Iniative Lore Podcast INITIATIVE LORE: “Half-Truths, Whole Drinks” Episode 14

INITIATIVE LORE: “Half-Truths, Whole Drinks” Episode 14

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"Half-Truths, Whole Drinks" w/ Gilbreth Bernardus
"Half-Truths, Whole Drinks" w/ Gilbreth Bernardus
INITIATIVE LORE: "Half-Truths, Whole Drinks" Episode 14
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Episode 14A: “The Time I Married Into a Cult for Free Room and Board” + Episode 14B: “The One Night I Wasn’t Lying”

Host: Gilbreth Bernardus
Style: One-part advice, two-parts bragging, three-parts made-up
Setting: Crickets chirping outside. Occasional distant chanting. Gilbreth sounds… hesitant.

“Usually, when I meet someone new… I lie.
Not to hurt them.
Just to feel interesting.
Safe.
Unknowable.”

:: TRANSCRIPT ::

Woodd creaks. Someone hums eerily in the background. Gilbreth clears his throat.

Gilbreth:
“Now before you judge me — and you will — I want to make it very clear:
they had wine.
They had beds.
They had amazing robes.

And I was very, very tired.”


🏛️ The Cult

“Called themselves The Eternal Fold. Said the stars whispered to them and so did the turnips.

I figured they were eccentric vegetarians with matching cloaks.

But then someone handed me a scroll, called me ‘Beloved Vinebinder,’ and offered me a ceremony.”


💍 The Marriage

“I said yes. Of course I did. I thought it was symbolic.

Next thing I know, I’m married to a ceremonial tree named ‘Gloryroot.’
They threw flower petals. I gave a speech. The tree was silent but deeply present.”


🧙‍♂️ The Problem

“Turns out — spiritual marriage is legally binding in certain druidic jurisdictions.

I now technically own a plot of land I can’t locate and am forbidden from eating beetroot for seven years.”


Gilbreth (smug):
“Best sleep I ever had, though.”

🎶 “Half-truths, whole drinks — and a tree who still sends me dreams.” 🎶


Episode 14B: “The One Night I Wasn’t Lying”

(Soft wind. A ship bell chimes once. Gilbreth speaks softly, no performance in it.)

Gilbreth:
“Usually, when I meet someone new… I lie.
Not to hurt them.
Just to feel interesting.
Safe.
Unknowable.”


💫 The Night

“She found me on the docks. Said she could always tell when someone was pretending.

I asked her what I looked like.

She said, ‘Like someone who wants to be forgiven for things they haven’t done yet.’

(beat)

“We sat. Talked. Laughed. I didn’t invent a single detail.

I told her my real name.

I think… I told her my real self.”


The End

“We parted ways before sunrise. No promises. No regrets.

Just a look that said, ‘That was enough.’

And maybe… it was.”


Gilbreth (softly):
“I lie for many reasons.
But the one time I didn’t…
That’s the night I remember most clearly.”

🎶 “Half-truths, whole drinks — and the truth that didn’t need to last to be real.” 🎶

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