Council of the Keep - Rank Restructure

You clan 'Officers called to Council, we begin in 5 minutes.'

You clan 'Shall we assemble in the Temple, guided as we shall in His spirit and our work.'

You clan 'Sanctimilis, will you see to sufficient victuals to see us through the day.'

Tristrim clans 'Yes, Sir.'

Muse tips her head forward slightly in respect to Acthus.

Temple of Nadrik

The feeling of holiness is strong within this room. It seems to radiate

from each wall, object, person and even the air itself seems charged with

it. The alabaster floor of marble stretches out in front of you and makes

no sound as you walk upon it. A stone fountain separates two columns of

pews that face an altar in front of the western wall. A large tapestry is

hanging delicately on the western wall, just below it is a golden plaque.

An alabaster knight kneels before a white marble statue of Nadrik.

A fountain bubbles quietly in the center of the room.

Hardwood pews fill the room.

An altar of red oak stands in front of the western wall.

(Golden Aura) Victis Malory Arbiter, Colonel of the Crown. |***| is here.

(Translucent) (Golden Aura) (White Aura) Acthus Renetar, Colonel of the Lance. * is here.

(Golden Aura) Mercerion Mamoritai, General of the Lance. |**| is here.

(Golden Aura) Muse d'Aggravaine, High Clerist and Guardian of the Ark * ^[+] is here.

Acthus salutes Muse.

Muse says (to Acthus) 'Ser.'

Muse sits on a hardwood pew.

[51 Pal] [ Knighthood ] Aenarion Colonel:Crown (Recruiter)

[51 Pal] [ Knighthood ] Mercerion General (Leader) (Recruiter)

[51 Cru] [ Knighthood ] Edirne Squire

[51 Pal] [ Knighthood ] Amargein Captain:Crown (Recruiter)

[51 Pal] [ Knighthood ] Acthus Colonel:Lance (Recruiter)

[51 Cle] [ Knighthood ] Kalado Knight:Shield

[51 Pal] [ Knighthood ] Victis Colonel:Crown (Recruiter)

[51 Pal] [ Knighthood ] Gwaine General (Leader) (Recruiter)

[46 Pal] [ Knighthood ] Muse Colonel:Shield (Recruiter)

[42 Swb] [ Knighthood ] Tristrim Squire

[36 Dru] [ Knighthood ] Mitsko Page

[26 Dru] [ Knighthood ] Dekkan Squire

Total: 12.

Acthus says (to Muse d'Aggravaine) 'Lady d'Aggravaine.'

Mercerion tips his head forward slightly in respect to Acthus.

Mercerion says (to Acthus) 'Colonel.'

Acthus says (to Mercerion) 'General.'

Victis looks around at the assembled Knights in gleaming finery and makes a futile attempt to wipe soot from his arms.

Mercerion utters the words, 'create spring'.

A magical spring flows from the ground.

Mercerion nods at Victis.

Temple of Nadrik

The feeling of holiness is strong within this room. It seems to radiate

from each wall, object, person and even the air itself seems charged with

it. The alabaster floor of marble stretches out in front of you and makes

no sound as you walk upon it. A stone fountain separates two columns of

pews that face an altar in front of the western wall. A large tapestry is

hanging delicately on the western wall, just below it is a golden plaque.

An alabaster knight kneels before a white marble statue of Nadrik.

A fountain bubbles quietly in the center of the room.

Hardwood pews fill the room.

An altar of red oak stands in front of the western wall.

Victis Malory Arbiter, Colonel of the Crown. |***| is here.

(Translucent) Acthus Renetar, Colonel of the Lance. * is here.

Amargein is resting here.

Mercerion Mamoritai, General of the Lance. |**| is here.

Muse d'Aggravaine is sitting on a hardwood pew.

Temple of Nadrik

The feeling of holiness is strong within this room. It seems to radiate

from each wall, object, person and even the air itself seems charged with

it. The alabaster floor of marble stretches out in front of you and makes

no sound as you walk upon it. A stone fountain separates two columns of

pews that face an altar in front of the western wall. A large tapestry is

hanging delicately on the western wall, just below it is a golden plaque.

An alabaster knight kneels before a white marble statue of Nadrik.

A fountain bubbles quietly in the center of the room.

Hardwood pews fill the room.

An altar of red oak stands in front of the western wall.

Victis Malory Arbiter, Colonel of the Crown. |***| is here.

Acthus Renetar, Colonel of the Lance. * is here.

Amargein is resting here.

Mercerion Mamoritai, General of the Lance. |**| is here.

Muse d'Aggravaine is sitting on a hardwood pew.

[51 Cle] [ Knighthood ] Daeryl Knight:Shield

[51 Pal] [ Knighthood ] Aenarion Colonel:Crown (Recruiter)

[51 Pal] [ Knighthood ] Mercerion General (Leader) (Recruiter)

[51 Cru] [ Knighthood ] Edirne Squire

[51 Pal] [ Knighthood ] Amargein Captain:Crown (Recruiter)

[51 Pal] [ Knighthood ] Acthus Colonel:Lance (Recruiter)

[51 Cle] [ Knighthood ] Kalado Knight:Shield

[51 Pal] [ Knighthood ] Victis Colonel:Crown (Recruiter)

[51 Pal] [ Knighthood ] Gwaine General (Leader) (Recruiter)

[46 Pal] [ Knighthood ] Muse Colonel:Shield (Recruiter)

[42 Swb] [ Knighthood ] Tristrim Squire

Total: 11.

Muse tells the group 'The High Justice will join us?'

Temple of Nadrik

The feeling of holiness is strong within this room. It seems to radiate

from each wall, object, person and even the air itself seems charged with

it. The alabaster floor of marble stretches out in front of you and makes

no sound as you walk upon it. A stone fountain separates two columns of

pews that face an altar in front of the western wall. A large tapestry is

hanging delicately on the western wall, just below it is a golden plaque.

An alabaster knight kneels before a white marble statue of Nadrik.

A fountain bubbles quietly in the center of the room.

Hardwood pews fill the room.

An altar of red oak stands in front of the western wall.

Victis Malory Arbiter, Colonel of the Crown. |***| is here.

Acthus Renetar, Colonel of the Lance. * is here.

Amargein is resting here.

Mercerion Mamoritai, General of the Lance. |**| is here.

Muse d'Aggravaine is sitting on a hardwood pew.

You nod at Muse.

Aenarion dePayens walks in.

Muse stands up.

Muse salutes Aenarion.

You tip your head forward slightly in respect to Aenarion.

Mercerion tips his head forward slightly in respect to Aenarion.

Muse says (to Aenarion dePayens) 'Ser.'

Mercerion says (to Aenarion dePayens) 'Colonel.'

Aenarion tips his head forward slightly in respect.

You say (to Aenarion) 'High Justice.'

Aenarion says 'Ladies and Gentlemen.'

Gwaine looks around to those assembled.

You say 'The Council is convened.'

You say 'We have apologies from Lady Struan and General Moraen.'

You say 'Ah .. and Captains Arminus and Iolius.'

You say 'Our agenda is relatively brief.'

Gwaine chuckles dryly.

You say 'There is the forthcoming renovations to the Keep ..'

Aenarion sits on a hardwood pew and rests.

You say 'And then the more immediate matters of the rank restructuring and criteria for promotions.'

Tristrim walks in.

Tristrim salutes.

Tristrim drops 40 loaf of traveler's breads.

You nod at Tristrim.

Mercerion utters the words, 'detect hidden'.

Temple of Nadrik

The feeling of holiness is strong within this room. It seems to radiate

from each wall, object, person and even the air itself seems charged with

it. The alabaster floor of marble stretches out in front of you and makes

no sound as you walk upon it. A stone fountain separates two columns of

pews that face an altar in front of the western wall. A large tapestry is

hanging delicately on the western wall, just below it is a golden plaque.

An alabaster knight kneels before a white marble statue of Nadrik.

A fountain bubbles quietly in the center of the room.

Hardwood pews fill the room.

An altar of red oak stands in front of the western wall.

Tristrim Sanctimilis, Squire to Lord d'Aggravaine is here.

Aenarion dePayens is resting on a hardwood pew.

Victis Malory Arbiter, Colonel of the Crown. |***| is here.

Acthus Renetar, Colonel of the Lance. * is here.

Amargein is resting here.

Mercerion Mamoritai, General of the Lance. |**| is here.

Muse d'Aggravaine, High Clerist and Guardian of the Ark * ^[+] is here.

Mercerion utters the words, 'detect invis'.

Tristrim is in excellent condition.

Muse thanks Tristrim.

Tristrim says (to You) 'Are these victuals sufficient, Sir/'

Victis leans against the rear wall, near the entrance.

Muse sits on a hardwood pew.

You say (to Tristrim) 'Wholesome, if unimaginative.'

You say (to Tristrim) 'Dismissed.'

Gwaine nods briefly at Tristrim.

Tristrim salutes you.

Temple of Nadrik

The feeling of holiness is strong within this room. It seems to radiate

from each wall, object, person and even the air itself seems charged with

it. The alabaster floor of marble stretches out in front of you and makes

no sound as you walk upon it. A stone fountain separates two columns of

pews that face an altar in front of the western wall. A large tapestry is

hanging delicately on the western wall, just below it is a golden plaque.

An alabaster knight kneels before a white marble statue of Nadrik.

A fountain bubbles quietly in the center of the room.

Hardwood pews fill the room.

An altar of red oak stands in front of the western wall.

Tristrim Sanctimilis, Squire to Lord d'Aggravaine is here.

Aenarion dePayens is resting on a hardwood pew.

Victis Malory Arbiter, Colonel of the Crown. |***| is here.

Acthus Renetar, Colonel of the Lance. * is here.

Amargein is resting here.

Mercerion Mamoritai, General of the Lance. |**| is here.

Muse d'Aggravaine is sitting on a hardwood pew.

Tristrim walks south.

get loaf

You grimace.

You say 'And the matter of Stanley's contract for provisions.'

Muse chuckles.

Mercerion smiles.

You say 'There has been much begun already .. and much that has been in discussion'

Mercerion puts a pitch quartz polearm in a Robe of Many Pockets.

You say 'Tonight, I wish us to finalise all these and set these on the path to being written, both for the Library and guidelines for implementation.'

Aenarion nods.

Mercerion nods sagely.

Victis gets a decanter of endless water from a Robe of Many Pockets.

You say 'I shall run through the items as concisely as I can ..'

Victis puts a decanter of endless water in a Robe of Many Pockets.

You say 'If there are queries, be sure to interuppt.'

Gwaine glances around the room.

You say 'Shall we continue?'

Mercerion says 'Do continue.'

Aenarion nods.

Acthus nods.

You say 'We begin with the recruiting.'

Muse nods at you.

You say 'The guidelines are already posted.'

You say 'Missives shall be required at each stage, first interview, second, and then the guilding.'

You say 'The span between is irrelevant, a missive is -required-'

You say 'Agreed?'

Mercerion says 'Aye.'

Aenarion nods.

You nod.

Muse says 'Question please.'

Acthus says 'Aye.'

You nod at Muse.

You say (to Muse) 'M'lady?'

Muse says 'In the past that has been to the officers. Is that how you wish it to remain? Or have I missed that answer already?'

You say (to Muse) 'The missive shall be to all.'

Muse says 'All of the keep.'

You say (to Muse) 'There is no pertinent reason to restrict it to officers.'

You nod at Muse.

Muse says (to You) 'Thank you.'

Aenarion says 'What bussiness do the rest of the knights have knowing about the initial interview stages?'

You say (to Muse) 'In this manner if future aspirants are witnessed in conduct unbecoming they are honor-bound to alert an officer.'

Aenarion says 'Hmm.'

You say 'The member of th Keep that witnesses such that is.'

Aenarion says 'I'd have thought that necessaity of calling themselves Aspirant to Knighthood would alert the knights to who they are.'

You nod at Aenarion.

You say (to Aenarion) 'Some take a very .. lax interpretation of walking alone.'

Aenarion says 'True, but that is unlikely to change.'

Victis says growlingly 'I've always thought that keeping the recruitment business among the recruiters was a good idea. Makes life easier.'

Maraisal tells you 'I want to apologize ahead of time Lord Crown, if the Keep is denied services by some in Shalonesti.'

Aenarion says 'A side note. It allows the officer corp to feel slightly special, a seperation that is actually necessary for good function.'

You say 'In what sense?'

You tell Maraisal 'A most unusual pre-emptive .. discussion, Regent, may I ask its source?'

You say 'Hmm ..'

You say 'My view is that transparency in such matters is not harmful.'

You say 'As it is, aspirants send their introductory letters to all of the Keep, granted this is more from convenience of addressing, still .. '

Aenarion says 'Not normally, no. Transparency is usually only a good thing for something that directly affects the men though. No knight will be required to recruit so knowing who potential recruits are is redundant.'

Maraisal tells you 'It seems that against my urging to the contrary that there will be some in Shalonesti Kingdom forbidden to trade with the Keep until there is an open trade policy between us. However it is not agreed to by all of us, nor will it be upheld in my House. '

Your stomach is sloshing around.

Victis says growlingly 'As I page I wouldn't pay any attention to so many recruitment missives, especially now that they are increased? The introduction letter is enough to inform everyone if that is the intent.'

Maraisal tells you 'Should the Keep need anything, I urge you to seek out myself, should you wish anything from Shalonesti.'

You tell Maraisal 'This Keep will never endorse an open trade policy, we have concerns that are key to our function, and these cannot be served through open trade.'

You tell Maraisal 'However, this Keep will not forget her allies of yore, even as these policies are developed.'

Mercerion holds a holy symbol in his hand.

Maraisal tells you 'As I said, I understand this well, and have no problems with it. Should you need or wish anything of Shalonesti, simply let me know, I will get them to you.'

You say 'And indeed, they may well choose to ignore the content ..'

You say 'But none the less it is available for them to appraise themselves of developments in the Keep.'

You say 'I suggest we return to this matter if it is of such concern.'

You say 'There is much more ahead of us.'

Aenarion nods.

Mladen clans 'Gareth.'

Mercerion clans 'Captain.'

You say 'An officer who repeatedly defaults on this responsibility will find themselves relieved of this.'

You clan 'Captain. '

Mladen walks in.

You nod at Mladen.

Acthus nods.

Mercerion nods sagely.

You say 'Now onto the Page and Squire process.'

You say 'Unless there is question?'

Muse gets a loaf of traveler's bread.

Muse stands up.

Muse utters the words, 'bless'.

A loaf of traveler's bread glows with a holy aura.

Gwaine glances around.

Muse sits on a hardwood pew.

Muse eats a loaf of traveler's bread.

Aenarion shakes his head.

Mercerion says 'I have none.'

You nod.

Acthus gets a decanter of endless water from a Robe of Many Pockets.

Acthus puts a decanter of endless water in a Robe of Many Pockets.

You say 'I have seen some noteworthy examples thus far, and it would seem those who apply themselves are deriving its merit.'

You say 'One matter that will require clarification will be the page step ..'

You say 'Currently, the mentorship during the page tasks is unclear.'

Lanan clans 'Hello hello!'

You say 'I propose that after the new page is orientated to the Keep, they seek a Knight mentor to whom they serve as page.'

You clan 'Sir Fann.'

Lanan walks in.

Mercerion ponders.

You say (to Lanan) 'Ah, finally you are ready for rank!'

Lanan says (to You) 'Wha?!'

Lanan says 'Sir!'

Mladen says (to Lanan) 'You just walked into a promotion.'

Gwaine smiles benevolently at Lanan.

Lanan says 'Oh, who's the unlucky fella?!'

You say (to Lanan) 'I never thought I'd see the day.'

You say (to Lanan) 'We can iron out the details later, take a seat, Sir Fann.'

Lanan beams a smile.

Lanan says 'Okay!'

Lanan sits down and rests.

Acthus says (to You) 'Would this Knight also see the Page through the Squireship?'

You say (to Acthus) 'Ideally'

Aenarion says 'Hrmm.'

You say 'The alternative is that they wade through the page tasks referring to a knight for guidance where necessary.'

Aenarion says 'I think there might be more scope for Victis' Sergeant at arms concept to deal with the Pages.'

Victis says growlingly 'Frankly we don't have the people for it.'

You nod at Victis.

Victis says growlingly 'Most of the people that take Squires are officers already.'

You say 'Ideas that involved the creation of ranks are ones I would rather avoid.'

Aenarion nods.

Aenarion says 'I meant the concept only, or all pages reporting to any number of a certain rank to fulfil their tasks.'

You say 'And the idea of pages wandering into squireship without any guidance at all .. well .. that is horrifying.'

Aenarion says 'If we assign a Page to a Knight, we have, in effect, just made them a Squire and doubled the amount of things they need to do, as a Squire.'

Acthus nods.

Lanan scratches his head.

You say 'Well .. their duties are different, as specified by the tasks.'

Mercerion says 'In my experience, pages most often have ideas about who they would wish to mentor under, long before they actually become a squire.'

Aenarion says 'What they will be doing still though, is carrying out a series of duties under the guidance of a Knight. The very definition of a Squire.'

Mladen gets a decanter of endless water from a Robe of Many Pockets.

Lanan says 'Well tell them not to squire under Gwaine!'

Lanan says (to You) 'All due respect, sir!'

You say (to Lanan) 'You survived, somewhat.'

You slowly float to the ground.

You grin at Lanan.

Muse says (to Aenarion dePayens) 'Ser, if the tasks are page tasks, would they not still be considered pages?'

Aenarion says 'How so? Tasks as tasks.'

You say 'Well .. the learning required under the tasks are different.'

Aenarion says 'The Page is a general dogs body who runs the Keep under the province of any and all Knights.'

Aenarion says 'A squire is guided by a single specific knight.'

You say 'Yes, however, who is responsible for the development and discipline of a given page.'

Aenarion says 'Everyone.'

Lanan scoots over towards Muse.

Mercerion agrees with Aenarion.

You say 'And the supervision of their tasks?'

Aenarion says 'Again, everyone.'

Muse smiles at Lanan.

Lanan says 'If I may? Speak a second?!'

You nod at Lanan.

Lanan says 'I gots a good idea!'

You say (to Lanan) 'We cannot kill all the pages, Sir Fann.'

Lanan says 'Have them declare who they want to squire to, then complete their tasks as a page with that Knight lookin over their shoulder?'

Lanan says 'Two step process, one Knight!'

Lanan says 'Kinda a test to see if the Knight wants to take them on.'

You say 'Fine by me.'

Lanan says 'I know for one I don't want a bum squire!'

Aenarion says 'What is the difference then, between Page and Squire? And don't tell me different tasks. A squire already performs a range of different tasks. All you're doing is adding to that range.'

Lanan says 'Nah, just making sure the tasks are done be a specific Knight, but still under everyone.'

Lanan says 'Controlled chaos!'

Lanan beams a smile.

Aenarion says 'Our duty as Knights is to take on any and all Pages and mold them into a Knight. It does not matter if the Squire starts of better or worse than their peers. You will turn them in to a Knight regardless.'

Muse says (to Aenarion dePayens) 'Ser, does it matter overmuch? .. if the end result is a whole knight?'

Aenarion says 'Why have two ranks?'

Lanan says 'To see if they are even worthy to be a squire!'

You say (to Aenarion) 'It allows the gradation of their learning.'

Aenarion says 'Traditionally the Page was the period of time where the aspirant accilimatised to the Keep. Then they found a Knight and became a Squire.'

Aenarion says 'Now you're suggested they find a knight, but don't become a Squire.'

A magical spring dries up.

Victis gets a decanter of endless water from a Robe of Many Pockets.

Victis puts a decanter of endless water in a Robe of Many Pockets.

You say 'Precisely.'

Aenarion says 'I say, that any Page with a mentor -is- a Squire, because that's all a Squire is. A trainee with a mentor.'

Victis says growlingly 'His point is they might as well be a Squire at that point.'

Aenarion nods at Victis.

You say 'The difference is that there are two measures ..'

You say 'One a knight to squire to, and second, a degress of knowledge gained from the tasks.'

You say 'These make a squire.'

You say 'Not merely finding a knight.'

Lanan says 'Not a mentor, just someone to make sure the page tasks are done. Before the specific Knight takes over with his exact training!'

Mladen disappears into the void.

Mladen has returned from the void.

Aenarion says 'These make a Squire now, because we have made it vastly more difficult to become a Squire.'

You say 'Gentlemen, need I remind you all that if the system in place already were serving these, such changes would not be ncessary.'

You cough.

Aenarion says 'So we make it difficult enough that a Page requires a mentor, and in effect, make Pages into Squires.'

You say 'And Lady.'

Acthus disappears into the void.

Acthus has returned from the void.

Muse nods slowly to you.

Victis says growlingly 'Right, you don't make difficult Page tasks that require guidance.'

Aenarion nods.

Lanan fiddles with some stuff in his pouch.

You say 'A review of the tasks will show that the tasks are not onerous, and indeed they are already carried out.'

Aenarion says 'Perhaps the content of Page tasks needs to be reviewed and the stuff that requires supervision transferred to Squires?'

Aenarion says (to You) 'If that is so, then why do we require them to have mentors?'

Acthus agrees with Aenarion.

Netanya has entered the game.

You say 'The supervision we are talking about is the bare minimum.'

Netanya Transal walks south.

Lanan grins at Muse.

Amargein says 'I'm afraid Aenarion has a very good point.'

You say 'In essence it ensures that there is one who is directly responsible for the orientation of the Page.'

You say 'This in addition to the guidance provided by all others Knight and above in the Keep.'

Muse says 'Shall it be called merely an orientation then, with a record kept by whichever knight is approached on the progress to squire?'

You say 'The record is maintained in the Page's Journal, so even this is not required of the supervising knight.'

Muse says 'If there is a diary kept, this would add nothing to the workload of our knights...'

Aenarion says 'I've no interest is training a Squire to be my Squire, to be frank. If I were doing that I'd just be teaching a Squire.'

Lanan leans his head against the edge of the pew Muse is sitting on.

Mercerion utters the words, 'detect hidden'.

Mercerion utters the words, 'detect invis'.

You say (to Amargein) 'Indeed .. that might be a solution.'

Aenarion says 'If we must have supervision, assign it to the Captains.'

Amargein says (to Aenarion dePayens) 'Also plausible and logical.'

You say 'For knights and those unable or unwilling to spend time they are certainly able to delegate this to those whom they know able, their squires, if they are trained sufficiently.'

You say 'But the ultimate responsibility must rest somewhere ..'

Lanan closes his eyes and slowly reopens them.

Aenarion says 'I'd not trust all of my Squires to teach their way out of a paper bag unfortunately, although I do like the concept involved.'

You chuckle.

You say 'Indeed, I am fond of my hand direct on the tiller.'

Your stomach is sloshing around.

You say 'So, then we have a solution ..'

Lanan yawns.

You say 'A knight to assign the page orientation to his squire if he deems the squire able.'

You say 'Ultimate responsibility however, is with the knight.'

Lanan puts his head down on the pew resting against Muse's leg. His eyes remaining closed.

Mladen disappears into the void.

Aenarion glances at Lanan.

Aenarion frowns.

Mladen has returned from the void.

Muse whispers 'Ser Fann.'

Aenarion says 'Sir Fann.'

Mercerion coughs at Lanan.

Eyes: green Hair: light brown

Skin: tan Hair Length: Shoulder-Length

Build: Muscular Hair Texture: Straight

Face: Ordinary Facial Hair: Clean-shaven

Stand here is a large man covered in a light brown cloak. His lightbrown

hair is poking out from behind the hood draped over his head. Hisemerald

green eyes are barely visible from behind his hair. His well shavedface is

sporting a rather large warm smile. In his muscular hands hecarries a sword

and a rather odd looking book.

Lanan is in excellent condition.

Lanan is using:

Muse nudges Lanan.

Lanan says 'Umm yeah...'

Lanan says 'I agree!'

Victis disappears into the void.

You get a loaf of traveler's bread.

Victis has returned from the void.

You give a loaf of traveler's bread to Lanan.

You say (to Lanan) 'Keep that under your head.'

Lanan nods.

Lanan says 'Of course!'

Aenarion says (to Lanan) 'Stand up at the back of the class if you can not keep your eyes open.'

Victis Malory walks south.

Temple of Nadrik

The feeling of holiness is strong within this room. It seems to radiate

from each wall, object, person and even the air itself seems charged with

it. The alabaster floor of marble stretches out in front of you and makes

no sound as you walk upon it. A stone fountain separates two columns of

pews that face an altar in front of the western wall. A large tapestry is

hanging delicately on the western wall, just below it is a golden plaque.

An alabaster knight kneels before a white marble statue of Nadrik.

A fountain bubbles quietly in the center of the room.

Hardwood pews fill the room.

An altar of red oak stands in front of the western wall.

Mladen Arminus, Captain of the Shield (Austinian) is here.

Acthus Renetar, Colonel of the Lance. * is here.

Amargein is resting here.

Lanan is resting here.

Aenarion dePayens is resting on a hardwood pew.

Mercerion Mamoritai, General of the Lance. |**| is here.

Muse d'Aggravaine is sitting on a hardwood pew.

Lanan says (to Aenarion dePayens) 'Oh ya know, sir! Just a bit tired!'

You say 'The squire system remains as it is ..'

You say 'And then on completion of tasks, review and them promotion to Knight of the Shield.'

Aenarion says (to Lanan) 'Perhaps I framed that too much like an option?'

Lanan says (to Aenarion dePayens) 'Oh! Yes sir, sir!'

Lanan stands up.

Lanan walks over to the door resting against the frame.

Aenarion frowns.

You say 'So, the review to Knight of the Shield will require a panel of 3 officers, one of whom must be a General.'

Mercerion nods.

You say 'Final decision rests with the General officer.'

You say 'Now, the interesting bit ..'

You say 'I propose the following ..'

Acthus gets a decanter of endless water from a Robe of Many Pockets.

Acthus puts a decanter of endless water in a Robe of Many Pockets.

Muse gets a loaf of traveler's bread.

You say 'Knight:Shield be the base rank, at this point, a Knight is expected to display a knowledge and decorum that is mandatory.'

Muse stands up.

Muse utters the words, 'bless'.

A loaf of traveler's bread glows with a holy aura.

Muse sits on a hardwood pew and rests.

Muse eats a loaf of traveler's bread.

You say 'It is a pity the Lord Shield is not here, but I am sure Lady Muse shall offer the suggestions on behalf of the Shield, for General Moraen's ratification when he able to join us.'

Lanan starts to dig through his pouches again.

Lanan gets a wooden statue of a walrus from a Robe of Many Pockets.

Muse tells the group 'I am to present it..?'

Aenarion says 'A moment, General.'

Aenarion says 'I was distracted.'

Aenarion says 'Are you saying I need to find three officers to rattify my work with a Squire before they will be knighted?'

Lanan starts to carve on his carving.

Mladen tells you 'Speaking of the Generals absence, I have been trying to transfer to the Lance since Bolter stepped down, is there anything we can do about this?'

You say 'Once your work with a squire is complete, one presents the squire to the panel, yes.'

Lanan sighs.

Lanan puts a wooden statue of a walrus in a Robe of Many Pockets.

Aenarion says 'Exactly what does one do when this panel tells the Crown Colonel his work is not good enough?'

Mercerion peers at Lanan.

Lanan says 'I know I know!'

Mercerion glances at Lanan.

You say 'Perhaps the Crown Colonel would care to bear in mind that not everyone is the Crown Colonel or similarly qualified.'

Aenarion nods.

Aenarion says 'Which is actually my point.'

You say 'The system must cater for the lowest common denominator.'

Aenarion says 'Or the system can be flexible.'

Lanan says 'Yeah, like me!'

Lanan beams a smile.

You say 'Naturally, depending on who presents, the panel will review accordingly.'

You say 'What we seek to prevent is those unprepared being granted their spurs.'

Aenarion nods.

Aenarion says 'I'll leave it be for now.'

You nod.

You say 'As I as had mentioned, Knight Shield as the lowest knightly rank ..'

You say 'For the Shield, two arms, the Clergy and the Guardians.'

You say 'This Keeps intact the two lieutenants and two captains, one each assigned to an arm.'

Lanan says 'Maybe we should all take time to get a drink?'

You say 'The colonel to oversee, and the General above it all.'

You say (to Lanan) 'Perhaps not.'

Mercerion utters the words, 'create spring'.

A magical spring flows from the ground.

Lanan says 'Not that kind of drink!'

Lanan gasps at you.

Lanan gets a decanter of endless water from a Robe of Many Pockets.

Lanan puts a decanter of endless water in a Robe of Many Pockets.

You chuckle.

Your thirst is quenched.

Your thirst is quenched.

Your thirst is quenched.

Lanan gets a decanter of endless water from a Robe of Many Pockets.

Lanan puts a decanter of endless water in a Robe of Many Pockets.

Temple of Nadrik

The feeling of holiness is strong within this room. It seems to radiate

from each wall, object, person and even the air itself seems charged with

it. The alabaster floor of marble stretches out in front of you and makes

no sound as you walk upon it. A stone fountain separates two columns of

pews that face an altar in front of the western wall. A large tapestry is

hanging delicately on the western wall, just below it is a golden plaque.

An alabaster knight kneels before a white marble statue of Nadrik.

A fountain bubbles quietly in the center of the room.

Hardwood pews fill the room.

An altar of red oak stands in front of the western wall.

Mladen Arminus, Captain of the Shield (Austinian) is here.

Acthus Renetar, Colonel of the Lance. * is here.

Amargein is resting here.

Lanan Fann, Knight of the Lance is here.

Aenarion dePayens is resting on a hardwood pew.

Mercerion Mamoritai, General of the Lance. |**| is here.

Muse d'Aggravaine is resting on a hardwood pew.

Mercerion puts a decanter of endless water in a Robe of Many Pockets.

Acthus gets a decanter of endless water from a Robe of Many Pockets.

Acthus puts a decanter of endless water in a Robe of Many Pockets.

You say 'So, each arm will take on certain responsibilities the the Shield General and Colonel will spell out.'

You say 'But generally, we are talking of a Clergy dealing in spiritual upliftment and tasks and learning linked to this ..'

Netanya Transal floats in.

Netanya Transal floats south.

Lanan peers intently south.

You say 'As I indicated, at Knight:Shield one would be required to choose one's path ..'

Amargein says 'Immediately, or will they be given some time to contemplate?'

You say 'One would progress, after passing the training regimen of the arm to Knight:Shield(Clergy) or Knight:Shield(Guardian)'

You say 'They may remain as Knight:Shield until their choice is made.'

Amargein nods.

You say 'If one displays the aptitude, as a Knight:Shield, they may also seek a place in the Lance.'

You say 'The criteria for this shall need specification, and naturally, before one makes this shift, they must be fully capable as Shield Knights.'

Mercerion nods.

You say 'Which means they must be able to survive, manage, and enter combat.'

Lanan says 'Uhhh'

Lanan says 'What about finishing in combat?!'

You say (to Lanan) 'That also.'

Lanan beams a smile.

Mercerion nods at you.

Acthus nods.

Loxic takes a vow with the Slayers to destroy the unnatural!

You say 'Suggestions, may cover both theoretical, so Keep knowledge etc, as well as actual combat outcomes, for example, where they place on the bountylists.'

You say 'We shall need to decide on a suitable level for these.'

You say 'Hence, we see the following system ..'

Aramiz clans 'Knights.'

You say 'Knight:Shield as the entry knight rank, Knight:Lance equivalent to the specialised Knight:Shields i.e those decided on a career in the Shield.'

You say 'All officer ranks remain equivalent, naturally, there shall be the status of being in the Lance or Crown as there has always been.'

You say 'But in line authority, we maintain both the internal and external aspects of the rank.'

You say 'Questions?'

Mercerion shakes his head.

Acthus shakes his head.

Muse shakes her head.

You say 'For each advancement of rank, there shall be clear criteria'

You say 'and for each rank, specific duties that need to conducted'

You say 'Each officer in the tier above is responsible for the performance of tasks of the rank below'

You say 'These will form part of the tasklist for that rank ..'

Netanya Transal floats in.

Netanya Transal floats south.

Lanan says 'Boy she is annoyin!'

Kalado tells you 'I will need the ironwood you have when you're done.'

Lanan peers intently south.

Aenarion says 'Ignore it.'

You say 'So .. a system that essentially governs itself, directed from the General in each Order.'

You say 'Excuse me a moment,'

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Temple of Nadrik

The feeling of holiness is strong within this room. It seems to radiate

from each wall, object, person and even the air itself seems charged with

it. The alabaster floor of marble stretches out in front of you and makes

no sound as you walk upon it. A stone fountain separates two columns of

pews that face an altar in front of the western wall. A large tapestry is

hanging delicately on the western wall, just below it is a golden plaque.

An alabaster knight kneels before a white marble statue of Nadrik.

A fountain bubbles quietly in the center of the room.

Hardwood pews fill the room.

An altar of red oak stands in front of the western wall.

Mladen Arminus, Captain of the Shield (Austinian) is here.

Acthus Renetar, Colonel of the Lance. * is here.

Amargein is resting here.

Lanan Fann, Knight of the Lance is here.

Aenarion dePayens is resting on a hardwood pew.

Mercerion Mamoritai, General of the Lance. |**| is here.

Muse d'Aggravaine is resting on a hardwood pew.

Acthus gets a decanter of endless water from a Robe of Many Pockets.

Aenarion says 'To jest about bringing harm to a fellow knight is not even nearly amusing.'

Aenarion says (to Lanan) 'You won't do it again.'

Lanan says (to Aenarion dePayens) 'Boy if I didn't know better I'd think we wouldn't get along so well, Sir!'

You say 'So, given what is on the table, gentlemen and ladies, your comments?'

You say 'Oh .. before you offer your suggestions and comments ..'

You say 'The way forward ..'

You say 'If we are in agreement, then we move to drawing the criteria .. this must be done swiftly.'

You say 'I would want drafts by the end of tomorrow, for finalisation by Monday.'

Kalado tells you 'I have 71 boards done for you when the meeting is adjourned.'

Kalado tells you 'Most likely more.'

You say 'We have dawdled over long, now we need to implement, and move with this.'

You tell Kalado 'Thank you kindly.'

Temple of Nadrik

The feeling of holiness is strong within this room. It seems to radiate

from each wall, object, person and even the air itself seems charged with

it. The alabaster floor of marble stretches out in front of you and makes

no sound as you walk upon it. A stone fountain separates two columns of

pews that face an altar in front of the western wall. A large tapestry is

hanging delicately on the western wall, just below it is a golden plaque.

An alabaster knight kneels before a white marble statue of Nadrik.

A fountain bubbles quietly in the center of the room.

Hardwood pews fill the room.

An altar of red oak stands in front of the western wall.

Mladen Arminus, Captain of the Shield (Austinian) is here.

Acthus Renetar, Colonel of the Lance. * is here.

Amargein is resting here.

Lanan Fann, Knight of the Lance is here.

Aenarion dePayens is resting on a hardwood pew.

Mercerion Mamoritai, General of the Lance. |**| is here.

Muse d'Aggravaine is resting on a hardwood pew.

Mercerion nods sagely.

Mercerion says (to You) 'One clarification, if I may.'

You nod at Mercerion.

Mercerion says (to You) 'The current post of Loremaster, that would fall under the clergy, the guardians, or would it be wiped entirely?'

You say (to Mercerion) 'It would fall under the guardians .. short for Guardians of the Lore.'

Mercerion nods sagely.

Mercerion says (to You) 'That's all I had.'

You say (to Mercerion) 'I doubt that long a title will fly.'

Mercerion chuckles.

Mercerion nods.

You say 'The shield will need decide where to place these titles, and the specific duties for each.'

You say 'the Lance is naturally more straightforward ..'

Lanan beams a smile.

Mercerion nods.

You say 'One mission, singleminded and in its execution preminent.'

You say 'As has been said, when a troop of Lance Knights take the field, the foe must know oblivion follows.'

You say 'They shall be the mailed fist of this Keep.'

You say (to Mercerion) 'Similarly, criteria for each rank, and once achieved, duties to be conducted.'

Temple of Nadrik

The feeling of holiness is strong within this room. It seems to radiate

from each wall, object, person and even the air itself seems charged with

it. The alabaster floor of marble stretches out in front of you and makes

no sound as you walk upon it. A stone fountain separates two columns of

pews that face an altar in front of the western wall. A large tapestry is

hanging delicately on the western wall, just below it is a golden plaque.

An alabaster knight kneels before a white marble statue of Nadrik.

A fountain bubbles quietly in the center of the room.

Hardwood pews fill the room.

An altar of red oak stands in front of the western wall.

Amargein is resting here.

Mladen Arminus, Captain of the Shield (Austinian) is here.

Acthus Renetar, Colonel of the Lance. * is here.

Lanan Fann, Knight of the Lance is here.

Aenarion dePayens is resting on a hardwood pew.

Mercerion Mamoritai, General of the Lance. |**| is here.

Muse d'Aggravaine is resting on a hardwood pew.

You say 'That remains the Crown ..'

You say 'Now, currently the Crown is where knights of long service return unto.'

Mercerion utters the words, 'detect hidden'.

Mercerion utters the words, 'detect invis'.

You say 'However, within this, I would like to see a revival of officers and knights coming through the ranks, as opposed to this only being where those of faithful service return unto.'

You say (to Aenarion) 'As the longest in the Crown, I was curious to your thoughts, High Justice?'

Muse disappears into the void.

Aenarion says 'It all depends on the entrance criteria.'

Muse has returned from the void.

Aenarion says 'You also need to give Knights a reason to want to be here.'

You nod at Aenarion.

You say (to Aenarion) 'There is the prestige of the Crown, however, this I feel is not tangible enough ..'

Gwaine strokes his jaw thoughtfully.

Aenarion says 'Prestige runs counterintuitive to our humility virtue.'

Aenarion says 'Come and join the Crown, we're the best, does not fit with what is knightly and proper decorum.'

You say (to Aenarion) 'True, still, one would be dishonest to claim the Crown an lesser than what it is.'

Aenarion nods.

You say (to Aenarion) 'Perhaps we need to consider appointment by invitation as was the tradition.'

Aenarion nods.

Aenarion says 'Perhaps.'

Aenarion says 'Minimum rank requirements?'

You say (to Aenarion) 'Officer rank, one of the orders, at least .. perhaps even both.'

Aenarion says 'I would suggest both.'

You nod at Aenarion.

Mercerion says 'I would support both'

Amargein nods.

Amargein says 'Aye.'

You say (to Aenarion) 'The complete knight.'

Aenarion nods.

You say 'Well .. then I suggest this criteria we in the Crown to finalise and draft.'

You say 'There we have it, sirs and lady, all matters but one - the mantle.'

You say 'We have the guidelines that have been handed down to us, fair yet exacting guidelines.'

Mladen disappears into the void.

You say 'A veritable test of those who would seek this, our highest service to the Lord of Honor.'

Muse gets a loaf of traveler's bread.

Muse stands up.

Muse utters the words, 'bless'.

A loaf of traveler's bread glows with a holy aura.

Muse sits on a hardwood pew and rests.

Muse eats a loaf of traveler's bread.

You say (to Aenarion) 'High Justice, perhaps you would outline where the quest for the mantle can fit this new system we propose?'

Mladen has returned from the void.

Aenarion says 'We require our paladins to be remarkably well trained. I would suggest, at minimum, they be Lance knights.'

Aenarion says 'This to include any who qualified for the Lance and went back to the Shield as officers.'

You nod.

Muse quietly lowers her eyes.

You say 'I would suggest that the criteria for those specialising in the Shield need to be sufficiently thorough to match the Lance specifications.'

Lanan gets a decanter of endless water from a Robe of Many Pockets.

Lanan puts a decanter of endless water in a Robe of Many Pockets.

You say 'Needless to say, to achieve the minimum rank does not guarantee the mantle.'

Aenarion nods.

You say 'One must still exhibit the manner and calling of a Holy Warrior.'

Aenarion says 'One they have that level they will still need to seek a qualified mentor and pass the written requirements.'

You nod at Aenarion.

Mercerion gets a decanter of endless water from a Robe of Many Pockets.

Mercerion puts a decanter of endless water in a Robe of Many Pockets.

A magical spring dries up.

You say 'Without a doubt.'

You say 'Now the matter of qualified mentors ..'

You say 'It is my belief that one must be sufficiently grounded in the way of the Holy Warrior before one can begin to lend its tutelage.'

Mercerion agrees with you.

Aenarion nods.

Acthus agrees with you.

You say 'In the High Justice we have one, and I would propose that we have no more than two in this entire Keep to provide this mentorship.'

You say 'Again, as per the written requirements, the aspirant to the mantle will answer to the three Generals once passed by the mentor.'

Aenarion nods.

Aenarion says 'As an aside, I have found it useful over the last few years to have a ranked priest involved in the process.'

Aenarion says 'Failing that, then it is important we bring the High Clerist into it.'

You nod.

Mercerion nods.

You say 'Spiritual guidance in this most sacred quest is pivotal.'

Muse nods.

Aenarion nods.

Mladen clans 'I can gather some after the meeting.'

Acthus puts a decanter of endless water in a Robe of Many Pockets.

You say 'Shall we then proceed as follows, the High Justice and myself, as mentors, the cadre of priests and or the High Clerist to be drawn in as necessary.'

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Aenarion nods.

Mercerion nods.

Acthus nods.

You say 'Very well.'

Aenarion says 'I would also propose a system a beginning to train up replacements for ourselves.'

You nod at Aenarion.

Muse says (to Aenarion dePayens) 'Nobody can truly replace you, Ser.'

Aenarion shakes his head.

Aenarion says 'Of course they can.'

You say (to Aenarion) 'A wise suggestion, High Justice.'

You say (to Aenarion) 'Perhaps we can begin by including those of the Path the mentorship, that they may begin to understand the task and its demands.'

Aenarion nods.

Your stomach is sloshing around.

[51 Human Pal] [ Knighthood ] Aenarion dePayens, Justice of Nadrik

[51 Human Pal] [ Knighthood ] Mercerion Mamoritai, General of the Lance. |**|

[51 Human Pal] [ Knighthood ] Amargein Morna, Captain of the Crown *

[51 Human Pal] [ Knighthood ] Acthus Renetar, Colonel of the Lance. *

[51 Human Pal] [ Knighthood ] Gwaine d'Aggravaine, General of the Crown.

[51 Human Pal] [ Knighthood ] Mladen Arminus, Captain of the Shield (Austinian)

[46 Human Pal] [ Knighthood ] Muse d'Aggravaine, High Clerist and Guardian of the Ark * ^[+]

Players found: 7

Ari'ana tells you 'My apologies for interupting you, Sir, but would you have a moment for business?'

You say 'Captain Iolius and Lady Martell complete the library .. it shall be done in a week,'

You say 'That and various other .. tweaks .. have been costed at approximately 100 eggs'

Lhemec walks alone [ Loner ]

Mercerion nods.

Lanan says 'Well that was fun!'

Lanan says 'Boy am I glad I wandered in here...'

You say 'We anticipate completion of these by the end of the week coming and submission to the builders at that time.'

You pat Lanan on the back.

You say (to Lanan) 'I am sure you are the better for it.'

Temple of Nadrik

The feeling of holiness is strong within this room. It seems to radiate

from each wall, object, person and even the air itself seems charged with

it. The alabaster floor of marble stretches out in front of you and makes

no sound as you walk upon it. A stone fountain separates two columns of

pews that face an altar in front of the western wall. A large tapestry is

hanging delicately on the western wall, just below it is a golden plaque.

An alabaster knight kneels before a white marble statue of Nadrik.

A fountain bubbles quietly in the center of the room.

Hardwood pews fill the room.

An altar of red oak stands in front of the western wall.

Amargein is resting here.

Mladen Arminus, Captain of the Shield (Austinian) is here.

Muse d'Aggravaine is resting on a hardwood pew.

Acthus Renetar, Colonel of the Lance. * is here.

Lanan Fann, Knight of the Lance is here.

Aenarion dePayens is resting on a hardwood pew.

Mercerion Mamoritai, General of the Lance. |**| is here.

You say 'Any other comments or observations?'

Mercerion ponders.

You tell Ari'ana 'A moment, miss, I complete some discussion and will attend to you shortly.'

You say 'Right then, gentlemen and lady ..'

Ari'ana tells you 'Of course, Sire.'

Lanan says 'Drinks are on you?!'

Lanan beams a smile.

You say 'So .. from the Shield, criteria and duties per arm and rank.'

You say 'Similarly from the Lance.'

Muse nods at you.

Mladen nods at Mercerion.

You say 'The other matters all we have settled .. unless there is other pressing query?'

You say 'Naturally, once the criteria are in place, those wishing to make appropriate transfers will have the criteria to aspire to.'

Aenarion says (to You) 'We have a number of active senior staff in the Crown at the moment. I suggest we use all of them to forumalate a cohesive picture of us.'

You say (to Aenarion) 'Yes, and see how best such can be tasked to the various functions of the Keep.'

Aenarion nods.

You say 'If there is nothing pressing ..'

Gwaine looks around to all present.

Mercerion salutes you.

You say 'I thank you all for attending, and we accomplished much in a relatively short time.'

Amargein nods.

Aenarion nods.

Muse stands up.

Aenarion stands up.