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Mis arreos son las armas
mi descanso el pelear.
My ornaments are arms
my only rest the fray.
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This avatar, Cristiano Viejo is a man of weapons, an irascible conquistador, defender of the Honra, loyal with his friends, terrible with the offenders and all that staff proper of Don Quijotes and errant knights that takes him to a pathological misplace in this modern world and this unreal virtual space, where his priorities and behaviour are often seen as joke and his reactions to insults to the targets of his shield, provoke in his warrior's heart, conflicts and calls for war, blowing fearless his Castilian Blade.
I ever loved the roleplaying games and projecting some traits of my personality in characters of my like... Virtual forums and all this allows people to do things easier than in real lives. Some use it to project their frustrations' products and attack representative targets in an spiral of sorrow, others find the possibility of stablishing contact with people from far away from them: in the other sex or in other continent...
I use it to play my Caballero Andante rol, some kind of Beaten Don Quijote by everybody, motivated by my romanticism feelings and my senses of justice, disturbed by the situation and attacks in the last 400 years to my culture, and alive and kicking in the actual times.
Cristiano Viejo, so, it's also a call for the preservation of the old taxonomy sistems, where was not tabú calling someone Cristiano Viejo, or Old Spaniard, and valorating him being a superior member of Spain, a Pure Spaniard. Some kind of effort to fight against that stygma we all, those that the Americans call "white", have.
As every history of a tragic and doomed character, as the nordic gods, condemned to a certain end at the hands of the evil Giants and Loki, this avatar of a random Spaniard, was made to live that Epic and True Feeling that only the doomed experience, morituri, ragnarok... Don Quijote charging against the Molinos...
A proud, noble and arrogant Hidalgo Cristiano Viejo defending Spain from the infinite hordes of Ignorants and Haters that sully the very name of the Once (and EVER) Glorious Spain...
An already lost battle. An impossible quest.
Yes, I am Un alma romántica and my avatars are restricted in some way, to doomed quests and tragic ends.
I remember my first avatar, when I entered first time to forums and chats in the magic world of internet... Ah! Termidoris a very old man that had a vital spasm, when near his death and recently widowed, his soul woke up and forced him to live and learn everything about technology, internet, people and live, precissely when this was near the end.
You can imagine that Termidoris found very special people, with noble souls, one of them a True Friend of mine actually. As well, many others showed all kind of disrespect to an useless and slow old man in the internet. Yes, some kind of "Idioterne" roling.
Anyway... I'm expending too much time and the last message I want to leave here is basically this one:
we never could recover that ancient Europe, because that was formed by people Like Don Quijote and other Fearless and Epic Souls with obsessions with Honra, Respeto y Batalla, that today, even for the very europeans, are ridiculous and no worthy or respect, as the Genious Cervantes showed already 400 years ago.
Cristiano Viejo is some kind of an ancient Character of Spain, of the Old Europe from 1000, 800, 500 years ago, those Europeans that ruled the world and had no problems in speaking the truth and using the sword when important things required it.
Needless to say that I love these characters of our ancestors, and Cristiano Viejo, a delocalized old European, has showed here in it's interactions with many of the members here, that some things, some traits of ALL our ancestors (I tried, in some way, in some moments to acquire the major part of them) are not respected anymore. There is no way back indeed.
I usually ask myself, from many time ago, how would react our ancestors, ANY of them (100 years ago.... 8000 years ago) seeing in what have we became.
In some way, I did some kind of necromancy, raising from the grave one random Cristiano Viejo...
Yes, I share MANY elements of him and sometimes the line of separation is melt in some kind of simbiosis between a postmodern romantic european and an ancient Castilian Caballero.
And, of course, as you all can imagine, I loved it.
And yes, In my real life I sleep with a sword, I really try to behave in an honorable way, to be a caballero and respect and protect all the good people. And yes, at the same time I am cruel and unmercifull with the people that have shown baseness or a menace to me, what I love or innocent ones.
And I must confess that my avatar Cristiano Viejo has proven to be a great mentor and counselor in many aspects of my real life. Maybe things would be better for all of us if we had some extra "selfmade inner ancestor voice"? Maybe. But it would be impossible to many void heads.
Well, this is taking too much time and I would like to remind some names here in my last message. I promise be short.
Alana: Como bien os he hecho llegar, habeis sido fuente de gratificación y satisfacción. España es menesterosa de más mujeres como vos. Y sí, sois hermosa dama sin parangón en estos lares. Suerte.
Jarl: Your blows of surgical precision are the scourge of the unhappy are admirable. Your dodges before their desperate attacks remind me a Dancing warrior, ever smiling.
Captain Blackbeard: Do you remember our first struggles, in other fields? And our reconciliation? I respect your conviction in your defense of your ancient home. Farewell.
Agrippa: Thanks for your difussions of information. I have learnt many more interesting things that you can surely imagine. We surely will meet again, Sage.
Bridie: have you thought in becoming misionera in some third world country? I respect your sense of justice but maybe it will be more adecquate and profitable there... I think that your efforts in some needed country would be more cathartics for you than the critics here. Profiles are yours are a pride to our nations... when focused!. Goodbye Bridie. Good luck.
Killer: compañero criollo, muchos son los españoles a los que nos resplandecen los cansados ojos al saber que aún hay gente, lejos de nuestro hogar, que aún nos recuerda como lo que fuimos y sienten orgullo y dicha al saberse parte de nuestra estirpe. Gracias.
Osweo: ah, ¿qué puedo deciros? Habeis invocado sanas carcajadas en este pecho peludo y varonil que llegásteis a ver en una precisa obra pictórica. Sois digno caballero que se me antoja ideal compañero para recorrer los rincones escondidos de nuestras ambas patrias occidentales. Si algún día os encontrais en lo más profundo de Iberia, rodeado de Meigas, trasgos, sacamantecas y hombres lobos... clamad mi nombre... y si no aparezco de entre las ruinas y malezas... contadles algún chiste o entonad ancestral cántico. Salud.
Eburos: I would have liked sharing more time with you. Thanks for your interest in our old culture. Thanks as well for worrying about my departure. I am sorry, no way back. For sure if America had more people like you, things in the whole world, for all of us, would be better. Tened fortuna y dicha.
Stefan: Don't study too much! There is time for everything... you know what I mean. Thanks for the classification. Visit Spain!. Buena suerte con todo, Estebanico.
Asega: As you know, I respect your combative spirit. And remember, Spaniards are nice people! I am aware that You are focused, contrary to others, to the adequate targets. Mantén la beligerancia enfocada. Hasta la vista.
Pallamedes: was a pleasure to share knowledges with you as well as a pride that you felt interested by it. Américan needs more people like you.
Radojica: Your transparence is unquestionable. Eres un buen hombre.
Ullarsskald: we stablished contact late, Almogavar, and I had yesterday some problems sending you private messages with info about Crown of Aragon and Tarraco that now must be in the void. Thanks for all the you have posted as well. Your similarity with my castilian rude uncle Pepe is awesome.
Pallantides: Don't step back neither give up against the blonde newcomers, Resist as a member of the ancient Europe, you are, as inheritor of the ancient dwellers of the north. As a true (stylized elvish) BaR1B1arian!!. Good luck.
Iberia: Un espíritu combativo como el tuyo solo lo puede haber parido nuestra ruda tierra. Ha sido un honor y un orgullo compartir armas contigo. Eres un dignísimo defensor de nuestro nombre. Los difuntos y los no presentes estarán orgullosos de tí.
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For sure I forget names in here, I offer you, member reader that feel disappointed for not finding your name here due to your respect to me, my most sincere apologizes for that inevitable mistake.
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Cristiano viejo...I am a man of weapons, not of speeches. I have spent too much time here and the virtue is an evasive treasure that flees from the places where dwell dirty souls, whose baseness is a highly transmissible and disturbing evil.
She, the virtue, preffers to hide in the clean and open fields, the shy forests, the proud ruins of past times, the seductive fountains and the sacred stones of ancestors. And she is calling this Caballero Perdido.
My Escudero is waiting for me with the armor, weapons and the colours of My Lineage, Castilla and Spain. "Mi señor, es menester ser prestos pues la tarde alcanza a su fín" he tells me allied with the neighs of my impatient corcel Quebrantador outside.
Let the bards, if their hearts value it, sing the past and coming deeds of this Caballero!
Sorry FRIENDS, but my departure from this place is inexorable as it was written in my blood my fate of wandering these ancient lands of Iberia, protecting the Legacy, as my soul for infinite lives did before mine.
It's my duty and my destiny, I accept it with Pride.
This Dark Era needs me and my kind.
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My time has come, my armor ready and my loyal Quebrantador claims for adventures and resume my eternal and secular errancy.
Soy un Cristiano Viejo.
Mis arreos son las armas
mi descanso el pelear...
Hasta la vista Dama. Farewell, The Apricity.
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