Perfect pitch 👌 hail hermes ❤

❤ I never heard anything Brilliant

❤ lovely

Hail hermes! a lord guidance for us of mankind

I love your narrations hails hermes

This was a very informative video, I wonder what the best strategy would be. To keep all your pieces in groups of 2 or more seems like a start. Can't wait to make my own set. Thanks.

Hah!

9 Men's Morris is one of the best strategy games and what I find fascinating is how easy it is to create the game out of almost nothing that it feels almost pointless to buy the game :)

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10:43 "white's turn again". why is that?

Nice poem. I had to mute the video because your voice was ruining the experience, but otherwise well done.

Sounds like a Disney song!

Wonderful! 😊👍

This is so beautiful. Thank you

Nathan, Do you know the specifics of any Games Templars may have played w/ Dice and Shield?

Is 5/2 at 25:40 an oversight or did I misunderstood something?

A lot of other historical games can be tedious or complicated, but this actually sounds fairly fun and fair. Thanks for the research and video

I learned this game a couple of months ago from an old lady at a café in Norway and I found your video to see if I remembered the rules correct. Great video, thank you for making it. Im pretty sure the old lady taught us that if your up against a mia (or meyer in our case) you could choose to not look at the dice, lose a life and take a new roll without claiming a higher roll. She also didnt teach that you could pass on the previous roll. I think both versions work, and we had alot of fun.

Hermes is the patron of thieves, so as a queer who sometimes magically finds things I'm in need of, i support this message.

SOPHIE - Lili You know you don’t belong to us he said unto the child We found you poorly in the swamp deep within the mire Your eyes bright red by moonlight, grey blue before the fire We knew that you were different, a difference deep and wild And we were drawn by deepest love this pen cannot explain No thoughts could ever pass our minds of fleeing from the pain. - The pain of one so young and cold we took from death’s dark claws As you grew within our hovel, submissive, bright and smart A child, a girl with deep black curls, brown skin without a flaw We loved you more as time passed by and death called once again To take the man that you called Pa. You never shed a tear You watched the Moon, you understood as Nature made its claim. - I noticed then you hardly slept, in silent meditation deep Things would move before your stare, you never suffered ills You would sing verse you weren’t taught, draw creatures from their sleep And they would sing along with you, nightbirds, raccoons and frogs Until an orchestra of sound rose up so beautiful to hear Surprising to myself as well, I never suffered fear. - But when you grew past childhood, when blood began to flow You ventured nightly through the woods following the song That seemed to spring from all the trees, song I didn’t know When young men came along to call, they froze at your red eyes And went away not to return, then rumors began to grow Fear from all the Villagers, the stories, hate and cries. - One bright morning we were taken by a tap upon our door Standing there all dressed in brown, four girls of Sophie’s age They came inside and took her hand, outside a man on horse She knew them all, they took a draught, then all sat on the floor A chant began, rose to a scream, the sound was tempest worse They took her then, she bade Goodbye, her happiness I saw. - I live alone, shunned by all, inside my mind I know When Moonlight falls and nightbirds sing I feel that I am blessed She’s watching o’er my life and trials, she brings the sun and snow And as I age I feel her here when chairs and tables move A whisper low, a song I hear, the call of her pet crow. Blessed be.

There's a technique in chess called Windmill, when a player goes back and forth capturing pieces of the oponnent exploiting the fact that he puts the adversary king in check by discovery every time. The movement is very similar to this kind of closing and remaking a mill going back and forth

how do you play Taflkast?

Check out 13 Ogham Poems.

Thank you for the tutorial! Great job. Where did you get the game board?

Why would anyone declare a number lower than that of they rolled?

I'm still dreaming about that t-shirt. 😄 Do you mind if I make items with the quote "be gay, do crimes, worship Hermes?"

I love the addition of "worship Hermes." Hail Hermes! ❤️ Absolutely fantastic ans I really want to put that image on a t-shirt that says "Be gay, do crimes, worship Hermes."

CRADLE TO COVEN Lili He'll sing your babes to sleep tonight, you won't hear him, they will He'll brush their brows and croon the sounds, the sweet, sweet songs of Hell While your babies slumber deep, their simple minds repose The lullabies will take them through the night, gently soothe their wills A magick world of moons and stars, their daytime world will close They sleep so deep and softly smile, they're drinking from the well Unknown to all but Ahriman he's kneading their small souls. He plants the seed for later years, it lies on fallow ground But it's alive, biding time, awaiting fertile times As youth matures the seed matures, when questions all arise About the meaning of the life and purpose all abound What they've been taught all through the times is nothing all but lies The seed has sprouted, not all grow, the astute do, their purpose will be found. They'll be set apart from their peers, their goals are different too They seem to know stranger things, deeper parts of life As man bumbles blindly on, with wars and crime and strife The children of our Lord embark, mysteries, questions due So far above the intellect the masses all endure They take the Cloak, the Book, Dark Arts, the power they implore. The Master takes them to his side and what they learn, they teach As others who have smaller plants embedded in their souls Seek to learn the secrets of the Cosmos and the world The Salt, the Water, Blood. The keys of life we reach We take the root, the Mandrake root, the lovely root of trances We learn to fly the darkest nights, the mysteries unfurled. We early learn the dangers of, talking of our Craft The curious come to us with hidden malice, knife And if they find one secret deep the danger will begin The throng with no understanding will scream of taking life But if they kill one single soul, their own lives and their kin Will turn into long misery, the damned of conscience blight. We all seek the knowledge of the ages, joy, enlightenment The Sun, the Moon, the Stars, the Water, Blood and Salt The Rain, the Life, the Earth. The Magick potions of our way We call upon our Gods of life, Ahriman, Baal exalt Tanit, Moloch guide our lives, protect the clans from fray Fill us with the golden light, the spirit, love, we pray.

Wonderful video, i really like poem and bardic things. The greek god are cool too. i appreciated it. Mersi bras!

In Ancient Greece, the game was called Enneadi, and the 3-piece game was called Trias (played either in a square as shown in the variations, or in a circular form that looked like a pie divided into 8 sections).

Very beautiful, I can imagine my ancestors sitting around an old table playing this, having little stones as life counters.

nice poetry👍👍

I was wondering will you maybe have a poem for Morpheus. Thank god my name got into one of your poems I love them 😊

in the ending (around 27:30), if A had decided to pass the pot onto B instead of calling it, what options would B have had? Would he then have to roll again and declare that he had beaten the 3-3 roll? Or could B have perhaps NOT rolled again, and just verbally increased his claimed roll to 2-1 (as he already knows 2-1 is what is in the pot). Or does he HAVE TO actually roll the dice again, if that makes sense?

Good poetry, very deep listen to the words

Not usually into poetry, but 🔥🔥🔥🔥

I just love your Hermes poetry I have seen it all twice already I can’t wait for more to come

How would the word moon be in the original language? What runes should be used or is there a special rune to represent the moon?

Nice

I’ve been looking for an understandable tutorial because I need to know how to play this game for a probability class… thank you!!

What a scenic composition! I truly feel like I am present in Ireland!! :) Keep creation vibrant, Nathan!!

Thanks for posting these, Nathan! They're lovely! 😀

@19:14 "I am playing very poorly for the dark side". Said every stormtrooper ever.

Never knew they named a dice game after the cutest girl's name in existence. That's a cool fact right ther.

Nicely done. I'll have to watch and analyze the whole lot when I'm better rested. Came here for Loki's Ode to Tyr from your reply video. I'm with Jen in suspecting that it wasn't feet Skadi was selecting for a husband, and that a great many things were censured by Snorri's interpretation.

Great info! Halfway through making a board and pieces with a Maker Bot. Exactly what I was looking for.

Finally some extensive documentation about this game, if been looking for hours! Thanks so much!

How is 2 & 1 the highest?

That senet/ur combo pack sound fire.

Cunning