Lamayinn K'siarlar the Fist of Darkness, Provost Magistrate

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Chapter 10

Having fallen to Knacnar and Melememelem, having most of her items taken
by Melememelem, Lamayinn simply disregard and proceed to do some rearmoring.

Melememelem attempted to degrade the Blood Tribunal and Lamayinn, by
offering the equipments to Lamayinn while claiming ownership of the
Blood Tribunal. Lamayinn rejected the offer plainly, she is the Provost
Magistrate of the Blood Tribunal, accepting the items would be as if
Melememelem owns her and the Blood Tribunal. The faith and belief trusted
to Lamayinn the Tribunal Lords and Magistrates must not be betrayed.

Her pride and will as a Blood Tribunal refuses to give in to Melememelem,
a choice that she made. Equipments come and go, they can be bought and sold.
Pride, determination, leadership, trust, integrity, the virtues and values
that cannot be bought, one who sold those virtue would be nothing more than
a puppet, one unworthy to live a life, not to mention lead the Blood
Tribunal. A dark-elf thinking of such virtues, in fact, practicing them,
guess no one would be expecting that. Truth is, that is how Lamayinn grew
up to be, changing as she age, becoming wiser and becoming a people person.

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Chapter 9

Given the opportunity to become the Provost Magistrate of the Blood
Tribunal, Lamayinn took it up immediately. Now not only she'll serve the
citizens of Thera, but also her fellow Magistrates.

She promise democracy and cultivating of talents, with higher level of
standardization. She wish to lead the Members of the Blood Tribunal to
a higher peak, a better and brighter era. There will be no discrimination
during her time as the Provost Magistrate. Everyone will be given a
chance to prove their worthiness. In order to be just to everyone, she
has to be just to her fellow Magistrates, she will provide clarity and
transparency, if any were to ask, she'll answer tacticfully without
any hidings.

The next will be to await to speak to Lord Zulghinour, and hope that he
would find her worthy to grant her his mark of the flaming crown.

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Chapter 8

Lamayinn, being a Provincial Magistrate, hopes to become the Provost in
the future. While that is her aim, she studied the various religions of
the Gods in Thera. She discovered the one religion that she finds most
familiar and trueful, the religion of Lord Zulghinlour, the Flaming crown.

It is true that a leader must lead the army through different terrains,
to different part of Thera. One who is unable to navigate, only will lead
the army to their doom. Understand the path, the shortcuts, the most
efficient way, will only make the army less tired when moving, increasing
the morale.

A leader must be strong willed, having strong determination and far-sight.
One must know how to capture their armys' heart and attention, in order
to drive them further into combat, to make them excel. A leader must
know her men, in order to know where to position them, utilizing their
talent and strong points, increasing productivity.

Not all wars can be won through bloodshed, some of the most noble one
are won through the war of paper and words. Winning the physical war
is one thing, winning the mental war is yet another. It is important
to win both of them. To know the enemy is already winning half of the
war, the rest will be to pummel them down with words and force.

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Chapter 7

While Lamayinn is on duty, during the quiet times, she can't help but think
which is something that gives her headache instead of beneficial thoughts.
Nevertheless, thoughts came to her, despite her unwillingness to accept them.

What is the relationship between laws and order?

She understands that laws are bindings that keep mortal intact, a chain tied
onto everyones' neck, to ensure that they would not stray from their path.
Order is like an element, similar to good and evil, which can be more closely
referred to as pattern, characteristic, personality and life style of a mortal.
So laws are like the chain to ensure everyone has a similar standard. That is
a rather negative thought, Lamayinn figured.

She reviewed that understand, attempting to look at things in a positive
manner. She realised that, laws may not necessary be bindings, but instead a
set of guidelines, supporting order, for it to flourish. Laws are like the
pillars supporting order as it is the roof, where the mortals form the base
of the house. So laws isn't a binding afterall, but a role model, a sample
rules that everyone to follow, just like the rules of life and death.

With that, the dedication strengthens within Lamayinn, that her choice is
right. That she should persist to continue applying the laws, teaching them
so that order can be around, so that there would be another repeat of
history like what Chaos Jullias had caused.

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Chapter 6

Lamayinn encountered numerous interestng people as she continues the work of a Magistrate.
People selling their loyalty for trinkets, gold and beauty. She looked at herself in the
mirror, staring her fat and bald reflectiong, she knew that is being short changed when
it comes to abilities to enslave people to do her biddings.

The one ability that the whores in Seantryn Modan are famous for, the art of seduction.
To do so, she has to overcome her current bald and fat figure. She began exercising,
controlling her diet, even went through the trouble to put on a wig, attempts to beautify
herself.

Slowly as she continues her Magistrate duties, she became more and more beautiful, her
figure became to slim down, with a fine twenty-one inche waistline. She dyed her wig
silver, to make it more attractive, glimmering under the sun. She feels more confident as
men whistle at her as she passes by. So it says, when you have it, flaunt it.

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Chapter 5

Things went black again, the coldness, the silence, they seems to last for eternity.
Slowly, Lamayinn regained her conscious, it all seems like a long dream, similar to
the ones she had in the past, only this time, there was no assuring voice of safety.

Humming sounds were heard, eventually it grew louder and clearer, the cries of many
began to form a series of outrage, announcing the fifth age of Thera.

Panicking, unsure of what is going on, Lamayinn attempts to search for Milantai.
Searching from the room where Milantai first placed Lamayinn at, to Galadon, then
the Spire. Milantai was no where to be found, unsure of what to do, Lamayinn sat down
on her fat butt, scratch her bald head, puzzled and lost. It was then, the gods announced
the unfortunate event that not all survived the transformation.

At the point is where Lamayinn had to make a decision, something that she hates doing,
simply because it hurts her mind so much. Nevertheless, it is something that she has to
do.

First, she decided that she wants revenge from the group of Outlanders that disfigured
her badly. Second, she decided that she will inherit the purpose and dedication of her
late savior and friend, Milanti. She'll become a Magistrate to continue Milanti's work.
Third, letting her guards do her work as much as possible, while she bum and enjoy the
different delicacies that she can find.

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Chapter 4

The weeks to come Lamayinn had several long conversations with Milantai and they
became good friends. Lamayinn might have disliked school at her home, but her mind
thirsted for knowledge after being idle for so long. She learned every nook and cranny
there was to know about the laws of the spire. And the more she learned, the more she
realized that this might be something for her. The law could work for her, having
guards under her command, citizens looking up at her with respect informing her of
crimes making the work easier. And of course, earning gold for just being around. Of
course speaking of the law the different guilds of Thera was mentioned and the guild
of the dark knights caught her attention. Rumour had it that they could infuse their
weapons with the souls of those they kill, thus making their weapon more powerful.
Lamayinn could almost see it before her, her guards tearing her enemies apart while
her weapons siphoned the powers from them, all she had to do was be there.

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Chapter 3

As the tiny creature sat down Lamayinn realized that it was a gnome, possibly female.
Then the gnome started talking.

I am Milantai DiRamito, magistrate of Galadon. I had been hunting that giant for
weeks when I found him, waiting for you to become tender over the fire. Unfortunately
I had to focus on him first before I could set you free, though I put out the flames as
soon as I assaulted the giant. He must have mistaken you for on the drows in our
service, or, he might have just been hungry. Who knows what those savage outlanders
think. Anyways, you are now in Galadon, in a safe place. Your wounds have been
tended to by the best healers money can buy. But your skin will not heal completely,
you were hung over those flames far to long for that. It is a miracle that youre alive. I
fear that you will no longer be able to grow out any hair either. But youre alive and
your body should be fully functional from what the healer said. You have been in a
healing sleep during the past five weeks, and you should be quite hungry, so try to eat
something so that you can regain your strength. Ive bought you some clothes and have
stored some coins for you after I sold what treasures the giant carried, I wont let you
out into the world again without anything you know. The city doesnt need any more
beggars.

As soon as the gnomes mentioned food Lamayinns hunger overwhelmed the pain and
she threw herself over the tray, cleaning it out before the gnome even was able to finish
her sentence. The gnome chuckled and snapped with her fingers and the guard at the
door quickly shouted a few orders out the door. Moments later someone handed a tray
to the guard who carried it over the bed.

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Chapter 2

The heat of a fire and the smell of grilling meat brought Lamayinn back to
consciousness, was someone cooking perhaps? Slowly she opened her eyes and saw a
gigantic creature in front of her, sharpening the tip of a spear while looking at her with
hungry eyes. Then she realized that it wasnt only the pain from the bruises that she
felt, but rather something else. She realized that the giant was upside down, or rather,
Lamayinn was.

As the flames begin to swirl up around her naked body she began screaming, a scream
that didnt die out until she passed out from the pain.

She dreamed of flaming giants, ripping her limbs off, she dreamed of her sisters
cackling with glee as they kicked her on the ground, she dreamed of herself starving in
the forests. The only thing that made her sleep easier was when a voice occasionally
whispered that she was safe.

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Chapter 1

Knocking her sister out with the backside of a large stirring spoon Lamayinn used the
spoon to move her sisters plate closer to her, making it obvious that she didnt want to
put more effort into stealing her sisters food than she had to. She quickly began
stuffing her mouth full with the food, cleaning out the plate making sure not a single
drip of sauce was left on the plate, or her clothes.

She pondered the situation for a bit, now she was stuffed. She couldnt possibly get
another bite down and she was supposed to be in class in ten minutes. She hated being
late, role + but she hated being in class even more, as it mean that she was stuck in the
classroom without any food source for at least four hours, and what was worse, shed
have to work for four hours, solving problems and trying to draw magic through the
veil. But on the other hand If her mother found out that she skipped another class.
That might be worse. Perhaps if she just stuck it out until her mother died shed be
home safe. Able just sit back and relax and let everyone work for her instead.

Lamayinn didnt get any further with her thoughts before something hit her in the neck
and all went black.

Lamayinn could hear voices whisper, she wasnt certain what it was that they were
saying as she was more concerned with her throbbing head. Slowly she opened her
eyes, the pain in her head was excruciating and she saw her five sisters standing over
her. The eldest of them took at step forward, glaring down at Lamayinn.

Finally mother gave up on you Lamayinn, it was about time. But for some odd reason
she has forbidden us to kill you. So, there you are. Not dead, but you will be unless you
manage to find your way to some overside city.

With those words, all of her sisters took at step forward and started kicking her until
things went black again

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