Role

Chapter 15

Jhelruk sits within a large room full of hundreds of students, mainly
drow and elven, with the occasional woodelf. All holding the same
medatative pose. Jhelruk meanwhile grunts away trying to manipulate his
legs underneath him, using his arms he grabs his legs trying to force
them into position, muttering obscenities under his breath.

...

This process continues for much of the morning other students easily
reaching and holding posses, Jhelruk barely able to cross his legs. As
mid-day passes the class breaks for lunch and Jhelruk finds himself alone
as the teacher wanders from group to group having brief discussions with
the students.

...
...

"Class I have an announcement to make, never in my years did I think I
would see someone truely understand what this taching is about. For those
of you who have not reached the ... Umm ... self interprative meditation
height you could learn much from observation of the name I am yet to
mention. This is and always has been about finding those flaws, and making
them your strength. To follow and execute the pose to its very letter just
shows how much more you all have to learn. But to adapt well ... We all
know there so far has been only one. Jhelruk come to the front of the class."

As Jhelruk moves to the front a round of applause burts around him. The
teacher smiles broadly perhaps a little to broadly and passes the Jhelruk a
certificate of Macalla. Jhelruk peers at it a moment.

"I thought this was meanto to go for several weeks? Not half a day!"

"My son it goes for as long as it needs to several weeks is the average, some
are well well beyond that curve. Now go apply what you have learnt."


Jhelruk holds the certificate above his head in victory before returning to
the outside world.