The Pharoj is Confused

Pharojio: I am Pharojio, the Pharoj of Osirion. I rule the Kingdom of Abadar with Reasonable Law.

Scrivulus: I am Scrivulus, a humble scribe. I wish to publish but have been afflicted by Confusing Laws.

Pharojio: I hold court in my prosperous Kingdom, all must bow before me. Approach, petitioner.

Scrivulus: I am a humble scribe from Far Avistan. I bow before you and ask you to approve of my Pamphlets.

Pharojio: What would Far Avistan have to say in my Kingdom?

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This is why Lastwall's Board of Censors, which had some advance notice of the bill, has already prepared a declaration that until further notice they will not be hearing petitions from foreign authors.

A Tale of Long Ago Taldor

Taldaria: I am Taldaria, the Empress of Ancient Taldor. You can tell us apart from Current Taldor by how we sometimes gain territory. I am also visually distinct from Current Taldor. Crowns have not yet been invented so on my head I wear Leaves. 

Belkzen: I am Belkzen, a Great and Terrible war lord of the Savage Orcs. My two skills are Conquering and More Conquering. I am the one who Belkenland is named after, but because this is Ancient Times, it is not named after me yet. Instead it is called Orcland.

Taldaria: Governing in my land is done a Lawful and Civilized land way. The Crown is worn by a True Empress, advised by a Senate composed of exclusively High Nobles and Reputable Gentlemen. They are Dignified and Composed as they advise the Empress.

Belkzen: Governing in Orcland is done in an Anarchic and Barbaric way. Orcs are all shoved into a Cave where they engage in Raucous Shouting and Vicious Insults. Every so often, we Behead each other using Specialized Orcish Beheading Axes.

This is actually a bit confusing if one actually knows anything about Cyprian or ancient Taldor, including the degree to which Cyprian models himself after Taldaris the Great and his constitution after (the Galtan idealization of) age-of-enthronement Taldor. The suggestion that the Queen married Cyprian out of lust is also hilarious, but mostly for secret reasons.

The flaws in this one are a bit hard to satirize, but one can at least lay the blame for the Orcish Shouting Cave where it actually lies.

Taldaria: I pray to Aroden &c.

Aroden: Actually, the Times are So Ancient that I am Not Even A God Yet. I am just an Archmage.

Taldaria: I call upon the Archmage Aroden and ask him to protect Civilization from the Hordes of Belkzen.

Aroden: Indeed Belkzen is Foul. For I am the True Inventor of the Orcish Shouting Cave, and he mocks my Invention by permitting only Nobles and Reputable Gentlemen to enter it.

Taldaria: What??

Aroden: When I create an Orcish Shouting Cave in Taldor I will Kidnap many Random Farmers to fill it.

Taldaria: I do not think that is a Good Idea.

Aroden: I am an Archmage. It is not my Job to have Good Ideas.

(May the actual Aroden, if he's still around somewhere, forgive him for this.)