Role

Chapter 3

No one living knew precisely how old Councilor Daerkaan might be, he simply
was. The backgrounds of the other three council members were well documented
though, and while Daerkaan's servants and stewards through the years had kept
meticulous records of his affairs and dealings the origins of the lich remained
as obsured and concealed as the paths in the swirling fog about the great
citadel. Still, it was considered a great distinction to be awarded a place
as an apprentice among his servants. Laisren it was determined had shown
particular strength of will and went about his studies in a deliberate manner
with a diligence that stood far and away above his competitors. The fact that
filling such a minor role among the many that made up the myriad of positions
in the Tower of Thar-acacia came under the scrutiny of the council was in
Laisren's mind the first evidence of the systemic challenges that kept the
population frozen in place and held progress at bay. Policy and procedures must
of course be documented, enacted, reviewed and inspected to maintain the
productivity provided by order and law, but when they became the goal rather
than the means to achieve the goal corrections must take place. At his first
opportunity, Laisren submitted this notion in a brief well written letter to
his lich lord. The next morning Laisren was escorted from his chambers through
the keep's gates and down the mountain paths to the fog below. The guardsman
handed him a folded piece of paper, pointed to the mists then turned on his
heel and headed back up the trail to the gates. Laisren opened the letter and
read words writtn in a perfect line of script "Go then and learn what Order is"
The page turned into ash in his grip and Laisren ventured out into the fog to
complete his task.