Role

Chapter 3

Over the past several years of Ziruanja's life, she has continued to walk steadfastly
in her faith to Marcatis' teachings, yearning to learn more of it and therefore be able
to share it. Each new revelation only seems to bolster her complete trust in the lord
who once appeared to her seemingly out of thin air.

Since then, she has been recruited to join the Blood Tribunal. It was clear to her early
on when she arrived to the 'dry lands' that morality was an issue which was being used
by men and women on both sides to drive chaos forward. How could there be peace if the
Empire saw their vision of dominance come to fruiton? How could humankind live with itself
if the Fortress had its way and every 'tarnished' soul was cut from the world?


Where was true justice in the laws of mankind to be found then? It was apparent to Ziruanja
that the Blood Tribunals were dedicated to the only law she could get behind. 'When you are
in our cities, you will respect our lives and our well-being. Other than that, you are free
to do as you please and we wish you to feel safe.'

As she strives each day in solemn duty to her lord Marcatis and to the Blood Tribunal,
Ziruanja recites this mantra in the quiet places to still her spirit.

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Yea the waters, for they are calm in Winter.
She has come bearing cold gifts, a shiftless daughter.
Until the end, yea incessant spark.
Divine without divinity.

Alas, could I ever be the Winter,
Could I ever be the gift,
A solemn prayer my canticle,
Discernment my undying wish.

Teach unto me Justice,
Teach unto me Nobility,
Until the End.