[The Watcher's Book: VENDURMAR]
News came to the ear of the king one day, by
word of his cup bearer, that the people had become too many and bored with life
behind the walls. “Their excitement of
such new and different things, have made them complacent and in need of
redirection, lest they begin to find pleasure in strife and rally against you.”
Clapping his hands the king called for his
Spiritual advisor and Chef of Arms. He
shared what his cup bearer had said and agreed with his words, “Go out think on
this matter for your selves and in one hour return as to what shall be done.”
After they left Vendumar told the cup bearer
to tell the kitchen to make a meal and have four settings prepared. At the hour’s end a table had been so set as
ordered. When the Spiritual advisor and
Chef of Arms returned they saw the king being served wine by the cup bearer
beside him. Vendumar asked, “Well, speak
plainly.”
The Chef Guard, Legandriel began, “Sire, it
is true the entering people have overwhelmed Mithar, and their only intent is to
claim homes for themselves with no regards to heritage or how the provisions
came to be. They have become drunk from
the bounty, and yes sire rumors that the Watchers are less than once thought.”
Looking at Vethdema, his spiritual advisor, “What
do you say?”
Vethdema echoed the same, adding, “Sire, if
I may – a way of earning these ‘blessings’ might be devised that would
encourage more willing citizens of our original intent as teachers to the ‘lesser’
men.”
Vendumar smiled, being greatly pleased, “Understood.” Turning to his cup bearer, the king
introduced, “This man here, Kalena by name, had no fear in sharing this truth
with me. Because of that, and the
respect I have witnessed first-hand; I name you as the Mayor of Mithar. As the people reenter the city I think it
would be best to see one of their own leading them. You shall be second only to
myself. Your greatest advisors shall be
these two here. As quickly as you rose
surely may you fall; we all know this to be true. Now, come you three dine and tell me more. I am hungry for meat and your councils both.”
Slowly over the weeks a teaching school within
the tower was setup. It also was devised
that only those who attended such training were allowed to reside within the
protective walls of the city. In this
way was the city regained from the Nasil without bloodshed; and the power of the
king grew. The basic need for masons to repair the southern wall, and teaching desert dwellers how to fish came as among the first lessons to be taught. Later great houses grew out from
the tower each with a degree plan and skill.
In time the Priesthood grew stronger devising coded lessons and password
making it even more challenging to reside in Mithar Its wealth and prestige grew as well.
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