Fantasy RPG Forum - Standing Trials

There was no hesitation from Woe when he talked about the trims he would pursue. Faith nodded her head as she listened to that and she considered that he seemed on much more solid ground when he discussed that. It was mere trill later that he confirmed her thoughts, explaining that he liked structure and hierarchy. She considered this for a moment, mulling it over in her mind and trying to look at the idea from different angles. "So do I, generally," she said in a quiet and thoughtful tone. "Yet, so often, it is what I find myself fighting against. I suppose the difference is that I find a system of seniority and levels of responsibility a very good thing. It's just when seniority gets mistaken for superiority, I start getting a twitch in my left eye." She smiled slightly and considered it. It wasn't something she had really thought about before, and she was glad to have the opportunity to now. That didn't mean that Faith forgot for one moment who Woe was, but there was a fundamental truth to her which had always been part of her personality; Faith believed that people were fundamentally good and, when someone tried to do the right thing, they should be forgiven. It drove Padraig mad, of course, and she knew that he wished she'd be more prone to protecting herself, but it simply wasn't her way.

So, she listened and when Woe spoke about what he would like to see change, or be added, Faith did more than just listen, she paid attention. His idea was something she had thought of before, many times - in many ways it was what the Institute of Innovation in Rharne had been about for her; the chance for people to see that medicine was so much more than dealing with illness. She nodded, thoughtfully, her hands pressing together as she tapped the pads of her two index fingers against each other once, twice, and then she lifted her head and spoke. "I agree," she said. "I feel that our remit could be so much more. That is what Isonomia is about, trying to achieve that state of political equality at a societal level. I hoped Isonomia would do it, but although we've achieved a lot, we've not managed it. The Institute for Innovation, then, I hoped would strengthen that broadening of things, and it has. But it's not enough, not yet." People were hungry, people lived in sub-standard housing, that kind of thing. It required a joined up approach, and more.

"I tell you what," she said softly. "Put together a proposal. Identify a clear remit and define borders; what would this branch of the Order do - and what would they not do? After the remit comes the ethos and goal. What is the aim, where will they work? Is this a branch which repairs people's houses, or builds new ones? Then, put forward likely needed resources; I know you can't be specific but give an example or two. What training will be needed? For that I usually break it into must-have, should-have and could-have. Then finally identify trims, numbers, that kind of thing. I'll be looking for the most efficient use of our resources for maximum impact." Faith smiled at him. "Bring it to me when you're done - if you do it - and we'll have a look at how realistic it is."

With a slight raise of her eyebrow, she looked at him. Would he be prepared to do that work to make it a reality? She didn't know but, she had to admit, she hoped so.