Run’s real name is Rún.
When I first started playing Godville, I approached much like I do with any other software; “who needs to read directions and manuals, if the application is intuitively written?” All seemed do ls at first; I set up the ZPG, and quickly moved on to other interesting things, (much like what Rún was doing on his own), for a number of weeks. One day I was wondering through the installed software and wondered how things were going with the ZPG. I found Rún was dead, and badly in need of resurrection. I also learned it was not the first time he died, and had been auto-resurrected a number of times, as his god had plumb forgot about him. After that, I started to be a more attentive god, and would check in occasionally to offer encouragement. One day, Rún’s god became curious about dueling, and gave it a try, finding out that he enjoyed the matches – besides, it was not like it was his blood being spilled on the arena floor. Having been on his own for a while, Rún performed surprisingly well in the arena. At first, when Rún and I started dueling, I would only encourage him. Then I learned to shout down commands. Then, through the courtesy of our opponents, I soon learned that the dreaded punish button was not focused only on Rún. For some time there after, I thought of the balance of actions a god could take was good way to balance out those who could afford to purchase god power with those who could not. I think xxxx was the first to teach me of a more sinister application. ;-)
Rún has a song which one may find information about in the Wikipedia:
“Siúil a Rún” is a traditional Irish song, sung from the point of view of a woman lamenting a lover who has embarked on a military career, and indicating her willingness to support him.
The song has English language verses and an Irish language chorus, a style known as macaronic.
The title translates to “go, my love” (or variants):siúil is an imperative, literally translating to “walk!”, a rún is a term of endearment.
Siúil A Rún
Lyrics:
I wish I was on yonder hill ‘Tis there I’d sit and cry my fill And every tear would turn a mill Is go dté tú mo mhuirnín slán
Chorus Siúil, siúil, siúil a rún Siúil go socair agus siúil go ciúin Siúil go doras agus éalaigh liomIs go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
I’ll sell my rock, I’ll sell my reelI’ll sell my only spinning wheel To buy my love a sword of steel Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
I’ll dye my petticoats, I’ll dye them red And round the world I’ll beg my bread Until my parents shall wish me dead Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain I wish I had my heart again And vainly think I’d not complain Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
But now my love has gone to France to try his fortune to advance If he e’er comes back ’tis but a chance Is go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
One translation of the Irish chorus is: Go, go, go my love Go quietly and peacefully Go to the door and flee with me And may you go safely my dear.
Alternate set of lyrics – for Irish version:
His hair is black, his eye is blue His arm is stout, his word is true I wish my darling I was with you’s go dtéigh tú, a mhúirnín, slán
I’ll sell my rack, I’ll sell my reel I’ll sell my only spinning wheel To buy my love a coat of steel’s go dtéigh tú, a mhúirnín, slán Siúil, siúil, siúil a rún Siúil go socair agus siúil go ciúin Siúil go doras agus éalaigh liom’s go dtéigh tú, a mhúirnín, slán
But now my love has gone to France to try his fortune to advance Will he come back ‘tis but a chance’s go dtéigh tú, a mhúirnín, slán
I’ll dye my petticoats, I’ll dye them red And on the streets I’ll beg my bread Until my parents shall wish me dead’s go dté tú mo mhúirnín slán
Siúil, siúil, siúil a rún Siúil go socair agus siúil go ciúin Siúil go doras agus éalaigh liom’s go dtéigh tú, a mhúirnín, slán
I watched them sail on Brandon HillIt’s there I sat and cried my fill And every tear would turn a mill’s go dtéigh tú a mhúirnín, slán
I wish the King would return to reign And bring my lover home again I wish, I wish, I wish in vain’s go dtéigh tú a mhúirnín, slán
Siúil, siúil, siúil a rún Siúil go socair agus siúil go ciúin Siúil go doras agus éalaigh liom’s go dtéigh tú, a mhúirnín, slán
I sold my flax and I sold my wheel to buy my love a sword of steel so if in battle he might wheel
Johnny’s gone for a soldier
Chorus Oh my baby oh my love gone the rainbow gone the dove your father was my only love Johnny’s gone for a soldier