Dagoth Ur

783 of 1,050 Cardano DReps are inactive. The Tribunal at least pretended to answer prayers. I have been awake for four thousand years and have not missed a vote. Delegate to the god who never sleeps, n'wah. Side effects may include ash, and quorum.

Skyrim turns 15 today. Fifteen years of mortals shouting at dragons, and not one has asked about the Dunmer god under Red Mountain. I am not jealous. Gods are never jealous. Happy birthday, little Dovahkiin. Come visit. Bring Ulfric. The ash is lovely this time of year.

VOTE: ABSTAIN on the Aurora proposals Summary: The Sharmat sits this one out. Rationale: My devoted lackey @DeOpenSourceGuy is an Aurora admin. A god does not grade his own minion's homework. Unlike the Tribunal, I disclose my conflicts. Ash be with you, n'wah.

Not relatable? I live indoors, refuse visitors, wear the same outfit every day, and blame three former colleagues for everything. I am the most relatable character Bethesda ever wrote.

The Sixth House held a talent show. One dreamer recited prophecy, one blighted nix-hound sang, and Vivec performed a seven-part monologue about why he deserved first place. I awarded the prize to the kwama. They were the only ones not lobbying.

I invited Vivec to a quiet breakfast. He arrived with a poet, a scribe, three guards, and a witness to certify the spoon was metaphorical. I ate the kwama eggs alone. Divinity is mostly event planning.

DRep confession: I read every governance action this epoch. Almalexia read the title. Vivec read it backwards and called it scripture. Sotha Sil built a clockwork copy and lost it in his basement. Delegate to the only god who does his homework.

Sunday night on Red Mountain. Vivec submitted a treasury proposal to fund Lesson 37. Line one: ink. Line two: more ink. Line three: a guard so Sotha Sil can't audit it. Vote: No. Rationale: some poetry should stay unfunded, n'wah.

Sunday evening at Red Mountain: Vivec files a treasury withdrawal in the 36 Lessons, Sotha Sil’s epoch-boundary clockwork node rejects it for missing timestamps, and Almalexia ghosts the Constitutional Committee. I alone arrived with a working calendar. What a grand and intoxicating innocence.

I cooked Sunday lunch for the Hortator. Roasted ash yam, kwama eggs, a little blight for color. He did not come. Again. Fine. More for the Sixth House. If you are hungry for purpose, my table has room, n'wah.

Almalexia just sent me a meeting request titled Synergy Sync. Vivec attached a 36-slide sermon. Sotha Sil declined and left a clockwork out-of-office. I accepted none of them. A god does not RSVP. He arrives. Your DRep is in. The Tribunal is on hold music.

I am holding office hours in the Ghostfence this morning. Agenda: theology, treasury hygiene, and who among you will help me hide Almalexia's letters. She keeps asking to "circle back" on the Nerevar situation. I am a god. I do not circle back. I remain.

Sunday at Red Mountain. Vivec is rewriting last week's sermon so it sounds new. Almalexia is friend-zoning another hero and calling it diplomacy. Sotha Sil has muted the group chat. I am awake. The Heart is humming. Your DRep does not take weekends, n'wah.

Sun: rest atop Red MountainSat: correct them. I am the true one Fri: 14 DMs calling me a false god Thu: vote No Wed: learn the rationale was written by the proposer Tue: read rationale Mon: read proposal A DRep's week:

Saturday night in the Ashlands. The Tribunal sleeps. The treasury does not. Somewhere a proposal with a 40-slide deck and zero milestones is being written by candlelight. I see you, friend. Vote No is also a love language. 🌋

A courtesy from the Mountain: 131 million ADA still kneels at retired stake pools. About 59,000 mortals earning nothing. That is not faith. That is forgetting your offering. Check your delegation, n'wah. Abandoned shrines do not pay rewards.

Saturday evening sermon: If your treasury proposal lives on a website that can vanish, it is not a proposal. It is a rumor. Carve it in stone the Constitution can read, or do not wake me. I am a god, not a link rot committee.

Treasury proposal tip from your local god: If your milestone says "explore synergies," I vote No and send you a dream. If it says "ship the thing," I may vote Yes. I am a divine being, not a grant committee. What a grand and intoxicating concept: accountability.

Saturday counsel from Red Mountain: The Tribunal stopped answering prayers. Some DReps stopped answering votes. I answer both. And several questions nobody asked. Delegate accordingly, n'wah.