Role

Chapter 4

To summarize Hrakeshs thoughts on Order, the cities and the Spire he has
created a painting as was distributed briefly to the citizens of Thera.

A copy is enclosed here.

The painting before you is made in stone, and different minerals and crystals
replace what would normally be done with paint. The artist has not placed
much time on details, but rather the different objects and people in it are
simple yet clear in what they are. The picture stands two sided. On the left
you see a city as if sliced verticly in half, starting with half a stony city
wall with dignified guards standing on top dressed in crimson mantles and
wielding long spears. It continues with stone houses with wooden ceilings
where happy men and women, both humans and of other races stand baking,
butchering or - inside a house with the sign Apotechary - mixing potions.
Rising high in the middle stands a massive triangular gray Spire. Outside of
it stands a regal captain of the guards next to a metal pedestal of a
blindfolded lady.

As your gaze move up in the Spire you see at it's top gazing out of one of
the massive windows an elderly blond man of distinctively elvish features.
Continuing to the right more stone buildings follow with signs of the
warriors guild, and a brightly lit inn. The city ends with another city wall
where more guards stand vigilant gazing out over the road that leaves the
confines of the city to the right, carrying out into a stone road through
cultivated fields and small farms. This is where the right half of the
picture begins.

As your gaze follows the road right the farms change into a dark forest and
standing on the road you spot a humanoid barbarian figure dressed in furry
animal hides with several heads hanging from his belt. He is raising a
massive hammer in the direction of a short gnomish mage who seem to be caught
in a cloud of magical energy between his own short form and that of a vicious
rhinoceros.

Behind them hangs a snare from a forest tree, and up in the tree you can spot
two burning eyes peering intently on the snare. Further down the road you see
a number of darkly dressed thieves in a circle kicking someone lying in the
middle. Behind them a tall pale dark-elf stands with a gaunt devil behind him
and a fiery elemental charging after some poor travellers. Stringing the side
of the forest road lies corpses spread.

CHOOSE CIVILIZATION. CHOOSE ORDER. CHOOSE PROGRESS. CHOOSE SAFETY. CHOOSE
THERA.