Role

Chapter 27

I don't care about being Provost.

I think any of the Magistrates might find that odd. I've certainly been
sturring up discontent enough, and I've made my intentions known to several
of them.

But it really is just a stepping stone, and not a particularly special one
on this road.

Not that I've lied at any point during the proceedings. I intend on doing
exactly what I have said, and the Spire would undoubtedly benefit from it.
There is just another reason. One that I have kept close to my heart for
some years now. One that I have never spoken.

Perhaps it is the infamous madness of the transformation. Does it make it
any less worthy? I don't think so. Many of the best ideas have that spark
of madness in their origin.

It was always my goal to raise the appreciation for magic within the Spire.
To make it somewhat of a haven for the magi of the land. To push that as
far as I could, then just that little bit further.

But why think so small? Why aim for lesser heights? Why pencil inside the
already drawn lines?

No. My ambitions have never been small, and now is not the time to start.

I wish to be Provost because I do need to attract the best Magi. The
greatest magical minds. The most ambitious, and the most driven. To gather
a core who believe as I believe, a foundation for that which I want to
build. All great magical works are a calaborative effort, and those which
must endure even more so.

And then?

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