的面具。之后,他烧毁了原有的宫殿又新造了一个。

在新的宫殿里,年轻的王下令他的私人房间不准安门,担心林地的生物会攻击他。还下令不准安窗,担心太阳和月亮会嫉妒并杀害他。

然后莱安迪国王影响的时代结束了。城市的人们重新制作起艺术品并举行庆典。他们相互交谈,各自做份内的事,他们如同和在旧王健在时一样,继续建造富丽堂皇的房屋并照顾他们的疯孩子。希奥格拉丝对此非常非常高兴。从那天起,城市幸运地拥有了大量不寻常的天才艺术家和精神错乱的公民。

意志的较量

拉瓦特,一个强大的法师,曾经前往时间之风(the Wind of Time)寻找领主希奥格拉丝。他想赢得这位最变化无常的,迪德拉王子的恩惠。找到希奥格拉丝后,Ravate谦逊地对他说,“希奥格拉丝领主,我请求您的恩惠。以您之名,我很乐意让一千名男子疯掉,只要您能赐予我更强大的魔力。”

对拉瓦特而言他很幸运,因为希奥格拉丝觉得这挺有意思。他提议玩一个游戏,“我能实现你的愿望,只要三天内你的头脑正常。三天时间里,我会尽全力让你疯掉。这样应该很有趣。”

拉瓦特不愿意事态这样发展。他原来一直期待着自己能让一千名男人疯掉。“希奥格拉丝领主,我后悔自己以这种肤浅,自私的请求打扰了您。我想收回这不幸的请求并离开这里。”

希奥格拉丝只是笑着,“晚了,强大的拉瓦特。游戏开始了,你必须玩下去。”拉瓦特开始逃跑,却只能发现迪德拉领域内的所有出口全被封上了。他漫无目的的到处徘徊,时常看着自己,在烦躁声里跳跃着。每一分钟都浮现新的恐惧,因为他在等希奥格拉丝行动的开始。

三天后,拉瓦特认定一切植物和动物都是希奥格拉丝的工具。他不吃不喝,害怕希奥格拉丝会用食物和水毒死他。他不睡觉,害怕希奥格拉丝会入侵他的梦境。(这很傻,因为梦境是维耶尼玛的领域,她也许会赐予我们舒适的睡眠。)

当希奥格拉丝在他面前现身时。拉瓦特大声哭喊,“你让全世界都看着我!所有的动物和植物在你命令下正把我逼疯。”

希奥格拉丝回答,“其实,我什么都没做。你用恐惧把自己逼疯了。你的妄想症证明你确实是疯子,所以我赢了。当你想把一千个男人逼疯时,我只想把某个人的想法粉碎掉,那就是你。”

从那天起,拉瓦特就为希奥格拉丝的每一个新奇点子服务着。每当有狂妄的旅者想接近希奥格拉丝时,拉瓦特就警告他,“希奥格拉丝就在我们中间。而你,已经迷失了。”

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Myths of Sheogorath
by Mymophonus
Magical myths about the Madgod himself


Sheogorath Invents Music
In the earliest of days, in a time when the world was still raw, Sheogorath decided to walk amongst the mortals. He donned his guise of Gentleman With a Cane, and moved from place to place without being recognized. After eleven days and eleven nights, Sheogorath decided that life among mortals was even more boring than his otherworldly existence.
"What can I do to make their lives more interesting?" he said to himself. At that same moment, a young woman nearby commented wistfully to herself, "The sounds of the birds are so beautiful."
Sheogorath silently agreed with her. Mortals could not make the beautiful and inspired calls of birds. Their voices were wretched and mundane. He could not change the nature of mortals, for that was the purview of other Daedric Princes. However, he could give them tools to make beautiful sounds.
Sheogorath took hold of the petulant woman and ripped her asunder. From her tendons he made lutes. From her skull and arm bones he made a drum. From her bones he made flutes. He presented these gifts to the mortals, and thus Music was born.
 
Sheogorath and King Lyandir
King Lyandir was known to be an exceedingly rational man. He lived in a palace that was a small, simple structure, unadorned with art and ugly to look upon. "I do not need more than this," he would say. "Why spend my gold on such luxuries when I can spend it on my armies or on great public works?"
His kingdom prospered under his sensible rule. However, the people did not always share the king's sense of practicality. They would build houses that were beautiful to look upon, although not necessarily very practical. They devoted time and energy to works of art. They would celebrate events with lavish festivals. In general, they were quite happy.
King Lyandir was disappointed that more of them did not follow his example and lead frugal, sensible lives. He brooded on this for many years. Finally, he decided that his subjects simply didn't understand how much more they could accomplish if they didn't waste time on those frivolous activities. Perhaps, he reasoned, they just needed more examples.
The king decreed that all new buildings must be simple, unadorned, and no larger than was necessary for their function. The people were not happy about this, but they liked their king and respected the new law. In a few short years, there were more plain buildings than ornate ones. The citizens used the money saved to make and buy even more lavish art and hold even more excessive celebrations.
Once again, King Lyandir decided to provide them a strict example of how beneficial it would be to use their time and resources for more practical purposes. He banned all works of art in the city. The people were quite put out by this, but they knew that their king was doing what he thought was best for them. However, human nature is not so easily denied. In a few more years the city was filled with plain, simple buildings, and devoid of any sort of art. However, the people now had even more money and time to devote to their parties and festivals.
With a heavy heart, King Lyandir decided that his people were to be treated like children. And like all children, they needed rules and discipline laid down by great figures of authority to make them understand what was truly important in life. He decreed that there should be no revelry in the city. Singing, dancing, and music were all banned. Even food and drink were limited to water and simple foodstuffs.
The people had had enough. Revolt was out of the question, since King Lyandir had a very well trained and equipped army. They visited the shrines and temples in droves, praying to all the gods, and even to some of the Daedric Princes, that King Lyandir would revoke these new, oppressive laws.
Sheogorath heard their pleas and decided to visit King Lyandir. He appeared to the king in his dreams as a field of flowers, each with arms instead of petals and the face of the Madgod in the center. "I am Lord of the Creative and Lord of the Deranged. Since you have no use for my gifts of creativity, I have decided to bless you with an abundance of my other gift."
From that day forward, every child born in the city was born into madness. Since infants do not reveal illnesses of the mind, it was several years before this was realized. The king's own son was among the victims, suffering from seizures and delusions. Yet, King Lyandir refused to change his ways.
When his son, Glint, was 12 years old, he stabbed his father while Lyandir was sleeping. With his dying breath, King Lyandir asked, "Why?" His son replied, "It is the most practical thing I could do."
The new, young king ordered all the palace servants slaughtered. He ordered a grand festival to celebrate his new reign and the repeal of Lyandir's laws. He served the crowds a stew made from the carcasses of the palace servants. He ordered the east facing walls of every building painted red, and the west facing walls painted in stripes. He decreed that all citizens wear ornate masks on the backs of their heads. He then burned down the palace and began construction of a new one.
In the new palace, the young king ordered his personal chambers to not have any doors; for fear that small woodland creatures would attack him. He ordered that it have no windows for fear that the sun and moon were jealous of him and plotting his death.
And thus ended the line of King Lyandir. The people of the city returned to their grand works of art and raucous celebrations. They talked and acted as if they still had a living king, and even kept up the palace, using it to house and care for their mad children. Sheogorath was mightily pleased with this outcome. From that day forward the city was blessed with more than the normal number of gifted artists and deranged citizens.
 
The Contest of Wills
A mighty wizard named Ravate once walked the Winds of Time to find Lord Sheogorath. His intent was to win a favor from this most capricious of the Daedric Princes. Upon finding Sheogorath, Ravate spoke humbly to him, "Lord Sheogorath, I beg a favor of you. I would gladly drive a thousand men mad in your name if you would but grant me the greater magical powers."
Fortunately for Ravate, Sheogorath was in a playful mood. He proposed a game, "I will grant your wish, if you are still sane in three days. During that time, I will do my utmost to drive you mad. It shall be great fun."
Ravate was not so certain that he liked this new deal. He had been really looking forward to driving a thousand men mad. "Lord Sheogorath, I regret having disturbed you with my shallow, selfish request. I withdraw my unfortunate plea and will humbly leave this place."
Sheogorath just laughed, "Too late, mighty Ravate. The game is afoot, and you must play." Ravate fled, only to find that all exits from the Daedric realm were now sealed. He wandered aimlessly, constantly looking over his shoulder, jumping at every noise. Each moment brought new terror as he waited for Sheogorath to begin.
After three days, Ravate was convinced that every plant and animal was a tool of Sheogorath. He hadn't eaten or drunk for fear that Sheogorath had poisoned the food or drink. He hadn't slept for fear of Sheogorath invading his dreams. (Which was foolish, as dreams are the domain of Vaermina, may She grant us Restful Sleep.)
It was then that Sheogorath appeared to him. Ravate cried out, "You have set the whole world to watching me! Every creature and plant are doing your bidding to drive me mad."
Sheogorath replied, "Actually, I have done nothing. You have driven yourself mad with your fears. Your delusions prove that you are truly deranged, and therefore I win. While you wanted to make a thousand men mad, I only wanted to break one man's mind, yours."
From that day forward Ravate served Sheogorath's every whim. Whenever daring travelers try to approach Sheogorath, Ravate warns them, "Sheogorath is already inside each of us. You have already lost."

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