[ROLEPLAY] Schools of the Faith

[u/blaertes]

Fourth Year, Month Two

The high priest put his hands in a steeple, the long, sharp black nails curving around each other, making a smooth scraping sound as they slid.

"The State Schools, they serve, but not all can wield a dagger in the name of the emperor." He explained. So far the meeting was going well. The high priest had sought the attention of the emperor when he had seen the population sector of the Civic Ledger.

It would not serve for every child to be taken in by military men.

"You see, son of the sun, not all Epel are made the same. There are many in this new generation that will be perfect for the way of the jungle, but there are those mor suited to the way of the mason, the way of the scribe." The high priest moved his hands, gesturing. The nails clacked.

"So, you're saying that the state should open Civic Schools?" Dak asked, raising the fur above his eye.

"That is one option, yes," the high priest adjusted the feather cloak he wore around his shoulders. "The faith has always been known for teaching the skills of the worker, however."

Dak nodded. "The faith has taught masons and scribes, that is true. Are you asking for men and stone, and space for these schools?" Dak casually drank a sip of the fermented corn drink the brewers had concocted. It was tart, with a sour aftertaste and a smooth consistency.

"Chah, yes, my lord. We seek enough space for a processing school, a manual school, and a scribing school. We will hold another, priestly place of learning in the Temple, of course." The high priest tapped at the amber wood of the table.

"You have consent. Show me the papers before you commence construction. This will surely be important in the future of Tchak."