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- Adaptable
- Genres
- I'm wary of magic with lots of rules.
The system of governance in Pegulis was the second of the Northern Archon's great achievements. In fact, it might as well have been the first, for uniting the scattered tribes of wizards and witches was only possible through representation. Each major city sent an Inner Council sage to represent its ideals and hopes. The inner council ensured that elected governors stayed true to their beliefs. The governors, in turn, were sent from each city, town and hamlet. They represented the wishes of the people who sent them there. A governors life was not an idle one full of corruption and bribery. They were required to make regular trips back to their home town, to answer to audits of their people. To be a governor was to make a sacrifice.
The Northern Archon rewarded membership in the Pegulis Nation in three primary ways. First, she rescued the decaying bloodlines of the scattered Northern mages. By finding one another, they could intermarry and renew the strength of their lineage, which had grown weak through inbreeding. Secondly, she offered all the miracle of thermic gems. Coming in many shapes and sizes, they emitted a steady and comfortable heat for months on end, before needing to recharge at Barvelle. Finally, she offered them Barvelle itself - a city almost built solely for the purpose of storing and disseminating knowledge. Arcane arts, natural philosophy, and ethics and morals were freely dispensed to anyone who could claim to be a citizen of Pegulis.
The General Assembly hall of Barvelle, the embodiment of all that was Pegulis. The deepest, largest cavern in the Barvelle mountains was not even half the required size, and had been enlarged over many years, carved around four great pillars as support. In the center was the speaking circle, an enchanted piece of stone that magnified the speaker in height and sound with illusion magic. Stars - or natural gem veins - glittered along the walls.
Governers from all over Pegulis hurriedly moved in to take their seats. They awaited the Aldus caravan: Ilsa, Castigarian, Vrein. They awaited those survivors from Medwick's doomed journey. And they awaited those who had issued the summons: the three Inner Sages.
The Northern Archon rewarded membership in the Pegulis Nation in three primary ways. First, she rescued the decaying bloodlines of the scattered Northern mages. By finding one another, they could intermarry and renew the strength of their lineage, which had grown weak through inbreeding. Secondly, she offered all the miracle of thermic gems. Coming in many shapes and sizes, they emitted a steady and comfortable heat for months on end, before needing to recharge at Barvelle. Finally, she offered them Barvelle itself - a city almost built solely for the purpose of storing and disseminating knowledge. Arcane arts, natural philosophy, and ethics and morals were freely dispensed to anyone who could claim to be a citizen of Pegulis.
The General Assembly hall of Barvelle, the embodiment of all that was Pegulis. The deepest, largest cavern in the Barvelle mountains was not even half the required size, and had been enlarged over many years, carved around four great pillars as support. In the center was the speaking circle, an enchanted piece of stone that magnified the speaker in height and sound with illusion magic. Stars - or natural gem veins - glittered along the walls.
Governers from all over Pegulis hurriedly moved in to take their seats. They awaited the Aldus caravan: Ilsa, Castigarian, Vrein. They awaited those survivors from Medwick's doomed journey. And they awaited those who had issued the summons: the three Inner Sages.
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