Posted by Commander Chris Taggart (XO) in Side Sim - Galdor Trip (All crew free to join)

Posted by Ensign Mwezi (Sec) in Side Sim - Galdor Trip (All crew free to join)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade T’Aria (CMO) in Side Sim - Galdor Trip (All crew free to join)
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“Ah, you noticed that,” Mwezi stepped over to the captain with a small nod. “Many people from other planets disagree, but the majority of Galdori who have studied the subject agree that the gods that we worship are real entities. Some of our more liberal thinkers have conceded that they are not deities, but rather, must be entities similar to the Bajoran Prophets, some kind of extradimensional beings that shaped our societal development. Whatever they are or aren’t, we still worship them,” he said with a smile.

“Understandable, as a people always requires something to place their otherworldly faith into. Whether that be a science, a deity or some kind of extra-dimensional force.” T’Aria observed, recognizing their will to worship these creatures, regardless of their stance or what they actually were.

“Even our people, the Vulcans, have had our time in history where we worshiped our own entities.” Stovik said.

He gestured to two different ancient artworks, both depicting a brightly drawn male figure beside a female figure and another male figure who seemed to be in shadow. One labeled them as Sol, Lupé, and Mordu, the other labeled them as Ett, Hasi, and Phius. “Our primary gods. As we know them now, and you might recognize these as the names of our sun and moons, they are Enris, Luné, and Va’al.”

Mwezi

“Do they represent anything in particular; perhaps an essence of your culture, or are they more-so guardians that hail from the sun and moons?” T’Aria curiously questioned. Perhaps mythology would have been described as an illogical placement of faith, for her people, but it was undeniably fascinating.

Doctor T’Aria

Stovik waited to see what the response would be. He was curious as well. While he might believe in extraordinary entities that might be given mythic properties he still was interested in noting how it shaped cultures and the history of a people.

Captain Stovik

“Bits and pieces of both. In the mythology, Lune is considered to be the moon, and the same for Enris and Va’al. That’s why we still use their names. Enris was said to be the head god. He is god of the conscious mind, of visions, of the future, and god of the sun. Lune is goddess of the bright moon, goddess of motherhood, the present, wisdom, and the moment between waking and sleeping. Va’al is primarily the god of death, the farrier of souls to the afterlife. He is also god of the dark moon, of the past, god of dreams and the unconscious mind, and the god of justice,” Mwezi listed. The way he spoke the words was effortless, as if it took no active recall at all. It was like asking someone what colour the sky was, knowledge that he knew so deeply it was ingrained in him. “There are eight more great gods - the gods of the four traditional elements, and the gods of the four seasons,” he added as he stepped over to a painting that portrayed the eleven thrones of the gods on a dais.

The thrones in the painting were empty, but had symbols on them to represent each of the gods, and there was a twelfth throne lower on the dais that had no emblem. The artwork was labeled, “The Seat of the People,” and if they looked closely, they would see that the throne had, in its texture, the outlines of the shapes of the five intelligent races which populated the planet. There were hundreds of tiny shapes, overlapping and combining. For the artist, this had been to represent that together, all the inhabitants of Galdor were together the final god - for it was their hands that shaped the climate and the geology of the planet after they had discovered advanced enough technology.

Mwezi

“Fascinating. A similar tale told over many star systems. My people had three major gods through our mythos. Shariel, the god of death; a god of war and one of peace. It is told on the glyphs of Gol that the god of peace came between Shariel and war and led eventually to our united people. It would seem to be a necessary societal evolution in reasoning races.”

Captain Stovik

Mwezi listened with an increasing sense of alarm to what Stovik said. The big three were not death, war, and peace! He opened his mouth to speak and correct the misinformation, but was interrupted by the human officer.

Chris listened in amazement at the history and myths of another world in another galaxy but yet it was still the same as Earth. He frowned at that and then frowned at the captain’s remark. “Captain. What seems necessary for societal evolution in reasoning races? The need for a god or a higher power? I am not trying to argue with you sir but was just trying to understand what you said. I might not have heard correctly?”

Commander Chris Taggart XO

“That it appears to be a logical evolution of a species, yes. Perhaps it is the quest for knowledge and understanding that is actually never lost even with advanced technological advancement. Do we still not do so? Quest for knowledge and new insights. It is why we are here. It helps us to put some understanding in the universe around us. There are always races who are more knowledgeable or powerful then we ourselves. Our more unsophisticated selves would have thought of them as gods surely, though now we understand that they are just more advanced then we are.”

Captain Stovik

Chris nodded. “Sounds like a logical answer to me. Thank you captain for clarifying and exasperating on your thoughts and my question.”

Chris

T’Aria listened carefully to Stovik’s offer of a response. “In every species’ evolution, there was a time when they expressed emotional and debatably barbaric tendencies. Regardless of their stance now, there would have been an era where that species devoted themselves blindly to a force of omnipotence, whatever that might be.” T’Aria remarked, her fascination a merely expression of tone rather than any emotional change. “It is fascinating, truly, how people of opposite sides of a galaxy, can follow the same basic religious paths.” She returned her hands to rest before her abdomen. “Mr. Mwezi,” she chose to turn her attention to their guide, rather than the curious conversation of their leaders, “Does your species still place emphasis on the practices of the past, regarding religion, specifically? Or has there been an evolutionary change in your history, that led to a different principle of thought?”

Dr. T’Aria

“I’m afraid there’s been some misinformation in your own minds. The Galdori do not have a god or war, or one of peace. If we were to have a god of peace, I suppose it would be all of the gods. The people on my planet… They… We… We never had a time of war. Some minor tribal squabbles among the Hatriku in the early stages of their society, yes, but nothing that has been passed through the annals of history. The Raka live in the trees, the Laleri on the ground of the forest, the Arwan live in the plains, the Hatriku occupy the shores, and the Pipini live in the water. We do not have a rapidly increasing population, and there is much fertile land on the planet, so the idea of squabbling over the choicest territory never crossed the minds of our ancestors,” he stammered.

“My apologies, I was imprecise. I meant to only inform you of my people’s ancient gods not to actually compare them to your own.” Stovik tried to clarify.

Captain Stovik

“In regards to our religious tendencies… Yes, and no. The eleven gods are still worshipped across the planet, and by those of us who travel offworld. But it is not just a religious thing, it is a part of our culture. There is no specific emphasis on retaining the religious tradition, but very few of our people have decided to turn away from the traditions of our ancestors. I think that it is tradition, more than religion, that is emphasized. Keeping the traditions alive in the memory of those that came before. After all, if so many in the past did and believed these things, is it not more logical to assume that they are true than otherwise?”

Mwezi

(just a little clean-up)

“That is fair, yes.” T’Aria considered what the man was saying. Taking a few moments to process it all, she had fallen silent. “I apologize for such assumptions, regarding your eleven gods.” She inclined her head, apologizing for her misinformation and misjudgment of what had been said, although, she was keen on learning more regarding this entire culture. “Do your people have any other cultural traditions? Whether that be your own race in specific, or any on this planet? Of course, nothing you do not wish to tell us. All completely open.” She added, making certain her question was open faced and non-intrusive.

Dr. T’Aria
CMO

“Yes, of course,” he said with a smile. It was difficult sometimes with other cultures, but it was difficult among his own world sometimes to relate, so he didn’t hold it against the Federation officers. “We have many cultural traditions, as any culture might. We have several festival days on the calendar. The Night of Stars, the Festival of Full Moons, the Harvest Close, the Winter Feast, the Day of Dragons, Throne Day, the Seed Festival, Tournament Week, Night of Death’s Dreams…” He trailed off. Those were probably the most common holidays he could think of at the moment.

Mwezi

“Tournament Week?” T’Aria inquired. The others seemed to be self-explanatory, to a certain extent. But that one could have meant a wide variety of things. “What kind of tournament does it include? If you don’t mind me asking.”

Stovik listened closely and glanced at Commander Taggart to see what he thought of the discussion and art work. The Commander hadn’t contributed much in regards to Earth culture and though Stovik knew some of Earth’s traditions and culture he wasn’t sure if Taggart had ties to any.

Captain Stovik

Doctor T’Aria

“Tournament week is, I suppose, similar to the earth’s Olympics, although it is less localized and takes place all over the planet. We gather in centralized areas and participate in sporting events,” Mwezi explained with a small smile. “It doesn’t always take exactly six days, but we still call it a week,” he added with a chuckle. Yet another difference - the Galdori week was only six Galdori days long, due to the slightly closer proximity of their primary moon.

Mwezi

Bump

Six days. T’Aria thought about that for a few moments, pausing in order to see if anyone else had any questions.

“Six days, Ensign? Might I ask, how exactly does your planet orbit about your Star? In terms of day cycles and years?” She questioned, uncertain as to why she was allowing for this curiosity. Although, inquiry was the essential guiding point to knowledge.

Dr. T’Aria
CMO

“A year on Galdor consists of dathan mivdu-miv Galdori days, which is approximately equal to dathan jidu-ek Earth days,” he spoke, then frowned slightly. “Ah, the numeral system didn’t translate automatically. One moment, allow me to do some calculations,” he reached into the ether, and a small screen appeared. “Computer, translate dathan mivdu-miv into base ti, then into the Earth word system. Ah, it is three hundred and ninety-two. And dathan jidu-ek seems to be three-hundred thirty,” he smiled sheepishly. The other numbers were much easier! “Our major moon orbits Galdor once every twenty-four days, and the smaller moon takes thirty-seven days, plus a third of a day. Our day is a little over twenty Earth hours long, and we split it into twelve hours. An hour is twenty-four minutes, a minute is twenty-four degs, a deg is twelve tiks. A tik is a bit smaller than an earth second,” he explained. “About .88 percent of the length, according to this,” he gestured to his little floating display.

Mwezi

OOC: This is going to include a lot of what is going on in T’Aria’s head. I apologize for any confusion in numbers.
IC:

“I see..” T’Aria rose an eyebrow in contemplation to his words, considering them for a few second.

If a tik was .88 percent of an Earth second and a deg was made up of 12 tiks.. a minute being 24 degs.. and an hour being 24 minutes.. 12 hours in a day, that was roughly 72,990 minutes in a day.. and there were 330 days in a year..

“24,086,937..” T’Aria muttered softly to herself, noting how many minutes were in a year.

Which.. was roughly 76 percent of a human year, meaning..

“Judging by the information given by your explanation of the time frame, if I have this correct, if one of your people were 20 years old, they would be roughly the equivalent of 15 and one fourth years old, on Earth? That is, to say, your year seems to be 76% of the Terran year.” T’Aria commented, wondering the accuracy of her words. “Of you do not mind me asking, how old are you, Mister Mwezi?”

Dr. T’Aria
CMO

“Ah, no. Three hundred and ninety two of our days in our year,” Mwezi chuckled. “Which is approximately three hundred and thirty earth days. Sorry for the confusion. It is true, however, that a Galdori year is slightly shorter than one on Earth,” he smiled. “And to answer your question, I am twenty-two of my years. Twenty earth years”

Mwezi

“Fascinating.” Although, it made sense to her, as the Vulcan year was much the same. After all, when a Vulcan was 35 in their years, they were roughly 19 years old, in human. Therefore, she understood basically where he was coming from and what he was saying. “My apologies for these queries. Thank you for answering them.”

Dr. T’Aria

OOc: that year is very different. lol. Galdor year is about 90% earth year, it seems like the vulcan one is roughly 55%. Not that comparable. lol

IC: Mwezi stared at the Vulcan blankly. Sorry for all the questions? Why apologize for curiosity? The Laleri blinked a few times, then turned to the other visitors. “Do you gentlemen have any more questions or things you might have been wondering about?” he asked. “If you’d like to see a different landscape, I can take you somewhere else, or we can exit the Mind Chamber altogether,” he suggested, giving a few options.

Mwezi

“We can stay longer, especially if there are other very noteworthy places to see, but I am getting hungry. I didn’t eat that much at the reception. But I have learned a lot and I must say Mwezi, that for someone that is only 20 years old you are very mature for your age, as well is Luna. Is that something that is ingrained into you all at birth or from being natural predators where the rule of law is the weakest gets killed first?”

Commander Chris Taggart, XO
OOC: Sorry for my absence from this thread. If there were specific questions for me please restate them if I missed them. Thank you.

OOC: his friend’s name is Kula, not Luna. lol.

IC: “I think it is because we age into adulthood at an earlier age than you humans,” Kula said with a grin. “A human reaches mental maturity at an age of twenty-five of your years, where those of our race reach the same point of mental maturity about the age of eighteen. I don’t know why this is, simply that it is,” she said with a slight shrug.

Mwezi nodded, pressing a few invisible controls on his wrist. The room reverted into the white chamber they had originally found themselves in, which was followed by a few more presses of controls and they all found themselves sitting in chairs wearing the headsets they had put on a while ago.

Mwezi pulled off the master control headset and placed it back in the alcove. “Remind me to talk to the programmers and see if they can add some human models to the program for future visitors,” he commented softly to Kula, who nodded.

Mwezi