[ Why does Gilgamesh felt like he did such a task in the far future? In a world not here? With a person not his Friend? Such a nagging feeling but he paid no mind to it. He was more intrigued with the traveler. It doesn't seem he knows who Gilgamesh is, which is fine. Every once in a while, a King needs to hide his true name.
Still, this individual was out of place here. As much as Gilgamesh knew it was wrong, a fog clouded his reasoning. ]
How intriguing. If you don't mind, perhaps you could regale me a tale or two. I got quite a bit of free time on my hand.
[ The more ways he can stall time from Siduri finding him. ]
[Rosen's behavior clearly indicates that he does not identify this young man as a king, but even if he did, it is unclear whether he would care. Mortal men hold no significance for him. Their lives are pitifully short, and most men just cannot meet his lofty expectations. While he may reconsider such notions on a later date, Rosenkrantz honestly sees himself as a deity among men.
However, he appears to be fine with playing the dashing traveler for the sake of brevity. Rosen sees no harm in telling his stories, especially since it's impossible to predict whether the dreamers of this universe will remember him the next morning.]
I don’t mind at all. [He laughs.] I traveled through the sea of stars throughout the decades, watching humanity grow from its humble beginnings.
While most of you aren't worth your salt in gold, I must admit that I've witnessed great civilizations emerge and collapse from behind the Veil. Humanity's dreams frequently lead to greatness in the form of soaring skyscrapers that almost reach the heavens, as well as beautiful underground cities that glitter like jewels in the dark.
[There’s no limit to mankind’s ingenuity and Rosen knows this firsthand. However, he hates them all the same.]
Have you ever heard of the Dreamscape? The veil that lies between the waking world and the world of dreams.
[ There will be a time when humanity will truly reach such heights—when humans can extend their hands to the stars and grab them. However, humanity will never mature that way. It was still young. Even now and even in the future that Gilgamesh sees. ]
Such is the way of humanity. They fall into their ruin but create new life from those ruins.
It is the land of dreams. [He explains with a slight smirk.] The dimension from which I can observe mortals' dreams at will.
[Well, not exactly at his leisure. Rosen intentionally leaves out certain context in order to avoid upsetting this dozing dreamer. Things that are a little more devious, particularly in terms of the role of an arkana. It would be a shame if this beautiful dream ended so suddenly just because of his blunders.]
The Dreamscape is a reflection of your world, created by your dreams. While they are not identical, there are some similarities between the two worlds. These parallels are what connect my people to yours, allowing me to travel between your dreams and nightmares as needed.
[Once again, he is skipping on some key details here. The Dream Witch would be cross with him.]
Now tell me, what is the name of this wondrous kingdom?
[ Gilgamesh couldn't help but sigh at the Traveler's words before him. There was annoying static humming in his ears. Words that were trying to form before his eyes got blurred out. The nagging feeling on Gilgamesh's end didn't disappear, so if he takes the stranger's words seriously, then this was a dream?
Let's ignore that.
After all, how else would one marvel at the sight of Uruk and Gilgamesh himself? ]
You are standing in the grand dynasty of Uruk!
[ How proud he stand. How proud he was. Yet he knows much better than anybody else. ]
[Rosen looks around slowly, taking in the natural beauty of this vast city. This is an enormous kingdom, but is it a dynasty? He scoffed. Why do mortals believe that anything they build is always magnificent and fantastic? He believes nature is beautiful enough without human meddling, but he wisely keeps his opinions to himself for now.]
I can't say I recognize the name or the prestige of this kingdom.
[He muses aloud before returning his focus to the young man.]
Perhaps a tour is in order?
[He makes a humble request disguised as a suggestion, hoping that this proud young man will cooperate.]
I haven't expanded my dynasty large enough to piece through other dimensions! [ Though the truth is that Uruk would only be known to Earth. ] Yet this is why you are here. To regale the tales of this dynasty and its people to unknown citizens.
[ Ever so casually, the Ruler of this grand empire bestows this stranger, traveler, onto a troublesome task that he didn't even ask for! ]
Yes, a tour! Come along now, Stranger. As you can see, this is the marketplace, but I pride myself on our artisans and their craft! [ What they make belongs to Gilgamesh naturally. ] Follow me. I shall lead you to the top so you can witness my nation's full glory!
[ Get ready for a long ride. The first stop, though, was a meat skewer store. After all, you can't start a tour without some food. It wasn't anything special. The world of skewers was the same everywhere you go. Meat is meat. Food is food. Taking the skewer from the stall, of course, he wasn't going to pay; he was King, and this was a dream; he handed it over to Rosen.]
Do you perhaps enjoy drinking? When we reach the top, I'll treat you to something good from my treasury. Do you have any preferences as to where you wish to see it? Residence area? Temples to these "Gods"? My temple? Children? Elderly? Name it, and I shall lead you as the King.
[ He was like a kid ready to show off his project, which was true. These walls, you see? All of Gilgamesh's planning, budget, and hard work that he oversees. ]
[Something about that matter-of-fact tone screams "rude" to Rosen. It's enough to make his right brow twitch in frustration. However, he chooses to disregard the slight in favor of discovering what this so-called kingdom has to offer.
He certainly hopes to be blown away.]
Plotting on conquering other dimensions, are we?
[The arkana says with a chuckle, realizing who this dreamer must be. He mistook the young man for a random stranger; it appears he is the ruler of this lovely little kingdom.]
[How bold of you to assume that such a feat could be achieved by mortal hands. He's not admonishing the young king, but simply stating the facts. If even deities cannot conquer places that are beyond dimensions, then what makes him think he can? Rosen is generally curious to know.
Nonetheless, he intends to enjoy this brief journey through Uruk. Especially since the young emperor takes him to local food booths. Aside from fighting, food is probably the only thing Rosen actually appreciates. That's why he gladly accepts the meat skewer. This smells good, whether you're dreaming or not. ]
Now we're talking!
[Rosen mutters before taking a large bite out of the meat. It's juicy and tender, with just a tinge of smoky charcoal. He could practically taste the herbs and spices in the delicious meat. This is truly delectable. He chews silently while the aspiring emperor begins to boast about Uruk's wonders.]
Drinking the finest wines is something of a hobby of mine. [No, he's just an alcoholic. Ignore him. Moving right along--] However, I'm curious to see what your temples are like.
After all, you can learn a lot about a person by learning about their faith.
[ What happens when two alcoholics meet in a jolly manner? Of course, they have to drink! However, that will be a reward for both Gilgamesh and Rosen himself. Dream or not, as long as Gilgamesh wills the taste of Uruk's wine to reality, it shall taste the same as his memories. ]
This "world" has many gods.
[ Though the Era of the Gods and Myth would die in this generation. Their powers were waning and weakening as beliefs were getting less and less. ]
Most temples and priestesses are dedicated to them. We have the God of the Sun and Justice, Utu-Shamash. The Lady of the Wild Cows, Rimat-Ninsun, who resides in this wonderful city. [ Gilgamesh's tone shows a very rare tone of affection towards those two, but of course, one was his Uncle and the other was his beloved Mother. ] Then there is Ishtar, but I don't need to show you that vulgar and sorry excuse for a goddess her temple. She might tempt you away and squeeze you out of everything you have.
[ He went from affectionate about his relatives to talking about a piece of trash. ]
Come now, Traveler. We shall go visit Rimat-Ninsun first and receive her blessings for pleasant "dreams."
[ With that, Gilgamesh began to walk off towards the city's center. Gilgamesh was fully intent on enjoying this stroll of a dream. Besides, it's been a while since he has seen his Mother's face. Might as well swing by and say hello, even if it isn't real. ]
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[ Why does Gilgamesh felt like he did such a task in the far future? In a world not here? With a person not his Friend? Such a nagging feeling but he paid no mind to it. He was more intrigued with the traveler. It doesn't seem he knows who Gilgamesh is, which is fine. Every once in a while, a King needs to hide his true name.
Still, this individual was out of place here. As much as Gilgamesh knew it was wrong, a fog clouded his reasoning. ]
How intriguing. If you don't mind, perhaps you could regale me a tale or two. I got quite a bit of free time on my hand.
[ The more ways he can stall time from Siduri finding him. ]
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However, he appears to be fine with playing the dashing traveler for the sake of brevity. Rosen sees no harm in telling his stories, especially since it's impossible to predict whether the dreamers of this universe will remember him the next morning.]
I don’t mind at all. [He laughs.] I traveled through the sea of stars throughout the decades, watching humanity grow from its humble beginnings.
While most of you aren't worth your salt in gold, I must admit that I've witnessed great civilizations emerge and collapse from behind the Veil. Humanity's dreams frequently lead to greatness in the form of soaring skyscrapers that almost reach the heavens, as well as beautiful underground cities that glitter like jewels in the dark.
[There’s no limit to mankind’s ingenuity and Rosen knows this firsthand. However, he hates them all the same.]
Have you ever heard of the Dreamscape? The veil that lies between the waking world and the world of dreams.
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Such is the way of humanity. They fall into their ruin but create new life from those ruins.
[ Ď̶̨͍̝͈̹ř̶̨͉̥̥̤̟̪̩̮̮͚̤̪̾́͋̂̚ḙ̴̢̧̙̺̯͈̦̞͙̠͕̻̎̊̅̅̄̈́̄̓̃͝͠ă̵̖̞͙̪̭̼̠̯ͅm̵̡̛̛̹̮̟͔̉͌́̊͆͊͛̓̐̑̓̚s̶̝̠͕̰̺͉̮̒͜č̶͙͍̞̖̱̥̹͕̬̥̻͚̽͗͂̾͜͠ǎ̷̟̤p̸̳̪̼̭̞͔͍̠͔͍̞͎̉ḛ̴̘̗͎͖̮̪̲͉̜̩̻̬͖͆̂̀̏͝͝?̵͙̘͉̼̮̟͎̹̳̤͊̌͛̽͜ ]
... [ The King of this Land simply tilt his head. ] What about it?
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[Well, not exactly at his leisure. Rosen intentionally leaves out certain context in order to avoid upsetting this dozing dreamer. Things that are a little more devious, particularly in terms of the role of an arkana. It would be a shame if this beautiful dream ended so suddenly just because of his blunders.]
The Dreamscape is a reflection of your world, created by your dreams. While they are not identical, there are some similarities between the two worlds. These parallels are what connect my people to yours, allowing me to travel between your dreams and nightmares as needed.
[Once again, he is skipping on some key details here. The Dream Witch would be cross with him.]
Now tell me, what is the name of this wondrous kingdom?
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[ Gilgamesh couldn't help but sigh at the Traveler's words before him. There was annoying static humming in his ears. Words that were trying to form before his eyes got blurred out. The nagging feeling on Gilgamesh's end didn't disappear, so if he takes the stranger's words seriously, then this was a dream?
Let's ignore that.
After all, how else would one marvel at the sight of Uruk and Gilgamesh himself? ]
You are standing in the grand dynasty of Uruk!
[ How proud he stand. How proud he was. Yet he knows much better than anybody else. ]
It is simply the home of people.
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[Rosen looks around slowly, taking in the natural beauty of this vast city. This is an enormous kingdom, but is it a dynasty? He scoffed. Why do mortals believe that anything they build is always magnificent and fantastic? He believes nature is beautiful enough without human meddling, but he wisely keeps his opinions to himself for now.]
I can't say I recognize the name or the prestige of this kingdom.
[He muses aloud before returning his focus to the young man.]
Perhaps a tour is in order?
[He makes a humble request disguised as a suggestion, hoping that this proud young man will cooperate.]
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[ Gilgamesh retorted in a matter-of-fact tone. ]
I haven't expanded my dynasty large enough to piece through other dimensions! [ Though the truth is that Uruk would only be known to Earth. ] Yet this is why you are here. To regale the tales of this dynasty and its people to unknown citizens.
[ Ever so casually, the Ruler of this grand empire bestows this stranger, traveler, onto a troublesome task that he didn't even ask for! ]
Yes, a tour! Come along now, Stranger. As you can see, this is the marketplace, but I pride myself on our artisans and their craft! [ What they make belongs to Gilgamesh naturally. ] Follow me. I shall lead you to the top so you can witness my nation's full glory!
[ Get ready for a long ride. The first stop, though, was a meat skewer store. After all, you can't start a tour without some food. It wasn't anything special. The world of skewers was the same everywhere you go. Meat is meat. Food is food. Taking the skewer from the stall, of course, he wasn't going to pay; he was King, and this was a dream; he handed it over to Rosen.]
Do you perhaps enjoy drinking? When we reach the top, I'll treat you to something good from my treasury. Do you have any preferences as to where you wish to see it? Residence area? Temples to these "Gods"? My temple? Children? Elderly? Name it, and I shall lead you as the King.
[ He was like a kid ready to show off his project, which was true. These walls, you see? All of Gilgamesh's planning, budget, and hard work that he oversees. ]
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He certainly hopes to be blown away.]
Plotting on conquering other dimensions, are we?
[The arkana says with a chuckle, realizing who this dreamer must be. He mistook the young man for a random stranger; it appears he is the ruler of this lovely little kingdom.]
[How bold of you to assume that such a feat could be achieved by mortal hands.
He's not admonishing the young king, but simply stating the facts. If even deities cannot conquer places that are beyond dimensions, then what makes him think he can? Rosen is generally curious to know.
Nonetheless, he intends to enjoy this brief journey through Uruk. Especially since the young emperor takes him to local food booths. Aside from fighting, food is probably the only thing Rosen actually appreciates. That's why he gladly accepts the meat skewer. This smells good, whether you're dreaming or not. ]
Now we're talking!
[Rosen mutters before taking a large bite out of the meat. It's juicy and tender, with just a tinge of smoky charcoal. He could practically taste the herbs and spices in the delicious meat. This is truly delectable. He chews silently while the aspiring emperor begins to boast about Uruk's wonders.]
Drinking the finest wines is something of a hobby of mine. [No, he's just an alcoholic. Ignore him. Moving right along--] However, I'm curious to see what your temples are like.
After all, you can learn a lot about a person by learning about their faith.
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[ What happens when two alcoholics meet in a jolly manner? Of course, they have to drink! However, that will be a reward for both Gilgamesh and Rosen himself. Dream or not, as long as Gilgamesh wills the taste of Uruk's wine to reality, it shall taste the same as his memories. ]
This "world" has many gods.
[ Though the Era of the Gods and Myth would die in this generation. Their powers were waning and weakening as beliefs were getting less and less. ]
Most temples and priestesses are dedicated to them. We have the God of the Sun and Justice, Utu-Shamash. The Lady of the Wild Cows, Rimat-Ninsun, who resides in this wonderful city. [ Gilgamesh's tone shows a very rare tone of affection towards those two, but of course, one was his Uncle and the other was his beloved Mother. ] Then there is Ishtar, but I don't need to show you that vulgar and sorry excuse for a goddess her temple. She might tempt you away and squeeze you out of everything you have.
[ He went from affectionate about his relatives to talking about a piece of trash. ]
Come now, Traveler. We shall go visit Rimat-Ninsun first and receive her blessings for pleasant "dreams."
[ With that, Gilgamesh began to walk off towards the city's center. Gilgamesh was fully intent on enjoying this stroll of a dream. Besides, it's been a while since he has seen his Mother's face. Might as well swing by and say hello, even if it isn't real. ]