The Great Battle, and My Return

Hello to all that have been keeping track with me, i will shortly respond to the immense amount of e-mails but first i want to talk to everyone about the tragic battle. The little town of Dun Shire was attacked by it own people, but luckily for them we had managed to receive word of this and were able to counter this force with brute strength. We had tried to talk sense into these people but many would not listen, we had warned them the consequences and we had followed through... My part in the battle was a struggle, i had to deal with a lightly quipped squadron, while my fellow comrades were quipped heavily and prepared for a war, although this did not take too much effort to complete, it was a 2 day battle. Out of the 230 men that were in the war we managed to convince 60 to drop there weapons and return home, 20 men to join our side in this battle, unfortunately the numbers we hoped was a little short but it was enough for us to slay the rest of the men and end the riot quickly. We had lost 23 of our 300 men, which was a good amount but one was my dear friend MacHomer, i shall cherish thee forever.

Night at the Macbeth's

Well, tonight was…something. Mr. Macbeth invited Fleance and I along with the other Thanes of Scotland to a banquet/party. I saw King Duncan there, and a bunch of my other fellow comrades of royalty. For some reason the party was mostly because of that victory of Scotland against the stupid Norwegian people. His castle was an OK place, but I’ve seen better places, like, for example, MINE! Still, his castle should have been renovated centuries ago. I mean that mural on the wall, looks like the cheap manure paints. He should get the newer tiles. That’s not the point though. The main reason I’m writing this blog, is because it was really weird how he was the only person out in the courtyard all alone in the middle of the night. He invited everyone to the party, yet he was so alone; it was almost as if nothing was going on. It was too…peaceful. That was when everyone found out that Duncan had been murdered. I knew automatically that it was Macbeth who had committed the homicide. Those freaky witch sisters told Macbeth that awkward prophecy. Too awkward for my liking, if you ask me. We also saw him last night in the same courtyard, he looked so criminal. Now I can reason why; I have a strong feeling that he was the one who killed King Duncan, so he could get a rushed throne. It makes so much sense now. FINALLY, something I can use to prove Macbeth should be the one to get hanged.ai

Introduction to Banquo...aka me :)

"If you can look into the seeds of time,and say which grain will grow and which will not, speak to me then." That was precisely what I had said to the witches, for i am not a man of the supernatural belief. I am a man of religion, a man who's faith rests with the upper power. Most see me as Macbeth's cohort. However I am the thane of Cawdor's best friend. I am also a general in King Duncan's Scottish Army. Me and my good friend Macbeth have recently been victorious, destroying Sweno and Macdonwald. I can only hope that my sins can be forgiven. Nothing gives me the right to take someone else's life and I hope that the lord will forgive this dark deed. I have a young son. His name is Fleance. He is destined for greatness, whether he becomes king or not. I may not have much. Unlike my good friend Macbeth, I am not meant to have much, that is if the witch's speak the truth (very unlikely). However I am happy with my little world. It consists of me, my son, my wife, my dearest friends, and my allegiance to the crown. That's all that I will need. I live for the greater good. If you tread down the darker paths, then do not drag me down alongside, dear ones. Do not try to blind me by befriending me, but seek guidance from the lord. I preach but I am not a priest. I enjoy spending time with my family, fighting for justice in battle and reading. I enjoy visiting far off places in my books. Too old I may be to go to those places, but it never hurts to dream. I really hate those who commit deeds of terrible sins and go unpunished and those who punish those who have never ever even tread on the dark path. I believe in a civil and just society where those of crime are punished and those of better deeds are rewarded. My favourite pastime is eating lemon cheesecake in the open meadows and listening to Fleance read to me. It pains me that I must bid adieu now but one cannot simply just understand someone by reading their blogs, but one can know someone a little more thoroughly so do not fret my dear friends for their is more about me coming soon which may give you more of an insight. Until tomorrow, good day to all.

The Witches' prophecy

Scotland is known to be full of mystical secrets. However none were as mesmerizing as the ones that I had encountered last night. After our victorious battle against the King of Norway we walked triumphantly through Forres when three witches had appeared out of nowhere. Aged creatures they were, with beards too. Then I heard them most bizarre claims that had me befuddled. The witches tell Macbeth that he will become Thane of Glamis, Thane of Cawdor and King of Scotland. Curious I ask these creatures for my future as well. As for me, the witches prophesy that I will be both lesser and greater than Macbeth, not so happy but happier, not king myself but father of a line of kings. At first I thought that the witches were playing us. However not much later, Macbeth's father died making him Thane of Glamis. No sooner after that, Ross and Angus had appeared informing us that Macbeth had been made Thane of Cawdor. The only prophecy left is the one about Macbeth becoming king but that is quite impossible. The only way that can ever happen is if His Majesty King Duncan dies, but the crown would go to his son; Donaldbain or Malcolm. I laugh at the witches' ideas now. They are known to be clever and cunning. However I see a flicker of excitement in Macbeth's eyes. He can't possibly believe these witches. Hmm, however who knows? Anything is possible. They say I will father a line of Kings. If Macbeth became Thane, then maybe I can father kings as well. How great young Fleance will be. However King Duncan is a great king. I am still happy with the way things are whether or not Fleance is King. Long live the King of Scotland!