AN INTERVIEW WITH
MARCO GULLWING
MARCO GULLWING: Can we make this quick? I really need to be getting on my way.
Q: Don't worry, I'll keep it short.
MG: Ah, good.
Q: Why don't we start with you telling us a little about yourself?
MG: There's not much to say, really. I'm from a town called Quirantes. It's not much as far as villages go, but it's home. I've lived there all my life. It's a quiet place. Lord Eric keeps things that way.
Q: What do you do there?
MG: I'm a messenger for Lord Eric.
Q: And how's that coming along for you?
MG: Terrible.
Q: Why?
MG: [Groans] Where do I even start? Any time he needs a message dispatched, he sends me. Normally it's not too bad -- Quirantes isn't so big that you can't cover the town in a few hours, but -- get this -- one day he gets it in his head to send a parcel to Avignary. Avignary! That's an ocean away.
Q: What's so bad about that? It sounds like fun. You know, see new places, meet new people...
MG: [Interrupting] That's just not for me. Adventures are for heroes and I'm not one, thank you very much.
Q: How's the pay?
MG: Meh. At least I get a farmstead if I work until I'm fifty.
Q: Did you say fifty? Looking at you, that'd be in about another thirty years.
MG: Yes.
[Pause]
MG: Is there something wrong with that?
Q: No, no, it's just that I figured someone your age would have -- how do I put this delicately? -- loftier aspirations.
MG: Me? Aspirations? [Laughs] When I die, they'll put a stone over my grave that says: "Here lies Marco, he lived a quiet life." And I'd say that wouldn't be too bad.
Q: You're pretty set in your ways for a young man.
MG: [Nods] There's a saying in Quirantes: "You'll never lose sight of your arrow if you never aim high." I don't want much out of life but I know what I want. And since what I want isn't much, there's no way I won't get it.
Q: You sound pretty sure of yourself.
MG: That's the only thing I'm sure of.
Q: What, yourself?
MG: No. I mean my career plans. You'll see. At fifty I'll have my own farmstead, and if things go really well for me I might even have a chicken.
Q: One chicken?
MG: [Shrugs] You have to start somewhere. Now if you'll excuse me, I really must be going. I've a ship to catch.
Q: Good luck to you, then. Take care.
Q: Don't worry, I'll keep it short.
MG: Ah, good.
Q: Why don't we start with you telling us a little about yourself?
MG: There's not much to say, really. I'm from a town called Quirantes. It's not much as far as villages go, but it's home. I've lived there all my life. It's a quiet place. Lord Eric keeps things that way.
Q: What do you do there?
MG: I'm a messenger for Lord Eric.
Q: And how's that coming along for you?
MG: Terrible.
Q: Why?
MG: [Groans] Where do I even start? Any time he needs a message dispatched, he sends me. Normally it's not too bad -- Quirantes isn't so big that you can't cover the town in a few hours, but -- get this -- one day he gets it in his head to send a parcel to Avignary. Avignary! That's an ocean away.
Q: What's so bad about that? It sounds like fun. You know, see new places, meet new people...
MG: [Interrupting] That's just not for me. Adventures are for heroes and I'm not one, thank you very much.
Q: How's the pay?
MG: Meh. At least I get a farmstead if I work until I'm fifty.
Q: Did you say fifty? Looking at you, that'd be in about another thirty years.
MG: Yes.
[Pause]
MG: Is there something wrong with that?
Q: No, no, it's just that I figured someone your age would have -- how do I put this delicately? -- loftier aspirations.
MG: Me? Aspirations? [Laughs] When I die, they'll put a stone over my grave that says: "Here lies Marco, he lived a quiet life." And I'd say that wouldn't be too bad.
Q: You're pretty set in your ways for a young man.
MG: [Nods] There's a saying in Quirantes: "You'll never lose sight of your arrow if you never aim high." I don't want much out of life but I know what I want. And since what I want isn't much, there's no way I won't get it.
Q: You sound pretty sure of yourself.
MG: That's the only thing I'm sure of.
Q: What, yourself?
MG: No. I mean my career plans. You'll see. At fifty I'll have my own farmstead, and if things go really well for me I might even have a chicken.
Q: One chicken?
MG: [Shrugs] You have to start somewhere. Now if you'll excuse me, I really must be going. I've a ship to catch.
Q: Good luck to you, then. Take care.
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