• PM To Join • In a Sea of Ideas, Which One Will Float?

[Lorogh]

Lorogh contemplated all the forms and methods and properties of a weapon. The many ways a singular object could devastate the foes of the Empire or the lands they dwelt in. In the end, he found he was swimming in an ocean of ideas, with no boat in sight. Every idea needed a good foundational structure, and he was lacking the very basics. The basics being, what did soldiers need in the manner of a weapon, and what was the best way to employ said weapon? So tactics was necessary to research. This led him to the first leg of his journey toward the Imperial Devastator:

The Imperial Officers Academy.

It wasn't Lorogh's first choice of a place to learn his craft, but it had all the essential knowledge and the minds to understand that knowledge to form the basis of what he needed. What did the Devastator need to be in order to best serve the Empire. What theoretical weapon could possibly even hope to scare the enemies of the Empire, so much that they never sought to strike at them?

It was a compelling question, and done that he would pose to those great military minds present at the Academy. Once, and only once he had his answer out of them, would he be prepared to take the first steps toward his goal. He'd have the vessel with which to make the journey, without failing due to a chaotic influx of ideas and haphazard day-dreams to inform his idea.

The Imperial Devastator would be a reality. But what form would that reality take?

[Lorogh]

In such a cosmopolitan state as the Eternal Empire, it never ceased to strike Lorogh how accomodating they were to folk of varying different statures. Near every building was built to accomodate the large Ithecal citizens that called it home, while ramps going up and down to adjust for height were standard design for reception desks. This was so that supplicants and receptionist both didn't need to crane their neck everytime an ithecal approached the desk, or to stretch to look over the desk to see the tunawa or cadouri talking at them, unseen otherwise. It really was a model of accessibility. Lorogh felt very welcome and not the least bit awkward when he approached this or that clerk in their station. He merely walked up to the appropriate step in front of the desk to adjust for eye-level communication, and spoke to whoever it was behind it.

Lorogh related his desire to enroll, and take part in a freeform educataion. However this was not quite how things were done in the Empire. The educational system was more formalized, based on qualificaations and certifications. "You'll want to sign on for Siege Corps Officer training, I take it?" She asked.

Lorogh nodded his head, although it tilted after he gave the affirmative. "But does that mean I won't be able to see other teachers than those assigned to that training?"

"Once you enroll, you'll have full access to lectures, the library, and study spaces, Corporal." She said, her lips flat and pursed. "If you want to branch out at the risk of neglecting your assigned studies, that's your own calculus I believe."

Lorogh nodded, but twisted his mouth a little. He didn't anticipate a hard enough time studying that he'd require to pour all of his focus into his own assigned materials. This was not primary education, where all manner of information was overloaded on students. There had to be some pick and mix, so to speak! He was confident, anyway, that he'd have opportunities to satisfy his curiosity outside of Siege Corps Officer training.

"Thank you." This said, he took his schedule and materials and went off toward the library.