1217 has just ended. It is April 2, just barely into 1218. Nearly two dozen young magi, some of whom are only about to presumably pass their gauntlets, have streamed into the grand hall at Harco. There is plenty of food set about on tables and the room is decorated with early spring flowers, making this look like a banquet. But there is also parchment set on the table surrounded by many chairs, making this look like a meeting of Guernicas or Bonisagus magi.

One older magus keeps an eye out as the various journeymen magi and senior apprentices arrive, not talking to anyone. Bits of gray in his beard and speckling his head reveal a significant age since he must surely be under a Longevity Ritual. Once he has counted who has arrived, he taps the floor repeatedly with his staff until he has everyone's attention. There is nothing extraordinary about the tapping, just that he is persistent and a hush slowly spreads over the crowd.

"Greetings, everyone. I am Alexios ex Guernicas, and I have been tasked to instruct you on what to do in preparation for your great venture. As you all know, the Order has decided expansion into Africa should be done. There is a great amount of space there, bound to have vis and Gifted children. To maintain neutrality between the current Tribunals, ideally a new Tribunal will be created. As more senior magi are busy training apprentices and doing research, and they have established laboratories they are loath to relinquish, over the past year you have all been recruited to settle Africa. The five Redcaps among you have searched and found a number of locations they think you will find suitable for establishing covenants.

"Until one year after the next Grand Tribunal, none of you will be considered orbus for not being a member of a Tribunal. Your representatives shall present themselves at that Grand Tribunal. If you have sufficient numbers and present yourselves well, you will officially form a new Tribunal at that point. If not, any existing covenants will be absorbed into nearby Tribunals. Until then, you should conduct yourselves as a Tribunal to prove the viability of a Tribunal there.

"After the Redcaps have described the locations they have found, you will meet amongst yourselves to determine who will settle where, how your Tribunal will make decisions, and the like. Brontion ex Guernicus will be your Quaesitor and see that everything is conducted properly. In one year you will meet here or in Africa as you decide and begin to settle Africa. I now leave you in the hands of Benedict, Giovanni, Qais el-Sarwar, Tallak Thorstennson, and Tello. Enjoy the food, and good fortune in your venture."

With that he promptly walks for the doors and departs, determined but not in a rush. The doors close behind him, leaving 21 of you together in the room with no one else.

You'll want to introduce yourselves as you were one year ago. So, if you're starting right out of gauntlet, you'll be an apprentice introducing yourself. If you're starting one year out, then you just passed your gauntlet. If you're starting more years out, then you have a little bit of time as a magus under your belt. Feel free to doing some mingling stuff, and that mingling can by asynchronous with the rest of the discussion.

The locations the Redcaps describe are the ones you've settled on already. As we've already organized who is going where, we can assume that gets done after the Redcaps describe the locations. So we can proceed onward to establishing some norms for the Tribunal in-character.

By habit, Leander stands near the back of the room. He looms over most of those gathered here. Unlike most magi, he wears warrior's garb including mail. His wolf fur cloak and massive warhammer lend him a barbaric air.

He listens to the older magus carefully and takes note of those indicated to be Redcaps. Once the magus has left, he looks over the assembled crowd. "What have you discovered?" he asks.

A young magus with his head shaved bald and his beard grown into a neat goatee hurriedly drops a chunk of cheese that he was eating and awkwardly stands as the senior Quaesitor says his name. But the magus has already moved on to introducing the Redcaps by the time he gets to his feet. So he just stands through the rest of the speech and waves at everyone using a large bronze gauntlet on his left hand and he speaks with a distinct Spanish accent "Greetings sodales, I am Brontius ex Guernicus if you have any legal concerns in the years ahead I will be pleased to offer assistance." he blushes a bit and coughs into his gauntlet "At the moment however I am unable to pass judgements. But I assure you all that my Gauntlet will be a formality and by the time we set off I will be a recognized Quaesitor in good standing."

Silence hangs for a moment before he realizes that he must have cut off the Redcaps' explanations of the sites with his speech and yields the floor. "Yes, gentlemen what have you discovered about our homeland to be?"

Standing next to Leander is another of impressive stature.   Andre is just over 7 foot tall, appearing very muscular and athletic.
      ( ... which is about a foot shorter than Leander, and Andre is not quite as densely muscular)
He looks like a man who has spent his life in the harsh outdoors, fighting a lot (if the scars suggest anything).

Like his companion, he wears warrior's garb:  in his case, leather armours accompanied by a hefty axe at his side, shield slung across his back, and several hunting/killing daggers.

He has made the effort to bath, and clean himself up: but he still looks like a wild man.

He remains quiet, though.



Now, I have given Andre the 'Hedge Wizard' Repution (-3 among the Order).
It is said that he is pretty much a 'big dumb lug', who happened to have been born with the Gift, and was trained more for the academic curiosity than for any real purpose.  It is known that he cannot cast Spontaneous Magic, and his Formulaic portfolio is 'limited'.
Most in the Order consider him a joke.

Please do feel free to have your character (this is NPC's also, GM) recognise him for this ... and treat him accordingly.  I will not take offence at anyone holding against Andre the Flaws I have given him.
He might, but that will be IC ... OOC I will not.
This message was last edited by the player at 06:37, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

Macrinus is going for a second helping of food. Some of the food has gotten into his black beard. He's wearing simple robes. Some may have noticed that he disappeared at sundown and came back wearing something else.

Black hair, brown eyes, and the black hair on his head seems to be thick, all over his body, even on his hands. He's looking carefully at all the magi.

He pours wine into a goblet, or at least tries, with a fair amount spilling on the table. Frowning, he sets the decanter back down, only to see it slip, and he just barely moves his body to block it from from sliding off the table.  He hears Brontion speak, but is occupied, and looks back from the table trying to figure out who spoke. Shrugging, he takes a deep gulp of his wine, and goes back to his seat to eat some more.

An average looking man, with mostly nondescript features, and brown clothes stands a bit to the side of those assembled. The only odd things about him are a necklace sporting a feather (An eagle's feather if anyone has some survival), and a strange tattoo on his neck, marking him as a Criamon.

For now, he's content to just hear the Redcaps, as he knows that even as a Magus, his social skills aren't developed. He does feel relieved knowing there's gonna be a Guernicus, but the two military-looking Magi set him a bit on edge. He's been bullied too much as a kid to like bullies, or apparent bullies. Hopefully, those two wouldn't want to be in the same covenant as himself.

From among the men Alexios ex Guernicas pointed out as Redcaps a young red headed man steps forward. His long red hair and braided beard makes him stand out as a northerner. He is dressed in fairly simple clothing and makes a small cough to get everyones attention.

Greetings all.
Some of you know me already, but most of you do not. I am Tallak Thorstennson and I had my apprenticeship under Thomasin ex Mercere of Venti Rosa in the Levant tribunal. I spent my last year as an apprentice traveling the lands along the Nile looking for things that could be of interest in this grand venture.

This has been a group effort done with the backing from House Mercere and we have to the best of our ability scouted the northern part of Africa. We have found magical creatures, regios, hedge wizards, Roman ruins and several sites with auras suitable for establishing covenants.

Now, the area we have surveyed is large. Of the established tribunals only the vast wilderness of Novgorod might rival this area, and while all our findings have been recorded in the books of House Mercere it might be easier if you present us with specifics you are looking for than us boring you with a lengthy and tedious session of us reading our notes.

So if I might suggest that you talk a bit among yourselves, find out who, if anyone, shares your interests in hermetic research and fields of magic and then let us know what you are looking for. We’ll stick our heads together and then give a presentation of the sites we think are most suited to your needs.

Does this sound agreable?

He then looks at his fellow redcaps and notices Benedict frowning as if he does not agree with this at all.
Tallak steps back and yields the floor.
This message was last edited by the player at 14:09, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

One of the redcaps seated near Tallak, a slightly older man with a huge mane of blond hair and a massive beard, shakes his head.  He rises, and says to the other man, "Forgive me, Tallak, but I think these proceedings will go more quickly if we give brief synopses of the sites we found.  Then whichever peak the interest of a few of the magi here, will prompt the formation of groups and we can give them more details."

He turns to the assembled magi.  "I'm Benedict, by the way.  I don't know how much you all know about the general geography of Africa, but you should be aware that there's a lot of desert.  Civilization crops up in the places where there's water, inland, and at seemingly random points along the mediterranean coast.

Anyway, I found a few sites that might be of interest.  I have a bit of a knack for sniffing out regios.  The first one wasn't a regio, but a magical aura deep in the eastern mountains, around a cave.  The place was crawling with ghosts, so I didn't delve deep, but it's there, and might be well-suited to some of you.

I also found an old Roman road that formed into a regio heading south, from the coast deep inland, it ended up in a quite idyllic valley, full of strange creatures and strange people.

I found a fascinating regio in Alexandria, also, where the ancient library was preserved in a way, and there is an excellent location safely buried in the city there.

The last place I looked was down south of Alexandria.  If you travel south in Egypt, you'll find there are hundred and hundreds of tombs.  Most of them are magically active.  They're also quite well protected, with both magical defenses and mundane traps.  They might be suitable for a covenant, with a little effort to... co-opt the defenses.

Well, that's all I have, and my throat is dry."

He abruptly sits down, and takes a long drink of wine.

OOC:  Only one of those is an actual covenant location (Alexandria) the others are story hooks.
This message was last edited by the player at 09:45, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

Tello grunts and nods approvingly towards Benedict. The bald huge man stands up and looks over the room with his single piercing eye before speaking. As he shifts his position the light of the room clearly illuminates the scare disfiguring his otherwise plain face.

“The western region is much the same as the Easter. Ruins from the Roman era scatters the land. Beast and Hedge Wizard gather in isolated areas, especially in the mountains and desert. The further from the familiar Mediterranean you travel the more alien the landscape become. “

Tello’s Latin is rather poor, but he seems to quite pleased with his recounts and after a short break he begins anew.

“For potential covenant sites these Roman ruins make for excellent bases. Two well-preserved ancient cities with potent magical auras can be found in the Maghreb. Tiddis and Timgad.

Tiddis has an especially powerful aura but it has drawn the attention of various hedge magicians to its area, fighting about its resources might become unavoidable. There seem to be a regio as well but how to gain access to it has not yet too been found out.

Timgad is more isolated but the size of the ruin is incredible. Its further from civilization and further south, bordering on the desert. “

Tello looks at the other Recaps and sits down again, not realizing that he completely forgot to introduce himself. Following Benedict example, he helps himself to some wine.
This message was last edited by the player at 10:36, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

In reply to Tello of Mercere (msg # 9):

As Tello finishes his speech, another Magus rises to address the crowd.  He is tallish, although not on the scale of Leander or Andre, but spare, with dark hair, and a jutting beard.  His clothing, though of fine cloth and well made, is simple and unadorned, marking him out as an apprentice, a notion confirmed by his relative youth.  His air, however is of supreme confidence, and would be easily confused with arrogance, if not for the open affability that marks his expression.

Salve, sodales!, he begins.  It is good to see so many brothers and sisters ready to take up the challenge of a new land.  I am Iapetus, of Tytalus, and I am glad to hear our Mercere friends speak of the scope of our new home.  It is my hope that together, we will find the opportunity to pursue our interests free of the haggling and bickering that so often compromises older . . . He pauses, and then gives a wry smile, I should say, "more established" tribunals.

Iaptus turns towards Tello, Benedict, and Tallak, and fixes them with a piercing gaze.  I want to thank you, on behalf of all of us, for these early labours on behalf of our Tribunal.  Many of the sites you describe sound fascinating, and seem like a good match for our more adventurous friends.  He gives Leander's hulking form an appraising glance.  I must confess, however, that I am not yet willing to entirely forgo some connection to this more familiar world.  The ruins of which you speak are intriguing; were any such sites found near the coast?

OOC:  On a completely personal level, wanted to say I am ridiculously stoked that this game is now rolling.  Haven't played Ars in ages, and have never played on this scale.  Kudos to Alpha and pulling it together, and really looking forward to making it work with the rest of you.

In reply to Iapetus of Rennes, Magus of Tytalus (msg # 10):

In contrast with his demeanor, and somewhat as a surprise even to himself, Arnaldo speaks out: If our dear sodale of Tytalus would oblige, I, for one, would prefer to hear from our Mercere sodales about all the locations they have found, so we can all find locations suitable for us. Unless, that is, he has ventured there himself, and would like to add another croak, or two.

In reply to Arnaldo ex Criamon (msg # 11):

Iapetus gives Arnaldo a quizzical look.  Indeed, brother.  I just finished asking our esteemed Mercere colleagues to give us more information about precisely such sites.

A look of exaggerated concern, and sudden understanding, crosses Iapetus' face.  But, then, I have heard that many of House Criamon struggle with understanding such simple matters of mundane reality, caught as they are in their dreams and visions.  Do not worry brother - we will all speak slowly, and repeat ourselves as many times as necessary, until you understand.  Your afflictions are no cause for shame.

Turning back to the Mercere, Iapetus waves his hand in a gracious gesture.  Please, brothers, tell us more.

A young Redcap steps forward. He is distinguished only by his red hat, otherwise he looks like a traveling merchant. With Dark hair and eyes, he could be Sicilian, or even Arabic. He speaks in almost un-accented Latin.

Salve Sodales! I am Giovanni of Mercere. In responding to young Iapetus, there are sites along the coast, as well as those further inland. The cities of Tripoli and Tunis both have thriving markets where all manner of exotic goods may be procured. While the unwashed throngs are "distracting" to the more studious, they are good locations to learn of all that North Africa has to offer. The few auras available in these metropolitan areas are small and weak though.

There is a location, on the coast itself, that is far enough away from the cities to have a stronger magical aura. That place is Cap Bon, an old Roman quarry site. House Mercere is interested in the site, due to the mixture of isolation, and proximity to the Tunis and Tripoli trading centers. It was found by reference to old Roman records, kept by my house. From the legends, and my explorations, it appears to contain a regio, near a sea cave with access to the Mediterranean. I suspect that there is a hidden harbor, within the regio, which would make it perfect for clandestine trade with Harco, and the Italian Trading cities, of course.

I have already suggested this site to Harco, as a potential site for a Mercere Chapterhouse. The presence of full Magi, would be welcome, of course.

The same Roman records showed the presence of numerous Roman Empire era ruins throughout the desert. Sadly, may of the auras there lack a source of water. They are numerous, and worth exploring, but permanent settlement without water would be difficult, in the extreme desert conditions. There was a site, in the deep desert, which was explored by our friend Qais el-Sarwar. It has water, a small oasis, but he can best describe it.
This message was last edited by the player at 12:30, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

Apart from the other magi, there's a dark skinned, tatooed young man. He clearly have some Arabic lineage and from the way he speaks he's clearly from Andalusia. The man is listening very carefully to Giovanni that was going through the locations he found in his explorations.

He tries not to attract attention and doesn't speak so much, at least not aloud.

Salve Sodales! I am Imad al-Din Baqir from Andalusia. says Baqir in a very low voice.
I was wondering if any of the Redcaps have dealt with particular hedge traditions in the eastern part of your explorations. I understood that there are a lot of Roman Ruins in many sites but I was interested in more eastern traditions. Have you found any signs of the legendary Sahirs?, he keeps saying this in a low voice trying to catch the attention of Giovanni with his eyes.

Without waiting for an answer, he quietly goes to get some food.

As Andre, Baqir has Hedge Reputation (-3), he's coming from a covenant of hermetic sahirs and there's a well known feud between Flambeau and Sahirs.
This message was last edited by the player at 13:26, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

Brontion perks up again at that "Yes, I've given it a bit of thought and It seems to me that stationing myself on the eastern fringe of the tribunal would be best, as disagreements with our sodales in the Levant will no doubt crop up."

Adressing the room again "I realize this may seem to make it difficult for many of you to contact me but rest assured I have practiced that art of teleportation extensively and should be able to make it to any of you in a days time once word reaches me. Transportation magic should feature heavily in all of our grimoires our good friends in Mercere have understated maters. I am no expert in cartography but the maps here seem to show that our Tribunal is nearly as large as all of the holdings of the Order combined!" The first bit smacks of boastfulness but the area is truly vast.

A young man, with a thick black beard and hair, with bright green eyes, in a nondescript black robe, speaks up.

Salve Sodales, I am known as Jaegar of Merinita. I am very interested in what Qais el-Sarwar has to say about the deep desert. While I agree with Brontion that much travel will be involved in our new homes, this should not be a problem for us. After all, we are mages. The effect this will have on those who serve us in our new homes, may be quite severe. Jaegar gives off a confident air, and has a bit of the arrogance of the newly gauntleted. There is also a bit of the predator shining through his very green eyes.

He glances at the feather around the Criamon's neck, and gives off a toothy grin. He appears to be trying to be friendly, but that isn't the feeling he gives off. He grins even wider at the two huge mages in their midst. We have a very interesting group here. Once we settle in, visiting all may be in order.

He then goes over and starts eating.

OOC: In a mix of the newly gauntleted and apprentices, where we are just meeting each other, there should be some interesting interactions. The gauntleted having their parma up and not irritating each other, the apprentices being with numerous unknown mages with the gift or blatant gift.
This message was last edited by the player at 14:57, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

A beautiful woman of clearly origins around the Mediterranean leans heavily on her walking staff. The combination of her apparent frailty and being so near to giving birth makes it a wonder the staff is even enough. Despite her frailty, she has an especially youthful glow about her. Her fine dress and impeccably done hair, nails, etc. add to her aura.

Initially she is focused on one Redcap in particular: Qais. In her slow method, she makes her way over to him right away. She smiles at him and says, "Feel. He grows strong," while placing his hand on her belly. She spends a little time speaking quietly with him, though she is happy and welcoming to others who may come up to her.

When the Guernicus magus taps the floor she eases herself into a seat at the table, not being able to bend so freely. She listens to him quietly and remains silent until after the Redcaps have spoken their bit. When everyone is introducing themselves she says, "I am Hajja al-Kahina Zahrah min bayt Miscellanea bint Mahmud. You may call me Zahrah. The sounds of Roman ruins interest me, and I would be happy to live in my homeland of Egypt. When you need, I will start producing Longevity Rituals soon after I have my laboratories set up wherever they end up."

A young, dark woman, likely darker than many of you have ever seen wears the head coverings of a Greek orthodox woman. Perhaps in her mid-twenties, perhaps younger. She quietly eats but seems to watch everything, almost looking through the people when she stares at them. She is smiling when not eating but says nothing beyond polite, almost abasing, apologies when she gets in someone's way or as she gets out of it. Her attention shoots towards the redcap speaking when the site with a variety of hedge traditions around it is mentioned.

OOC: Salma would like to Comprehend Magic on folks who have identified themselves as apprentices. Not sure how you would like to work this, it's quite a few of us.

At the mentioning of Egypt Tallak steps forward again. He glances quickly at Benedict as if silently asking for permission to talk again, but speaks up before any reaction can be seen.

If you hail from Egypt I can tell you about another site that might interest you, and maybe also Brontion as it is the easternmost one I have found. On the eastern site of the Nile delta, where the city of Pelusium stood before Baldwin of Jerusalem razed it a hundred years ago I found the ruins of a Roman Temple with a strong aura. I stayed the night at the ruins and it gave me a bad feeling, but  merchants I talked to claimed the site was safe and that they sometimes stopped there on their way through the area.

He then pauses a short time, then gestures towards Brontion and continues.

Our Quaesitor to be makes an excellent point about the distances of North Africa. From the Western border of the Levant tribunal and to Tunis and Carthage there are over a thousand roman leagues, and to the westeern reaches of the Mediteranian there is more than half that distance again.

From my experiences with the Venti Rosa caravan in the Levant I’d say that travelling that distance without magical aid would take more than a season even if you’d experience no delays due to bad weather and the like. While we redcaps might not be able to travel from one side of Africa to the other in the blink of an eye like Brontion, rest assured that we will be able to visit all covenants on a regular basis and if need be we can get messages from one covenant to another in a very short time.

Tallak then steps back into the line of redcaps, and makes his way along the wall towards teh tables with food.

Qais is a dark and swarthy man, wiry and athletic. His skin is prematurely wrinkled from too much sun... or perhaps something else. Piercing eyes of a bright green seem to judge everything in their path.

When Zahrah approaches Qais' eyes soften and he smiles, at the woman, then at her belly. It is an almost sinister smile, hiding malice, but if you look at his eyes you can tell it is genuine. "I am so happy to see  you again Zahrah." He hugs her then overly gently touches his hand and feels the baby moving inside. The smile widens but doesn't lose that sense of threat. "When are you likely to give birth? If soon I am sure a midwife can be arranged here at Harco so you have no need to travel back to The Levant in this state." Any who approach them his demeanor seems to speak of defending her and the child she carries with his life though he does not move to overtly threaten anyone. And at the Guernicus' insistent tapping, after pulling out the chair for her, sits in the next chair.

---

During the other Redcap's speeches he seems distracted and keeps offering to get Zahrah what she needs, in fact getting her a second plate that was not asked for and likely was not wanted.

Noticing Tallak finishing he stands and in a quiet voice that carries, making those furthest away beg for silence and lean in. There seems to be some haughtiness and disdain in his voice, "I am Qais. I have spent the last few years searching for sites for you... for this venture. The deep desert is not a hospitable place and many of you," looking around with more than a little disdain in his eyes, "will not be able to survive in the harsh wastes. I know you believe you can overcome anything, as Magi, but even you great ones can succumb to the trials of the sun and the sea of sand. Should a group of you decide to find your Covenant there I will go with... for your safety." He stands a bit taller and in a louder, more practiced voice begins again, "In addition to the strange regio that leads to a fertile valley that has already been mentioned there is a site with an aura, not of the strengths of most of the others we have found and listed for you, near the Ghadame Oasis, a bustling trade post and a rare place in the desert touched by Allah. But likely of more interest would be a site with a vast and strong aura near the ruins of what the legends I heard call Garama. There is water there, a watering hole used by the beasts. Cliffs with caves that I was unable to reach. Nearby there is a Regio that bears signs of the influence of djinn and ghuls and other desert fae. A roman temple was built in this city of necromancer god-kings... but even they succumbed to the desert, eventually. And with that Qais sits.

In reply to Qais el-Sarwar (msg # 20):

Arnaldo perks up at the mention of a vast Aura, and seems undeterred by it being in the deep desert. He envisioned a place where he could raide and breed magical eagles, and other birds of prey, and a remote location, with a vast aura, was the perfect fit for this endeavor.

He would make his way to Qais, and would speak to him in Latin "A pleasure to meet you Qais, and am eager to hear more about this location in the deep desert, the one in the city of the necromancer-kings."

In reply to Arnaldo ex Criamon (msg # 21):

Qais eyes Arnaldo disapprovingly. "It is a rather interesting site. Perhaps we should see if any others' interests have been sparked as well. The Broth is cooking and now we must act as one."

OOC: I hope that's a suitably absurd yet applicable Bedouin proverb, least the internet tells me it is.

After keeping at the back while the redcaps talked a young magi now makes his way forward. He’s got short black hair and a short beard, his clothes are those of a craftsman rather than rich man and in this company the small wooden figurines on a string in his belt mark him as a member of House Verditius needing casting tools.

He nervously fidgets with some grapes as he walks up to the Redcap Giovanni. He mumbles softly as he addresses him.

“I heard what you said about establishing a Mercere house. “

Unsure if he’s being heard he then raises his voice a bit more than needed, giving the impression that he wants to be overheard by others in an attempt to draw them into the discussion.

“Allow me to introduce myself. I am Malleo ex Verditius, and I would like to know more about the place you say House Mercere has set its eyes on. While I’m eager to explore new lands, I also want to stay in touch with the rest of the order and settling in with you redcaps seem like a sure way to get the best of both worlds.”

Malleo pops a grape into his mouth and looks around like he wants to be rescued before he has to continue the conversation with Giovanni on his own.

In reply to Qais el-Sarwar (msg # 22):

In reply to Qais el-Sarwar (msg # 22):

Of course, as you wish, but I have not heard such an idiom, not even in Granada.

OOC: Am not sure it's a correct translation, but it's a nice touch.

In reply to Tello of Mercere (msg # 9):

Salma approaches Tello and meekly attempts to gain his attention. "Um... excuse me... Tello was it? I am Salma, paidí ton Kalikrax Filii Pralicis ex Miscellanea," Her Latin accent is impossible to place, it has aspects of a native speaker of Greek but something else as well. "The sites you described, the ruins, perhaps if others are interested in those sites... Perhaps we can all speak together." She then lurks silently next to Tello waiting for others to approach.

In reply to Malleus ex Verditius (msg # 23):

Indeed, my friend, comes a voice from behind Malleus, two worlds are better than one.  And it cannot hurt to have a little privacy, you for your crafting, and I, for my experiments.

Turning to Giovanni, Iapetus smiles.  Tell us more, dear Giovanni, of this sea cave and its wonders?

Giovanni goes into detail, telling them what they basically know already about the site (since you designed it).
On the mundane level, both the quarry and the sea cave are unremarkable. This is probably why there is no active quarry works there. On the other hand, I did see signs that someone was using the sea cave, for some purpose. But there was no one there at the time I visited.

If I had to guess, from the way the tie downs for boats and ships were placed, it is likely that those using the sea cave don't want their presence noticed. But that is just speculation at this point. The hidden access point recommends the site as a Mercere house. A quick coastal trip to the east or west would bring you to Tunis or Tripoli, within a day.

There will be a need to excavate more space in the sea cave, at least on the mundane level, and the movement of stones in the quarry would be enhanced by magics capable of carving and moving stone. So, if you have such magics available, or can acquire them before departure, that would be wise.
This message was lightly edited by the player at 17:25, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

In reply to Arnaldo ex Criamon (msg # 24):

Jaegar walks up as Qais and Arnaldo are speaking.

I am most interested in this deep desert site. The presence of a possible fey aura, the isolation, and the vast aura have so many possibilities.

He looks closely at Qais, seeing if he may have fey blood of some kind, (Does he have a green mouth/some other sign of his fey nature?) Now that Qais is close to him, the green eyes shining, hairiness, and predatory nature become more apparent. There is definitely the feeling of his fey nature coming through, for anyone who knows what to look for.

If you could describe it in more detail, Qais el-Tarwar, that would be very helpful. And do not be overly concerned. I adapt well to the wilderness, and very well indeed, given time to acclimate. If we come to some agreements, during this meeting, I will endeavor to visit North Africa, and become more accustomed to the ways of the natives, and the desert.
This message was last edited by the player at 17:38, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

In reply to Salma ex Miscellanea (msg # 25):

Longinus who thus far has been competent with just eating and observing the others makes his way towards Tello and Salma. The young-looking man with black hair dressed in slightly to big colourful robes, approaches them grinning.

I am Longinus of House Merinita, though I have yet to pass the Gauntlet. These ruins have grabbed my attention too. Please do elaborate on them.

He speaks in the most heartily tone he can muster and with a wide smile on his lips.

Leander stands near Andre for a time listening to the babble of the crowd. He does grab some food as he never passes up a chance to eat something this nice. He shakes his head after a time.

"Andre, do you have any idea where we would fit in? We're warriors more than scholars. I want to see these lands for myself. I want to meet the people and face the challenges of this great expanse." While he directs his question and comment to Andre, his voice easily carries to all nearby. "And Battal hasn't had a chance for a good run in years. Mortals are always so afraid of him and it makes him sad."

While Leander speaks fluent Latin, his Turkish accent is noticeable. He stands just over eight feet tall with a powerful build. His skin is well tanned and weathered with several small scars. His black hair is cut very short and he is clean-shaven.

In reply to Jaegar of Merinita (msg # 28):

Salve sodales, I am Arnaldo ex Criamon, and I agree, the vast aura is a great benefit. I do not know your intentions, but I plan to turn it into a place where magical beasts are raised, and sold to other covenants, for study, and for use as Familiars.

And, traveling to and from even such a remote location should not be too difficult, when one can take animal form to travel.

In reply to Arnaldo ex Criamon (msg # 31):

Well met Arnalod ex Criamon! While I don't currently share your zeal for a menagerie, it seems like a worthy cause, and an interesting project. With the right staff, and magical aid, it should be well within our capabilities. And I must admit to curiosity as to the varieties of magic animals and creatures who could survive in such an environment.

The exploration of the desert, and the lands that lie beyond the current boundaries of the order, is quite appealing. Treading the paths already well worn by generations of hermetic mages holds little appeal, at least for me.

New varieties of fey, uncommon in the settled lands of Europe, would also be quite interesting. I have heard of Fairie Jinn, and the Ghuls, but only in second and third hand accounts.
This message was last updated by the player at 19:55, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

A brown haired man with the features of a german, dressed in red robes decorated with both the symbol of House Flambaeu and the the symbol for Ignem grins and says "Sodales, I am Appolonius ex Flambeau, a Magus trained at the prestigious covenant of Durenmar. It is an honour to be part of this historic endeavour as we claim new land for our Order and become founders of a new Tribunal." his words seems filled with a genuine enthusiasm, though those affected by his strong Gift might see something else. "If anyone wishes to settle in these ruins of Tiddis then I wish to support this endeavour, I am looking forward to helping secure the site from the local Hedge Wizards, in order for my sodales to put it to use. It is after all the duty of a Magus of House Flambaeu, like myself, to protect the Order and to strike at its foes. I would be especially useful against any hostile Hedge Wizards, should they try to dislodge us from the site."

OOC: Appolonius possesses the Blatant Gift, which of course would affect how some see him. Though he has offered to share his Parma with anyone he met with before the discussions began. If you wish to be one of the ones included then it's first come first served to define that you're protected by his Parma. Or, you could ask in the moment for his protection. He can share it with three people at the moment.

Macrinus walks over to Qais. "A former Roman temple in a vast aura? I find that most interesting. I'm certain we can do well there.  Oh, but where are my manners? I am Macrinus ex Tytalus, filia Balbinus. I recently swore my Hermetic Oath, and am interested in a new land. In a new Tribunal, we will have our own Peripheral code, and we can keep such things as we consider fit, and discard rules made in a different time and place."

"Arnaldo ex Criamon, I think your endeavor of creating a menagerie of animals is a good one, certainly one that will provide creatures unknown to the Order at large. And if they are of no use, they will have vis that we will need. I would join you in this project.

Macrinus turns to the other magus. "You have me at a disadvantage, sodales."
This message was last edited by the player at 19:37, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

In reply to Macrinus ex Tytalus (msg # 34):

I am called Jaegar of Merinita, and am newly gauntleted as well. This project, and this place holds much promise.
This message was last updated by the player at 19:55, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

In reply to Appolonius of Flambeau (msg # 33):

Salma grits her teeth a little at the powerful gift of Appolonius but, as she has been trained by her parens, turns to him despite it, "Perhaps you could share your protection with me, if we may be fellows at the same covenant."

When Appolonius' parma has been extended to include her she continues, "I am sure not all exotic traditions are enemies. Some may be, of course, but that is to be shown. And, of course, one such as yourself would deem some too far below them to bother destroying before one could learn any secrets they might hold, correct?" Without waiting for an answer, "It is my hope that we will be able to attract both asehhar..." as if searching for a word. She becoming more animated and her strange hybrid accent thicker as she describes or names the traditions of the region, "practitioners of sun magic and settuten, those women who follow the Moon. Among their numbers are imbergi and ngagef who deal in marks the body. Kalikrax met one in Tunis but he was not gifted, merely skilled in the ancient art. And of course Sahir and..." Salma continues listing traditions, many of which she has only heard or read mention of without any idea what they may be able to do or how they do it. She extols the virtues of bringing them within House ex Miscellanea and how an enrichment of Bonisagus' theory will happen once these varied traditions get integrated, as magi and in the theory. She goes on quite a while unless someone interrupts her.

OOC: no one with alignment to the magic realm feels the effects of the gift from Salma.

As the magi introduce themselves one by one, Corvus makes a theatrical bow before addressing them with a smile as charming as he could manage. "Salve, Sodales. I am Corvus, filius Simium Arileins of Scholomance and as of this year, a gauntleted Bjornaer Magus. But please, feel free to call me Reiner."

Physically unassuming, Corvus looks to be a lad in his early twenties, of shoulder-length black hair and green eyes; his gown not too different from that of a peasant and a large brown cloak that envelops him. His Latin carries a slight German accent.

"What fate awaits us in these foreign lands? Discovery, fortune, and glory, or disappointment, defeat, or even doom? Who is to say? The die has been cast, let us all do our best!" He spoke with almost child-like excitement.

"Now then ..." He walks over to a small group comprised of Salma and Longinus.  "Of the aforementioned locales, the ruins of Tiddis are of the most interest to me. Got room for another?"

OOC: As a Gentle Gifted individual Corvus does not provoke any negative response from his observers, not on the account of his Gift anyways. Furthermore, those aligned to Magic, but unprotected by Parma may feel as though they're being drawn to him, or inclined to see him as trustworthy.
This message was last edited by the player at 20:28, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

In reply to Salma ex Miscellanea (msg # 36):

Appolonius extends his Parma to include Salma when she asks, and smiles as he listens to Salma's ramblings. Though eventually he interupts by saying "As long as you are determined to integrate their magic into the Theory then you do not need to worry, I will support your efforts. After all, understanding the secrets of other traditions and finding the formula for making sense of it was how Bonisagus created the Theory. And there is nothing more admirable than to follow in his fotsteps."

In reply to Corvus ex Bjornaer (msg # 37):

"Of course! A covenant of four seems quite appropriate considering the amount of Magi, and future Magi, what have gathered today."
This message was last edited by the player at 21:43, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

Longinus smiles towards the two new others joining the company, a bit forced towards Appolonius.

I too could use your protection if you would be so kind. I do concur that the hedge wizards form the region offer a unique interested that should be capitalized upon. Just think of the stories these sorcerers – Who are so often portrayed as the evil sorcerers in the Arabic tales – share amongst themselves, about their origin and fate. It could bring a whole new perspective to the classic stories of the East.

Longinus gesticulated wildly with his hands as he speaks.

In reply to Longinus ex Merinita (msg # 39):

Appolonius quickly extends his Parma to include Longinus when asked.

"Well, in order to acquire their secret stories, you might need to show them the strength of the Order of Hermes. Especially if they turn out to be deserving of their reputation as Evil Sorcerers."

As Baqir spoke, Andre looked at the man ... take more note of him than Andre had paid to most anyone else here.

He had heard of this one.   A fellow of Andre's own House, but from a very different lineage and background.
Standing beside ... 'with' in the communal sense ... a Flambeau, Andre made a mental note of the man's sect within their House, and it's implications with Leander's House.

Replying to Baqir:

Giovanni does go up to Baqir, after extracting himself from the group talking about the Quarry.

I did not hear of Sahirs as such. I do know that a group is specifically looking at Hedge Traditions, in the western part of Africa. Another group is closer to Arabia, on the eastern part. The legends I have heard of Sahirs, before my trip to Africa, located them in Arabia. But I must confess my ignorance on these matters.
This message was last edited by the player at 22:10, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

In reply to Jaegar of Merinita (msg # 35):

A pleasure to meet you both, and am glad you like my idea. I know it might take some time to bring to fruition, but I believe it would be worthy, and possibly lucrative.

And there's a gleam in his eyes that wasn't there before, before he speaks again.

I believe this new Tribunal is a chance not just for us to prove ourselves, but a chance for our Houses, and the Order, to be revitalized, with new ideas, knowledge, and insights. And perhaps a chance for us to do things a bit differently.

As Baqir was chewing through his food, he sees a really big man towering over almost everyone else in the room. He had never seen anyone like this, but he had actually heard of it, he heard of a young magus of his house that was a really big but he didn't thought that big.

When Baqir catches Andre's gaze he immediately looks away, and quickly he is met by Giovanni of Mercere that tells him about the legends he heard about the Sahirs in Arabia. Baqir is really interested and keeps asking Giovanni more and more information, when he realizes he has exaggerated, he makes a step back and says: I need to apologize for my manners, Giovanni. When it comes to a topic that interests me, I can be a little ... mmm ... aggresive, we could say. Thanks for your time, Giovanni, we'll see each other soon.


Baqir then approaches Brontion ex Guernicus and says: So I heard from Tallak Thorstennson that you'll probably settle in eastern part of the area, near the Nile. It's seems a interesting place to start my research. Do you mind if I join?.
This message was last edited by the player at 22:20, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

Andre nodded at Leander, then gazed out upon the unwashed mass of mages before them.
They all looked so pretty in their finery and garb.  A slight smirk came across his lips.
"Some of those sights, and sites, sound worthy of visitation.  But you know my thoughts, I'm disinclined to be throwing in with just any of this lot.   There's not one I know from a bar of soap*, and therefore not one I know that I'm willing to commit to working with just yet.

Me, I'm inclined to head south, check out a few places first.   Let these ... good folk ... settle in, and maybe get to know a few in their new home before dropping my hat with someone I think I can work with".

Across the way, he heard Macrinus turns to the other magus. "You have me at a disadvantage, sodales."
Andre had no need to accomodate the man, though.   And so turned his attention back to his comrade.
"What are your thoughts?"
The 'challenge' that the 'wrinkly-Redcap' had inadvertently issued was happily accepted by the smaller of the Giant-kin:  to brave those 'dangerous lands', and survive would be a thing, eh!

Andre's conversation with Leander wasn't 'private', but neither was it barrelled out for everyone to hear.
Anyone nearby, or paying attention could overhear him, though.


* some might wonder if Andre knew what a bar of soap was!
Although it would appear that someone had cleaned him up for todays event ... somehow.  Maybe a high-pressure fire hose had been involved.

In reply to Longinus ex Merinita (msg # 39):
In reply to Salma ex Miscellanea (msg # 36):
In reply to Appolonius of Flambeau (msg # 40):

"It is nice to see everyone here is feeling enthusiastic about this venture! As it so happens, beyond the location itself, my interest also extends to the local magicians. I'd prefer a diplomatic approach until and if the need for violence arises. More information is required though, always is."

"On the topic of which..." He turns to face Salma specifically. "You seem to be quite knowledgable on the local traditions. Would you indulge my curiosity for a moment?"

In reply to Appolonius of Flambeau (msg # 40):

Longinus looks appreciatingly at Appolonius, feel more at easy as the gifts consequence disappears with the protective parma.

“Its wrong of any culture not to wish to share its stories and myths. What would be the purpose of a story if it were not retold? Then its wisdom and wonder could not be passed on nor could it fuel the noble fae in their eternal retellings.

But I suppose you are right, not all share such an enlighten view on these issues. Having the might of the Order as a bargain piece is clearly not something to be underestimated. Learning the secrets behind our arts could open even the tightest sealed lips."
This message was last edited by the player at 23:03, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

"Of course, Sodales. I am not sure I will be able to answer you helpfully but I will try. What is your question?" Salma says obviously excited someone has expressed an interest in her interests.

In reply to Salma ex Miscellanea (msg # 48):

"You've named many of the local traditions; the fabled Sahirs, the practitioners of sun and moon magics and...others that I won't try to pronounce." He stops for a moment to chuckle at the thought.

"For the moment my interest extends to those traditions wielding shapeshifting magics of any kind. Do any of the aforementioned possess such capabilities? Any other that come to mind?"
This message was last edited by the player at 23:30, Thu 11 Mar 2021.

In reply to Corvus ex Bjornaer (msg # 49):

Salma thinks for a bit, "Hrm... there are the Bouda, I remember those stories from my childhood. men who transform into Hyenas... or maybe it is Hyenas who transform into men. I am unsure if they would qualify as a tradition though, Kalikrax never mentioned them... I will ask him about any others he may have heard of when I return to Greece."

In reply to Baqir Al-Andalus (msg # 44):

Brontius looks up from where he is studying the map that Tallak was referencing when he spoke of the eastern sight. He grimaced a bit for a moment recognizing the hedge wizard "Ah, yes naturally that would be all right. You are familiar with the local hedge tradition? I imagine having you on board would smooth relations quite a bit. It would be nice to find a third."

He looks around the room and sees the pregnant woman, Zahrah, with only the Redcap man as company "Many here seem to have already declared for one covenant or another. The two I would have preferred to recruit as Hoplites, I think they have deliberately chosen to have no covenant. But maybe the woman there would be willing to join us."

He gestures for Baqir to follow him and briefly meets Qais' eye. Apparently he is her guardian of some kind. Then he looks to Zahrah, "Pardon maga, but you have been awful quiet during all of this excitement, if it is not because you have already selected a site to settle then I would offer you a place at our covenant, we are eyeing the eastern Egyptian site. I can ensure that we will have appropriate accommodations very shortly after arriving. Important, since I expect you will have a new life in tow when we arrive."

A small man sitting at the back of the room stands and moves forward to the map.  Short and slight, with long red hair and pale skin, he is a full head shorter than most in the room, and looks like a child next to the larger magi.  His gift is also strong, bringing a wave of ill feeling as he enters the cluster of people looking at the map.  When he speaks, his voice is unexpectedly deep, and grates like the sound of stones grinding together.

"I am Malik.  I have not completed my masterpiece yet, but I will within the year.  I want to explore this new land too, as far south as I can, but I am not so sturdy as to travel on my own, exposed to the elements and to attack.  I thought to build a covenant that moves, but it will take some time...  Perhaps Alexandria... a regio sounds like a good place to start."

He looks around at the group of magi, near and far, and raises his voice a little.  "I am quite skilled with Terram, and with magical construction... if any of these sites need such done, I would be happy to help, for only modest future consideration."

(Vespera would delight in extending her Parma Magica over one of the Redcaps if allowed.  Vespera also has Gift of Venus, for those who find such things enticing.)

Throughout the discussion, she had remained silent, for the most part. Though the room was well lit, Vespera had remained in a more shadowed area, observing the forming groups and rivalries.  She had also been slowly gathering up a plate of food, slices of fruit and scraps of meat.

Finally, she stepped towards the group of magi with slow, careful steps.

She was clearly a Tremere, wearing the typical black robes of her House, in a relatively simple cut that tried and failed to hide the curves beneath.  The woman was a bit short, especially with the number of notably large and adventurous magi around.  Black hair was carefully braided back, held in place by green ribbons, and her otherwise pale face bore a hint of a flush.

Sipping from the goblet of wine she carries, she moves in a slow arc though the room, her path deliberately chosen to those who have been watching her.  She smiles at those who meet her eyes, a cheerful crack in the mask of control she otherwise has. The dark-haired maga moves past the other women in the room, pausing to murmur a greeting to first Zahrah, then to Salma as she passes them.  Her final goal, it seems, is to stand near the Mercere.

"Well," she says in a light, pleasant tone as she sets the plate down at hand.  "It seems I am the only Tremere who has been allowed on this expedition."  Vespera's voice is soft , but modulated to carry well.  Her Latin carries a distinctly French accent. She takes a pause to snack on a slice of fruit, letting her eyes drift about the men and women gathered, lingering here and there on the more unique. "Really, I would not expect the Quaesitores to allow a full cadre of my kin to sidle on in, everyone takes such offence to attempted efficiency.  Still, only one. Such a change from Transylvania. It's almost as if I'll actually get to make my own decisions."

Her cheeks brighten with a blush as her voice loses it's formality and some of the control. "Truly," she continues, voice a little faster, almost bubbly now.  "I am most looking forwards to this venture.  The fear of being cast aside is readily overtaken by the excitement of new ventures and new knowledge.  If you all can forgive me my black robes."

She turns her body towards the Redcaps, her eyes bright. "I would admit an interest in Alexandria, as that city has a wonderful history and, to be most honest, I was raised in a library.  And, as well, the Roman quarries have some interest, as my specialities in Rego magics could put use to such in crafting - and I do love having representatives of House Mercere readily available."

The man who stood behind Vespera of Tremere held his place, and her seat, when she moved forward ... but he was attentive to her needs.
Otherwise, he stood silently, an any good manservant should.

In reply to Malik ex Verditius (msg # 52):

Brontion hops in on the end of the Verditius' proposal "Ah I was going to mention that as well. I've mastered the spell for carving stone as well as a ritual for summoning it. If anyone would like make use of my services I'm sure we could come to an arrangement."

After edging in on his business Brontion walks over to Malik "It may be possible for us to work together if there is a particularly grand project you had in mind. I will be located only a hundred or so miles to your east if you choose to reside in Alexandria. I have my founder's flair for Terram magic and I was imbued with terram during an accident in my training which has proved very helpful in construction projects."

In reply to Jaegar of Merinita:
In reply to Macrinus ex Tytalus:
In reply to Qais el-Sarwar:


Like an eagle seeking prey, I can set the goal, but I am not the one leading the flock, so I hope one of you is willing to step up to it. My main focus is Animal magic.

In reply to Arnaldo ex Criamon (msg # 56):

Jaegar watches Vespera of Tremere walk by, and listens with interest as to what she is saying about a Library. He then turns to Arnaldo ex Criamon.

I love riddles! I take it that you don't want to be our spokesman, when the time comes. That is understandable. I don't believe we will have to decide such things, until our Covenant forms, and we have Covenant meetings. We don't even know who will be joining us, at this moment.

I suggest that at this meeting, the input of all the explorers, or colonizers, is useful. Once decisions are made, and founders of the covenants are clear, we need to get together with those joining us, and make plans.

Jaegar then turns his full attention back to Vespera of Tremere.

I think having a librarian amongst our group is wonderful!  While I don't know who exactly made the decisions as to who would be invited on this adventure, it certainly wasn't me. I imagine a discussion which took place between more established mages, as to how to populate this new Tribunal.

I personally have no problem with House Tremere. And coming from such an "organized" house is befitting of one who organizes knowledge. I look forward to hearing how you would suggest we organize knowledge and books in our new tribunal.
This message was last edited by the player at 18:03, Fri 12 Mar 2021.

In reply to Jaegar of Merinita (msg # 57):

"Jaeger, do you think we would be well-served to invite Malik ex Verditius to join us? I imagine that our location has little but caves to shelter us. I, too, am excited by this project."

"Should we thrive, I believe I will be able to make good longevity rituals when it become necessary."
"

A Verditius is always a welcome addition. And with a focus on Terrum magics, that could be quite helpful. Would you like to approach him, or should I?

In any case, making arrangements for his assistance, once we scout the site, and determine our needs, would work regardless of his choice.
This message was last edited by the player at 21:20, Fri 12 Mar 2021.

Iapetus, having met those Magi interested in the Tunis site, begins to work the room.  To Andre and Leander, he mentions his time following the free companies, as a doctor, and trades war stories.  With Corvus, he shares a story about an exotic animal he dissected.  He spends time with Zarah, asking after her condition, whether she will have the help she needs, and offering his help with the birth, if she wishes it, of course.  He offers no impropriety, nothing that would challenge or threaten Baqir; clearly, his interest is only in the welfare of the mother and child.  With Vespera, he engages in light flirtation; while he clearly enjoys it, he just as clearly treats it as a game he intends to win.

OOC:  Iapetus has Gentle Gift.  No one feels uncomfortable in his presence.  He refuses all offers of Parma, although as graciously as possible.  He is Tytalus; for all he knows, this is just another test set by Gaia, and he intends to triumph, as he always has. 

Alpha:  If we need a mechanical element to this, Iapetus feels the impact of people's Gift, and is aware of it.  He is intent on being "politically successful", regardless; it doesn't matter what his reactions to their Gifts are, he will control himself.  I'm not sure what I'd need to role as a player, but I will, and will burn Confidence as necessary to succeed.  This is Iapetus' chance to make a first impression with people who will matter to him, and he refuses to fail, just as he refuses to rely on the strength of another to succeed.

In reply to Jaegar of Merinita (msg # 59):

"Malik, I would like you to consider coming with us to the deep desert. There's an oasis nearby, and we plan to capture and breed magical animals native to this region. Your assistance with construction would help us, although transportation will be challenging.

We would have you join us if that is your wish."

After meeting with those who will form The Aerie (eventually), Jaegar begins circulating in the room, meeting the other mages present. He tries to greet the different groups, starting with Qais el-Sarwar and Zahrah.

Congratulations Lady Zahrah! It is always heartening to welcome a new life into the world. I see you have a devoted protector. I intend to travel in North Africa, and learn more of our new home, while waiting for the gauntlet of the rest of our sodales. Do you intend to remain here through the rest of your confinement?

Qais el-Sarwar, it appears that the site you were so kind to discover may become the site of our covenant. Your expertise in the ways of the desert would be most appreciated, as we learn our new home. I know you may wish to continue in your role as protector, but know that your skills are appreciated, and welcomed.
This message was last edited by the player at 22:38, Fri 12 Mar 2021.

Vespera will finish her wine as she smiles and circulates with the other magi, staying near the cluster of Redcaps in case she can hear any interesting tidbits or gossip.

Iapetus provides an interesting distraction, as the dark-robed Tremere woman returns his casual flirtations. She seems at first innocent and elegant in her flirting with the Gently Gifted Tytalus - showing none of her House's Traditional dislike for their oft-rival House.  She's more than happy to let him walk away from the conversation feeling like he 'defeated' her.

She has more important things than Tytali to handle.

The Verditius, Malik is surrounded by a collection of the more wild members of the potential Tribunal.  Vespera idly tugs at her robes, letting the simple cloth settle comfortably as she moves from one conversation to prepare for the next.  She really hates wearing robes for her formal occasions, but at least the simple cut of the Tremere robes doesn't hide her charms too much.  She casts that thought out of her mind as she approaches where the Aerie are talking with the young Verditius.

"If I might interrupt," she says, apologetic and poised, her earlier bubbliness once again masked behind etiquette.  "Malik, yes?  You mentioned you have not yet finished your Masterpiece.  Would it be rude of me to inquire what you were crafting for such a momentous event?  I do not want to pry into your secrets - we all have our rights to secrets.  If it is an open subject, however, I would be delighted to hear more.  I want to find good Hermetic companions for Alexandria. I am hoping I won't be left completely on my own in my aims to establish a safehouse of knowledge for our Tribunal."

She casts her glance up at Macrimus and to the retreating form of Jaeger before she continues to Malik. "Your offer of helping our sodales with construction is kind. You have a good heart, and too many become blinded by their own great potential and do not see how we can aid others."

Vespera lifts her head towards Macrinus, her polite mask suddenly turning playful. "I have visited Durenmar once, and it is a fantasy. A wonder. I would not deign to compete, or compare," she says to the Tytalus.  "But if I could build a Library great enough to tempt the handsome magi of our Tribunal to visit me in, I would consider it my perfect home." Then, almost as if realizing her excitement is escaping, a slight blush on her cheeks, she takes a deep breath  to reclaim her etiquette. "I should get some more fruit."

After a time, Leander makes his way to the collection of Redcaps. Once there is a gap in the conversation around them, he speaks up. "I am Leander ex Flambeau a warrior, not a scholar. While I'm not yet ready to commit myself to a potential covenant, I am committed to forming this new Tribunal.

"If you or any of our sodales needs my aid or protection, ask and I shall do what I can. I plan on spending some time traveling these lands learning about the land, the people, and the threats. I appreciate the efforts you have put forth in gathering the information we have, but more eyes are usually a good idea."

OOC Leander has a normal Gift. He can extend his Parma over one other if anyone wants his protection. While Leander generally doesn't start conversations, he doesn't avoid them either. He has glanced in the direction of the Verditius.

Malik is a little surprised at the attention he's gathered.

In response to Brontius, he perks up.  "Well, I've been drawing up plans for a castle made of bronze.  It would rest on a pile of sand, and use that to move as well.  I still need to work out how to make the interior comfortable, though, I'm concerned the structure might be unpleasantly resonant."

He turns his head slightly and listens to Macrinus and Jaegar, as the two magi approach, responding when they have finished.  "I'd prefer to be a bit closer to civilization, while I'm preparing for construction, for a few different reasons.  But I'm happy to come and help, and return to Alexandria afterward.  There was some talk of animals for familiars, wasn't there?"

When Vespera approaches, he turns again, to address her.  "It's no great secret.  If I can manage to do what I'd like to, they'll be available for anyone with the vis to purchase one.  I'm making a stone ring that protects the wearer from metal.  I suppose it isn't useful for our warrior friends, since it will interfere with their armor and weapons, but as a protection for a someone without such adornments, it should serve well.  I'd like to try and make it triggered by the proximity of metal, but I don't know if such a thing will be possible."

He glances at Macrinus, then back to Vespera.  "You know, you may not be able to rival Durenmar, but you can certainly build the Order's greatest store of knowledge from the East.  The Levant is no competition, as everything always has been and probably always will be chaos there, that's why I'm leaving, and I think it deters Hermetic scholars.  I hear that Thebes has been in turmoil too.  There's no reason you couldn't seize the moment to surpass them both.  I'm sure there is a great wealth of knowledge to be gained and hoarded."
This message was last edited by the player at 02:21, Sat 13 Mar 2021.

Andre followed Leander over to where the Redcaps gathered.
When his fellow spoke, Andre felt obligated to correct him: “We, Leander.   ‘We’ are not ready to commit to a Covenant ... but ‘We’ will help wherever we can”.

In reply to Iapetus of Rennes, Magus of Tytalus (msg # 26):
In reply to Giovanni of Mercere (msg # 27):

Malleo has zoned out for a bit. So many people magi, some he knows from the Rhine tribunal, but mostly complete strangers. And all will be part of this great endeavour. He’s unsure what to think about all the ones so obviously trying to sell their services already as if they were masters and archmagi, barely out of the gauntlet if not still apprentices and they put on masks of greatness before even seeing the lands of Africa. No, better to be quiet, set up a laboratory in a safe place with good connections to the rest of the order and try to gauge what kind of demands life in this new land will present.

He turns back to Iapetus and tries to resume the conversation, “Experiments, yes that sounds exciting. May I ask what kind of experiments?”, only to discover that Iapetus has left while he stood there lost in his own thoughts.

Feeling a bit lost he turns his attention back to the Redcap. “I guess I got lost in my own thoughts there for a while. But a quarry you said, with a regio. So building materials should be plentiful then. I think I’ve seen a formula or two in the library back at Fengheld that would be helpful, maybe I should take the time to study them before we travel there.

I guess carving rock can’t be that different from carving wood,” he says nervously, “or maybe not, but it’s still shaping a material and that I can help with. Maybe we can keep in touch after this meeting and start making plans for getting supplies and the like. We’ll need to bring a lot of materials and stores if we are to build a covenant from nothing.”

Arnaldo will walk around, and hesitantly try to talk to the other magi. He's a bit lost on polite conversation, and his Gift makes things a bit difficult, but at least he's trying, since these are fellow magi, and, for better or worse, these are the people he's embarking on this path of trying to establish a whole new Tribunal almost wholecloth.

His main shtick is something along the line of: Greeting sodales, my name is Arnaldo ex Criamon. My friends and I seek to establish a covenant where we will, eventually, be able to supply other magi with animals, whether mundane or magical, that can serve as Familiars.

In reply to Leander ex Flambeau (msg # 64):

Qais looks up at the large man and even larger man. “Hmph. You will require a lot of water. But wandering the desert... helping those in need, is that your plan? Or just those of us in the Order? Is it Christian charity or duty to your sodales that motivates you because there is not a lick of charity in the desert, you will learn, that is a good way to die.” It is pretty easy to tell that Qais disdains charity more than Christians though he doesn’t seem to look all that favorably on either.

Qais takes a few steps towards the table, raps on it a couple times in a poor imitation of the Guernicus earlier and when it does not gather everyone’s attention similarly he raises his voice for all to hear, “HEY! Magi! Apprentices! It might behoove you to discuss the rules, basic standards, how a covenant is formed, can a covenant be a mere group or must it have some... thing, must a covenant have a site, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. I mean it’s up to you, really. I know some of you are so fired up about your great magical doo dads and gee gaws, spells to turn the world to ash or whatever claptrap but you are doing something else here and it takes precedence, you are starting a tribunal and while The Code is a great base line there is plenty you need to discuss in this large group, hell, these huge lunks just wanna walk around and would likely not help you meet the basic threshhold for being a Tribunal in the first place so maybe you should discuss the rules you want to play by and, hey, maybe a mobile covenant is alright and not some flagrant vagrancy violation. Remember, you get to decide.” Looking extremely pleased with himself he raps the table twice to signal he is done and returns to the group of redcaps.

When the attention is no longer on him he whispers to the other redcaps, “So, do you think we should offer a wise rule about magical wealth or do you think that would just confuse this lot?”

In reply to Andre ex Miscellanea (msg # 66):
In reply to Qais el-Sarwar (msg # 69):

Leander nods to Andre. "I didn't want to speak for you Andre. But you are right."

He listens to Qais. "While I am a Christian, I'm not devout. I help where I can because it is what the strong should do. You say there is no charity in the desert, there you are wrong. While the weather and wild animals do not know charity, where there are good people, there is charity."

After Qais leaves and addresses the group, he frowns a bit. He turns to Andre, "Are we going to cause trouble for the Tribunal if we don't join a covenant now? I thought we had a year."

Andre considered this a moment, "We are Hermetic Magi.  If we want to wander, we wander", he said with a shrug.
What were they going to do, War us because we wanted to take some time to simply help out about the place, before choosing a home?

Benedict shakes his head, and whispers back to Qais, "You worry too much.  Let them get set up a bit, then we can recommend the rule.  If the tribunal fails at birth because of conservatism, all our work will be for naught."

A little louder, so he can be heard by all, he says, "I'm not an expert in the Code, but given how strict some tribunals are about preventing citizenship, I think it's reasonable for things to go the other way, too, allowing a looser definition of covenants.  Depending on whether you all want to make things easy or difficult for new future settlers.  I think right now we should be focused on the practicalities of setup, not the nuances of the Code."

He takes a drink, and continues.

"I would recommend that once everyone figures out where they're going to go and who their sodales are, we set a time and location for the next tribunal meeting, and let there be a formal discussion then about the fine details of the peripheral code."
This message was last edited by the player at 11:07, Sat 13 Mar 2021.

In reply to Andre ex Miscellanea (msg # 71):

Jaegar walks up to Andre ex Miscellanea and Leander ex Flambeau, and looks up:
We can fix the problem the Redcap is creating, quite easily. How do we define a Covenant? But it isn't really a problem. The "Tribunal" we are forming doesn't exist yet. Until we are approved as a Tribunal, at the Grand Tribunal, our rules, peripheral code, and organization is subject to change.  We can certainly talk and plan, but you have time before any of this is enforceable.

In a much quieter voice, just to the large men:
I would support the definition of a covenant, up to the point where we are recognized as a Tribunal, as a group of mages who have a charter and a name, and their retainers. As long as they have a place to get mail, or agree to pick it up regularly, why do they have to remain in one location?

In a much louder voice:
At least until we are recognized, we may want to encourage younger mages to join our new Tribunal. Our recognition as a Tribunal is affected by our population, is it not? And if the desert is as harsh as Qais el-Sarwar has said, we may need replacements for those who fall.

In reply to Malleus ex Verditius (msg # 67):


Working his way back to Malleus and Giovanni, Iapetus greets them again, and drops a few hints about the tone of conversation around the room; walking castles, hedge wizards, desert wanderers - so many grand plans.  Turning to Malleus, he comments:  In truth, all these grand plans seem exhausting.  For myself, I would be happy with a quiet lab and a stack of parchment.  Is it the same for you, my friend?

In reply to Iapetus of Rennes, Magus of Tytalus (msg # 74):

Giovanni interjects, before he defers to the mages.
If you are interested in creating magic items for the new Tribunal Malleus, you couldn't find a better site for your work. Central to the new Tribunal, and only a short voyage to Verdi.
And as for a doctor, and "experimenter," being between two population centers, and easy to get to for any mages needing your services, would be a useful choice Iapetus.
But I forget my place. I am just excited about the possibilities of our new home.

In reply to Benedict ex Mercere (msg # 72):

Jaegar goes about having a word with all of the mages present, including the Redcaps individually. He is looking for possible correspondents, allies, and to find out their interests. Since he can travel easily, he is also trying to discern, who will be open to visits, and who is more secretive.

To Benedict:
Did you have anything in mind, for the purposes of discussion?

OOC: How long are we meeting for? A day? 3 days? Can we assume that the groups discuss pooling resources, once they form? Because eventually Benedict is right, we need to discuss rules and regulations, until we are recognized as a Tribunal. Some rules will need to be modified once we are recognized, but a general idea of what we are doing would be nice. But that depends on how long we are meeting.

While we won't be counted as a Tribunal by some older Magi, Qais raises a few good questions. We should discuss some matter of the Peripheral Code, because if we want to be taken seriously as a Tribunal, we should start acting like one, and yes, some questions, like what constitutes a covenant can be looser, for now, while our sodales and he points at Leander and Andre travel the region, and find where they would like to settle, we can allow them to count as a separate covenant, until such time as they decide more on what they want to do. But we all come from different locations, and different Tribunals, where the rules and customs are different, and we should try and decide on some ground rules to ease tensions. Like how far away from our covenants can one travel to look for Vis sources. We will all need it, and it's best to figure out a way to make sure that no two covenants come to blows about it.
Another thing I'd suggest, is that since we're all relatively new, we should strive to work together to ensure that as many of us will survive as possible.
And last, but not least, we should set a time for our first proper Tribunal, so that we have time to get organized in our locations, and figure things out. And if we set it for a year from now, it will give us time to have two Tribunal meetings before the Grand Tribunal is upon us.

Brontius pounds the table with his gauntlet a few times "Sodales. I peripheral code does not spring into being whole cloth. It is defined over time by legal precedent. It is a codified set of ruling on how we interpret our adherence to the Oath. So not only would it be impractical to trying and define it here legally speaking we don't even have the legal authority until we are recognized as a Tribunal. As it stands we, all of us are simply Magi or presumptive magi that have been exempted from standing vagrancy rule by a Grand Tribunal Ruling. Therefore any of our magi are exempt from vagrancy rules by the preeminence of Grand Tribunal ruling over regional Tribunal rulings, neatly settling that matter."

He nods to the Criamon who just spoke. "Other tribunals have such rule because a conflict arose. We have had no such need. As the only thing resembling a Quaesitor I would advise that unless someone has a grievance to place before the presumptive Tribunal as a whole we avoid broad sweeping rules."

He sips some wine to buy time to think "However I do believe that we will very likely have several grievances that need immediate resolution I am willing to act as mediator in any immediate disputes so that we do not have war among ourselves prior to our first true Tribunal meeting. Mediation can be given quickly through correspondence and held only so long as a Tribunal has not been convened."

"All that being said some of our covenants are hundreds of leagues from our nearest neighbor. How you can manage to have a grievance with anyone is beyond me."

"Furthermore all of our covenants should have charters, which as Quaesitor, I should at least document."

In reply to Iapetus of Rennes, Magus of Tytalus (msg # 74):
In reply to Giovanni of Mercere (msg # 75):

When Brontion ex Guernicus has finished his short speach Malleo once again turns to Giovanni and Iapetus.

"I’m all for plans, but by the sound of it so many of these magi have goals I cannot foresee them reaching in decades. I’d set my sights a bit lower and focus on getting settled in and getting the tribunal up and running. Let us find out what resources we have before deciding to build flying castles or becoming the prefered provider of magical creatures for young magi looking for a familiar."

Malleo quickly looks around and sees that Brontion is still on the other side of the room.

"Getting this tribunal working without all the rules favoring stuffy archmages is on the top of my list so I’d be more than happy to settle quickly at a site with good connections to the rest of the order. I'll keep my head down and try not to provoke the wrath of our gauntleted friend, but do we really have to wait untill after being recognized by a grand tribunal before we can put down a periphial code of our own?"

He then eats a few more grapes and breathes a bit easier before he continues.

"But back to the talk of establishing a covenant. I must admit I have no idea what kinds of supplies we’ll need to have a functioning covenant, at least not what’s needed outside the laboratory. At Fengheld where I’m apprenticed we have covenfolk who handle all mundane matters, maybe we should start with recruiting someone to run the place and take care of all such matters? I’d imagine someone who knows the region and has contacts in one of the nearby cities would be preferable.

Giovanni, what do you think? You seem to be somewhat familiar with the area, do you think we can find such a person in Tunis? Someone who is not averse to working for Christians and can find the kinds of people we’d need to run both a covenant and a Mercere house?"

"I only meant that legally all of our rulings are tentative until we have legal standing. But one still does not simply debate a peripheral code into existence as a piece. If someone has a specific motion to put forward that is immediately pertinent we can vote. But it seems like many of us are content to table most sweeping changes until they actually become relevant. Like vis sources, Normandy has explicit rules because they are a crowded Tribunal. But the magi of the southern site could construct a device to absorb vis from a hundred leagues in every direction and no one would even take notice, other that the redcaps by the no doubt hefty tips."

In reply to Brontion ex Guernicus (msg # 80):

To Brontion, but loud enough so others can hear:

I understand that peripheral codes don't arise out of thin air. But covenants have charters, do they not? And having a set of norms and customs we agree on beforehand, could set expectations about our behavior? None of it would have the force of law prior to recognition. But... Custom is often as useful as law, between equals.

After Jaeger has said his piece.

Salma who has quietly listened for the most part to anything she could hear with quite a bit of curiosity calmly stands up and addressing Brontius says, "Far be it from me to speak of your knowledge of other Tribunals but it seems your knowledge of tribunal practice may have a significant hole. In the Theban Tribunal precedent does not set law, it is merely judgement based on existent law which is wisely determined by the body of voting Polites during tribunal meetings. These laws, as determined by the Polites, are written in plain language that any who wish to read them may understand them and this is important as then the votes about guilt or innocence may be applied fairly by a body of peers to the accused." There is quite a bit of good in the systems designed by the forerunners of the Theban Tribunal and I believe we would do well to follow their lead in many of these rules around tribunal procedure. An elected council of Archai who choose their leader, the Archon, instead of the... what is the word, Praeco? As many of us are close in age or at least will be close in age from gauntlet it makes sense that we would use a different rule from most of the Order to choose who leads our first Tribunal in 1221. Should we not discuss and decide these sorts of things that we might meet in three years with some ideas of how that meeting should be run?
This message was last edited by the player at 16:16, Sat 13 Mar 2021.

In reply to Salma ex Miscellanea (msg # 82):

Longinus nods in agreement to Salma’s response and turns towards the others.

“We cannot afford to wait for conflict to find us, we must try to hinder it from every taking root. We can learn from the mistakes the other tribunals have done before us. We are standing on the shoulders of giants. I was trained in the Iberian tribunal an isolated place. Conflict and strife is was lead to this isolation and it could become our fate as well.

Since this tribunal-to-be is so large, we magi of Africa must be connected tighter than for any other tribunal. We may be separated by distances, but we should not let us become separated in spirit. Let us discuss and come to agreement about how things should be held. We are all colleagues and partners in this grand venture. There is much to be decided.“

This message was last edited by the player at 16:30, Sat 13 Mar 2021.

Brontion despite not actually wanting any business discussed is allowing himself to be drawn in. "Very well then, we should call the meeting to order. That is done easily enough."

He pounds his gauntlet again and speaks loudly "I call this the preliminary meeting of the presumptive Tribunal to be located in Africa to order. Presumptive-Quaesitor Brontion presiding on the authority of  Quaesitor Alexios ex Guernicas. Attendance and such being assumed we can move to new business. I move that Apprentices with the expectation of being gauntleted before Winter next be allowed a vote at this meeting as they have already been offered sufficient respect and autonomy to establish the new Tribunal in the first place."

Iapetus turns from the Tunis group to address the larger congregation.  "It is wonderful to see the variety of practices that grace our Order, and the passion with which so many of you defend what you find normal and familiar.  It is, of course, with the best of intentions that each of you advocates for what you see as best for us all."

He gives a gracious smile, continuing, "there is, however, an opportunity here, I think?  We are a new tribunal, yes?  As our learned legal brother suggests" he says, gesturing to Brontion, "at this moment we know almost nothing of the challenges we will face, or the points of conflict that might emerge.  Moreover, we are likely to spend the first several years simply establishing ourselves, finding basic shelter and resources, and building viable relationship with those who already dwell there, both human and otherwise.  Why should we base our rules on the traditions of those who know nothing of the environment in which we will live, or the society we will form there?"

I second the motion of Brontion. If we are to be equals, if not now then in the very near future, we need to act like it. Lording over others who are just a year or so behind us seems, inappropriate.

I also bring to the table several questions, which my be subject to discussion, or voting, before we retire:
If our tribunal is to be given respect, we should have a name, from the beginning. What should we name our new tribunal?
There is a rule, in the Rhine Tribunal, concerning peregrinatores. It mostly concerns hospitality, and the covenants informing potential guests of their requirements for temporary stays. I would suggest some rule on hospitality, considering the vast distances, and the exploring nature of our new Tribunal. What should that rule be?
And as to leadership, as Salma has already mentioned, we are all equals here, how should we chose our leaders, and those who go to the Grand Tribunal? I am sure that many of us chaff under the rule of the older mages, a rotating leadership may be wise, and prevent too much concentration of power.

In reply to Iapetus of Rennes, Magus of Tytalus (msg # 85):

Longinus smiles towards Iapetus.

“I do appreciate that our Tribunal should be shaped by the region we will have to inhabit and the challenges that await us there. But not to seek wisdom from our predecessor would be hubris at its highest. Such hubris will always lead to damnation, like it did with your House’s beloved Founder. Besides, not becoming alien to the Order is important to keep within their good grace. Our only wish is to further the Order’s reach. To act like a hand who can lead others and resources into serving the Order. But a hand that ceases to resemble its master will simply be cut off; else it risks infecting the rest of the body. Adopting traditions from the other Tribunals is wise and will aid us. It might prove to be vital just under these first turbulent years.“

Brontius glares at Longinus "Yes, however if we were to choose Praeco by age like other tribunals we would be counting days rather than decades. If we determined Vis claims by using a runner we would have vast swathes of unclaimed territory. If we attempted to have hold out locations every few leagues like Transylvania we would go bankrupt. If you have a Specific motion that you wish to put forward then do so!"

Giving a nod to Jaegar "We actually should establish hospitality rules. The local customs are probably a good place to start there, which sadly I do not know the specifics. But given the climes we are to inhabit denying someone hospitality is nearly the same as attacking them physically. We should generally agree that whatever our differences any magus should be welcome at any covenant for mundane purposes of food, water, and shelter at a minimum given some sort of reasonable maximum duration, perhaps a fortnight to heal from minor injuries and recover from heat fatigue. So moved, after the current motion is resolved."

In reply to Longinus ex Merinita (msg # 87):

Iapetus listens to Brontion, nodding.  He then turns to Longinus, and gives his most brilliant smile.  The smile never quite reaches his eyes as he says Inherited wisdom is one thing, dear colleague, childish mimicry is another.  The traditions of a house, or of a tribunal, are not those of the Order; we would do well not to confuse the two.  It is understandable, of course, that a member of your own House would be concerned with being seen as alien, given your tendency to . . . close relations with inhuman beings.

"If I might be so bold as to make a suggestion, and an unorthodox one at that." says Maello as he fiddles with his last remaining grape.

"We often tend to forget that the redcaps are full members of the order, and since they know the land better than the rest of us, at least most of us, I suggest we appoint the oldest redcap as Praeco and in charge of the first proper tribunal. Then the Redcaps can take care of the formalities while we focus on getting a roof over our heads and getting our laboratory equipment unpacked."

He looks nervously around and finishes.

"I mean, it’s just a suggestion."

Vespera has spent her time with Malik, becoming more familiar with the Verditius she may have to enjoy or endure for the next few decades.  She spends times introducing herself to the Redcaps, gleefully doing her best to make a good impression, "After all, my House has always valued communication and brotherhood.  You are the social lifeline of our burgeoning Tribunal."

Vespera's urges to find more information on the other memebers of the meeting from the Redcaps is cut short, however, by the meeting being called.  Unfortunate, but important. The dark-haired maga tries to guide Malik to stand next to her as the meeting comes to order.

"Brontion, your standing as our future Quaesitor is honorable, and your willingness to adjudicate this meeting does you credit.  But as you said, peripheral codes come from precedent and past, and as such we should be careful about what we set down.  I have enjoyed all of your company, and respect you all as my equals, or near-future equals." She pauses her little speech to flash a smile to Iapetus. "Even you, brother Tytalus."

"However, I do not like the idea of our formative meeting having a rule that Apprentices are treated as equal to full Magi in legal bindings. I agree we must be treated equals, and I desire it. But the legal backing for it this case should be because the Apprentices are speaking with the authority of their Masters - as is clearly made evident by their presence here."

Vespera flicks a glance to Salma and smiles to her, her fingers idly playing with her dark robes. "The Tremere whom I have spoken to from the Theban Tribunal have a mixture of admiration and horror for the proceedings there," she admits to the other maga. "They tend to feel the political setup of Thebes is a complete mess that only succeeds because the Theban polity actually does have the best goals in mind. I have trouble believing an entire Tribunal so long established has no bad apples, so I'm inclined to assume that they're misrepresenting the Theban code of traditions to please our superiors."

Turning herself towards Andre and Leander, she takes a moment to adjust her posture - she has to look up quite a ways at the two.  She blinks a moment, as if forgetting what she was going to say, before continuing. "Ah, with the matter of Covenants. There is precedent for travelling covenants. I've been told Thebes has a pirate flotilla covenant - Maga Salma can probably tell me where I've been lied to in that regards - and I know that Stonehenge has a travelling covenant.  Do you fine, large, burly gentlemen desire to form a wandering Covenant?  Or do you merely wish to see the world before settling down roots?"

She turns back towards Brontion, pursing her lips. "Precedent," she says softly. "Representing Quaesitor," she asks, more formally. "There are large expanses of unexplored land. I actually believe allowing wandering magi would be an advantage for the Tribunal if it is well handled. But should our large brothers," she gestures with a sweep of her arm to Leander and Andre at this, "decide to set down roots, the chartered covenant and all its resources would be put into contention, would it not? Vis sources claimed to their covenant might suddenly cause friction between two otherwise friendly covenants."

"Other Tribunals have differing rules for Vagrancy. Might I suggest that we allow... sanctioned vagrancy? There has to be a better term for it. Allow a magus to wander the Tribunal expanses without punishment, provided he applies and receives permission from the Tribunal, to last until the next Tribunal. We should probably include a provision about where the Mercere deliver their messages formally - I would be happy to keep a locked safebox within my keeping if only to convince those two magi to come visit." Her little speech done, an impish smile escapes her lips as she steps back to stand by Malik.

In reply to Vespera of Tremere (msg # 91):

Jaegar stands up to address the assembly.

I propose the following. Apprentices can't vote. That avoids a precedent. However, founders can vote, and present their opinions. We are the chosen founders, either by virtue of invitation, or volunteering. If we all share the risk, we should all have a say.

The second motion would be to set a date for the first true tribunal. I would propose one year from our arrival, as a group, in North Africa. That should allow all those currently apprentices, to have the opportunity to pass their gauntlet.  It also means that all have an opportunity to examine their potential covenant sites, and determine feasibility, and needs.

The last decision I propose is to the place of the first meeting. The easiest to get to, for all, seems to be the site of the proposed Mercere house. I can't volunteer for a covenant I have no connection with, but it seems to be the obvious choice.

Without having talked this over with my fellow Redcaps I think we can manage this if it is the will of the founders gathered here today.

Zahrah replies to Qais, "That is a good idea, and it would be fitting for the son of a Redcap and another maga to be born at Harco. I have a friend who will help raise him and tutor him, so that whether he is Gifted or not he will be ready to become an apprentice when he is of age. In the meantime, if you would like, I can extend my Parma Magica to cover you. I don't think I can manage all the Redcaps here, but nearly." She happily accepts his assistance with the seat and his offers of food.

When Tallak is nearby ahead of time she says, "Salve sodalus Tallak. As-salaam 'alykum. It is good to see a familiar face from the Levant." Her Latin is clearly accented, while her Arabic flows smoothly. She also gives the same offer of Parma Magica.

When Brontius approaches her she turns as best she can and replies, "Salve sodalus Brontius. I apologize for not standing right now. This is not the easiest time for me to be walking. Yes, I would very much like to settle in Egypt. I was born in Egypt, so outside of my apprenticeship in the Levant, Egypt feels like home to me. Ruins intrigue me as well. Count me in. Those of us headed there should talk more privately to plan for our arrival."

Zahrah returns Vespera's greeting warmly as she passes by.

She answers Iapetus, "Oh, I am doing well, despite my physical body not being the strongest. I do not mind my body having been ravaged for the return in magical power it has given me. But it does mean it is best to give birth young, before I begin my own Longevity Ritual this year. Qais and I are expecting a boy any day now. I expect Harco will be able to offer me all the assistance needed, but I thank you for your offer."

She replies to Jaegar, "Yes, I will remain here until Khalil, as his name will be is born. Then, soon, we shall return to the Levant. I have magical work to do as well as a nurse to assist."

After most have introduced themselves and Qais has nudged things along, Zahrah asks the crowd, focused on those who haven't, "Would those of you who have not introduced yourselves do so? I would like to know all those who will be my sodales. And I agree with Longinus ex Merinita that we should strive to work together as a whole; that way our Tribunal might thrive and become a true Tribunal. Hospitality as Jaegar of Merinita suggest, would be a good sort of thing to establish now."

Leander spends most of his time listening. He grows frustrated with the conversation but controls himself. A comment from Malleus ex Verditius draws a response.

"Of course redcaps are full members of the Order. As they are the most familiar with these lands they should have quite a bit to say here. I agree with the idea of appointing one of them as Praeco until our first Tribunal."

He turns to Brontion ex Guernicus. "I appreciate you starting this meeting and your knowledge of the Code. But that doesn't by default put you in charge.

"Establishing hospitality rules should be of prime importance to us. And these rules should not just cover hospitality offered to members of the Order. We should be looking at ways to build ties to the mortals here. We are invading their lands and some will object. We cannot ignore the danger of angering those with the support of the divine."

He listens some more as others speak. Then speaks up once more.

"Vespera's concern about allowing apprentices to vote is solid. Jaegar's solution is clever and I would like to go one step further. Set forth that the founders of this Tribunal have an extra vote. This allows us more control in the future when new magi begin to join us. It allows us to retain some control of what we create.

"Holding our first Tribunal at the Redcap covenant sounds like an excellent idea. Perhaps deciding who will host the next Tribunal should be one task for each Tribunal."

Seemingly very pleased with Iapetus reaction Longinus turns his attention to Brontion.

"I care little for this structure of motions so you must forgive me if a speak out of turn. I was in no way suggesting we should embrace all traditions. That would leave an enormous burden on any Quaesitor, especially one as young as you. What I was suggesting is just that we need not reinvent the wheel. We have the luxury of choosing elements that works from other tribunals, why ignore such an opportunity?"

Nodding to himself Longinus continues.

"What have been suggested about hospitality sounds wise indeed. On vagrancy I have no thoughts. Deciding the location for our tribunal should perhaps wait, many of us have yet to set our foot on this mysterious continent and none of the covenant sites are ready. Perhaps the one most comfortable or the one with strongest Aegis should be where it is held? I agree with Leander that it need not be the same location every seven years. Having two vote seems to go against our Oath, though our Tremere friends already stretches that segment of the code so perhaps it matters not.

Letting a Redcap be Praeco strikes me as an ill-advised idea. All respect to our messengers, their efforts hold us all together, but someone who cannot protect himself from the being influenced by the Gift should not lead a meeting of magi. Please excuse the irony of an apprentice bring this up. Even an extend parma it would create a dependency towards a certain magus or maga." 

"Could I suggest that, while decisions here may not yet be binding, we should at least try to come to some agreements and try to stick by our agreements? I like the suggestion of hospitality. We are going into dangerous territory as the Order has no control there. On top of that, the environment an its inhabitants can be dangerous. Beyond a few agreements like this one for hospitality and who will be our first praeco, yes, much could await our first meeting after establishing our covenants. So let's try to set some common ground we can agree on and move forward."

In reply to Leander ex Flambeau (msg # 95):

"Regarding the suggestion of an extra vote. While the intent might be the preservation of our new creation, I believe giving us multiple votes is a very slippery slope. The lure of a new Tribunal is that of freedom and uncertainty that entails it; an opportunity for advancement, free of the guilds' politicking. With all due respect, I doubt anyone here wants to spawn the second Rhine."

In reply to Corvus ex Bjornaer (msg # 98):

"I've never been to the Rhine Tribunal. But I acknowledge what you're saying about granting the founders an extra vote. Perhaps simply granting the founders a vote now and during our first Tribunal?"

Malik chimes in from the table where he's sitting with Vespera.

"I expect nobody here wants to go to all the work of creating a tribunal, only to have it taken from us by an influx of other, older magi, once we've done the work of creating an established presence.  I agree that each founding member should have two votes, I actually think that may not be enough for us to keep control of what we build.  Since we are so diverse, we will perceive different threats; I think we each should spend some time contemplating what might threaten our collective control, and at the next meeting, make proposals accordingly."

Brontius frowns at some of the ideas being offered "I have no desire to chair these proceedings. But I'm the only one here apparently willing to do so and the only one with even marginal authority, such as it is. I would be more than happy to pass chairmanship on to anyone the assembly agrees.

I however cannot stomach the idea that we 'protect' our pet project that makes ever one of us hypocrites. We are young now but in a mere century the Tribunal will be thriving and we will be the old magi. Not granting wayward magi fair representation just because they were a season late to settle is the same logic that leads to the elderly holding sway in the western tribunals.

There need be no precedent established for apprentices voting if we choose. I merely proposed the idea because we will be magi by the time the tribunal is established properly.

I cannot agree to a blanket hospitality clause for all comers. My version of the hospitality rules is based on denying hospitality being the same as an attack. While we cannot stomach even a single attack on a fellow member of the order it is not unknown for magi to destroy entire villages of mundanes without censure so long as it does not bring ruin on our sodales. While I won't agree we should condone barbarism I also cannot in good conscience vote or promote a vote that would cause undue strain on our sodales. Non-interference to mundanes is what we swore to. Not an oath to aide."

Vespera purses her lips into a little frown, then shakes her head, a few strands of her hair coming loose from her braid. "As members of the Order of Hermes, I believe we are... obligated... bound by Oath.. to only ever have one vote at Tribunal."  She turns her head to Brontion, looking the Guernicus over a moment before her smile breaks out again, escaping her otherwise calm features. "Is that not true, Brontion?  Perhaps you think it strange that statement coming from a Tremere."

She turns to lay her hand softly upon Malik's arm, giving it a light squeeze. "I like the idea of offering hospitality.. for many reasons, but Brontion's concern is quite valid.  I would be very upset if someone came to my home trailing a cadre of soldiers chasing him, and asked for a bed for the night."

Malik shakes his head at Brontion.  "It's not hypocrisy, I never protested the system, I just want to be at the top of it, before I'm old enough to have no ambitions left anymore.  Finding and taking a new frontier is a great way to achieve that - in concert with all of you, but not in concert with anyone who comes along after we have done the hard part and wants to reap the rewards.  But if it's illegal for us to have multiple votes without multiple sigils, then never mind that."
This message was last edited by the player at 01:47, Sun 14 Mar 2021.

"You will have one vote at Tribunal and you will use it prudently" He quotes the Oath. "It is disturbing you have forgotten so easily. It is very much less cut and dry, being a legal system made up of humans. But it is there none the less."

Looking to the Tremere "I would argue that would be the very definition of bringing ruin on your sodales. So long as we don't make a precedent of guests being exempt of Hermetic crimes by guest right, something no one would agree too, I believe we are in the clear. On the other hand a Magus LEADING a cadre of soldiers... We swore not to harm each other. The wayward magus chose to cross the desert with an army, it should be his to tend to not a covenant that was only guilty of the crime of being directly on the route to Jerusalem, for example." He clearly means the very locale he himself has chosen to settle as a potential stop for crusaders traveling to the holy land.

"Obviously it would be in good taste to offer food and drink to a maga's retainers but all the rules of polite society need not be codified in law."

"For vagrancy we are not legally allowed to charge another magus with vagrancy so long as we are all by definition legal vagrants from the existing tribunals. Generally I wouldn't not like to have unknown magi wandering out holdings. But for the time being we know who everyone is. So long as the redcaps are able to full fill their duties to the errant magi without undo strain I see no reason that a maga who has declared themselves a resident to the rest of the Tribunal should not be allowed to move abut as they will. As it is a matter of convenience There is no reason I can see to not let vagrancy default to being acceptable until charges are levels against a vagrant magus."

"Is there a Redcap willing to chair this meeting? The chair is by common procedure only required to vote to break a tie. I would not be implicitly opposed to instituting this as a new tradition of our presumptive tribunal."

"While I feel that there seems to already be support for the motion, and no opposition, I still would like to say that I too support the idea of appointing the eldest Redcap as our Praeco. However, with most Redcaps not being able to learn the Parma due to not having The Gift, I also believe that it is essential that one of us provide our Praeco with the protection of the Parma. This should be common sense, of course. But I still feel that it should be said.

Also, if any Redcaps have yet to be included in the Parma of one of the Magi present, I believe I am capable of extending my protection to one more member of our Tribunal at this time."
This message was last edited by the player at 05:12, Sun 14 Mar 2021.

After Iapetus leaves them, Andre notes to Leander, "He names himself for one of our forefathers.   Do you think we should take this for good?", then with a chuckle, "or take offence?"
It was obvious that the smaller Giant-Kin was in good spirits about this.
And he had to respect the little man for approaching the two, with his war stories, and an interest in finding common ground.

Andre heard out the man's wisdom, with a nod.
He didn't add anything, though, and let the man go about his business.

But then the meeting was called to official order.   And along the way, more advice was given to the Giant-Kin ...
Again, he acknowledged the input, but said nothing.


Andre seemed happy to stand in the corner, and observe the ongoings ... quietly, and without his own intervention just yet.

Salma stands. "As Zahrah thankfully pointed out many of us have not introduced ourselves. I do not believe I have, at least to the majority of you. I will be Salma, when I choose my name so it makes sense that you get used to that name. My parens is Kalikrax of the Filii Pralicus, ex Miscellanea for those of you unaware of our tradition. Kalikrax must be one of the architects of this venture as I am sure he sought me out in Tunis specifically to be trained for this project of expanding the order into the lands of the Southern Continent. I am apprenticed at the covenant of Erebos, in the Theban Tribunal as I am sure you are aware by now. It is my hope, and the mandate of we Children of Pralix, that we expand our great Order and its theoretical framework by bringing those of exotic traditions into our fold and by researching ancient magical practices that might shed light on those holes of Bonisagus' theory. If any would be so kind as to let me know of sites or new traditions that you encounter I would be greatly appreciative though I can not say how I may be able to repay that gratitude."

As she would be unable to vote on the issue of whether those who are apprentices get to vote in this meeting Salma keeps quiet on that issue.

"As I have stated, I believe there is much we might learn from the Theban Tribunal's example, some I have mentioned before, some speaks to concerns expressed already and some perhaps no one here has thought of. Firstly, the definition of a covenant is important and varies from Tribunal to Tribunal. In Thebes, a covenant must have a purpose and a patron but it is otherwise quite similar to the covenants you know of elsewhere though this definition allows for a covenant such as Favonius which is built on boats. In Transylvania it has a completely different meaning to define rights of citizenship, or so I have heard." A quick glance to Vespera. "I doubt that a patron in the sense that Theban Magoi use it is something we need but a purpose that is of use to the tribunal as a whole and not merely the covenant itself and its inhabitants seems like it would be an important feature of the code within the lands we are planning to settle. It would also help us specialize and focus our efforts, knowing who might be of service in a particular manner."

"In Thebes, and a number of other Tribunals, there are rules for determining citizenship. The Theban Tribunal uses this to limit immigration from hostile areas bent on perverting their ways," another glance to Vespera, "and to ensure that those who immigrate will behave in a communal manner rather than merely for their own benefit. But it is used as a means of control in places such as Rome, or to limit more powerful neighboring tribunals from merely using them as a source to pillage of its vis in the case of Novgorod. We should not need to grant the founders of our new Tribunal with extra votes, merely limit the votes of those interlopers who might wish to abuse the Hermetic system," yet another glance to Vespera.

"I do not support nominating a redcap as our Archon for the first Tribunal, not because they are ungifted but because the rational manner to select a leader is by lot. I would also argue for, as I have already stated, a council. Our small size may allow for a council of three but a council of Archai is a much more stable arrangement than a single person."

Glancing at Brontius "And we should immediately decide that precedent is no way to form a legal code, that changes to the peripheral code must be voted upon by the body of citizens, not by the whims of Quaesitors or the political decision to prosecute a particular person in one manner or another."

"I believe there are other tools we might implement from the example of Thebes but those can wait until we are able to sit down during our first actual tribunal."

OOC: apologies for the slow response. I'm visiting family and while keeping abreast of what is written is easy enough on my phone I haven't had the chance for detailed response at the computer for a couple days.
This message was last edited by the player at 18:38, Sun 14 Mar 2021.

In reply to Salma ex Miscellanea (msg # 107):

Appolonius frowns "Appointing a Praeco by lot? That is madness! The Praeco should have the respect of the Tribunal, who would respect a Praeco who is chosen simply for their luck of the draw?"

In reply to Appolonius of Flambeau (msg # 108):

Iapetus rises to address the group.  "Our brother of Flambeau speaks wisely; one would hope that whoever serves as Praeco would have the respect of all of us; yet our sister of ex Miscellania is not wrong.  At this point, Fate is as good a guide as any; how can we gauge who among us we respect, when we do not know each other?"

He opens his arms, gesturing for the group to agree with him.  "While all of these topics are of importance, sodales, how can any of them be answered now?  We are not yet a tribunal; we will not be a tribunal for many years.  Praecos, voting, precedents - all of these matters cannot be determined through legal means, nor can any authority any one of us claims.  Our brother of Guernicus has knowledge, and we may rely on it, and him, but even he has no claim to leadership, as his reluctance to take up that mantle suggests he knows."

Iapetus shakes his head.  "We are, all of us, embarking on a journey; even if we agreed upon rules, on what authority would they be based, and how would we enforce them?  For me, it is enough to know where I will work to establish myself, and with whom I will work to do so.  I will uphold my Oath, and the rules of our Order.  If, strange as it may seem, I should come into conflict with another of the Order, I will agree here and now to defer resolution of that conflict until the first formal Tribunal we hold.  I will work with all of you to ensure that our new venture is not overtaken by those who do not share the risk. In truth, brothers and sisters, what more do we need to say?"

"I agree that we cannot decide on much now. We don't know each other or the lands we wish to settle. But we do need to decide on two things. Where we will hold our first Tribunal? And each of us must decide on what we will do to begin building our new homes until then."

Jaegar smiles, and waits for some of the excitement to wear down.

I agree wholeheartedly with our very large friend.

It appears difficult for us to decide on a structure for our tribunal, at this time. We need to see what kind of environment we are going into, first. It may also be helpful to set up our new homes before setting up the tribunal.

I would agree that we decide on a date and location for our first Tribunal. Then we can hash out what we need when we all have better information. Perhaps corresponding with each other, through our more than adequate Redcap network, would help clarify possible structures.

When we have charters for our new covenants, and have seen the environment for ourselves, we will all be in a better position to make decisions.

Vepera lets her best smile meet Salma's glance, the Tremere trying to let her contained cheerfulness meet the series of looks from the Ex Miscellanea.  She's well aware that the Theban Tribunal doesn't like her House, and she seems almost embaressedly pleased by the Pralixian's attention.

"We have a unique situation," she says, observationally, one hand gently over her middle, the other resting on the table next to her.  "This is a founding Tribunal, not a splinter from another realm.  We do not need to find reasons to found or scare off covenants from forming, instead we have to solidify our hold on the mystical landscape. Ideally without unnecessary strife from the locals."

"However, your claim that the most rational method of deciding our Praeco is by random lot? No, I don't agree at all. We need someone who has the temperament for order,  the respect of the Tribual, and the experience to guide. It should be voted upon, or the qualifications should be." Vespera takes a deep sigh and shakes her head, looking towards Salma with her best sorrowful gaze. "I do hope you do not lay your dislike of Gigas upon my breast. I would hate to find one of the few Maga in the Tribunal avoids me "

While the arguments have been going on Malleo has found his way to the food table and has gotten some more grapes and a goblet of wine.

“I suggested letting the redcaps be in charge for now, not to have the redcaps run our tribunal, but to let us gifted magi focus on forming our covenants. But if all we need to agree upon today is a place to hold a proper tribunal in two years time, and someone to be in charge of that tribunal I have a new suggestion.”

He points towards Salma ex Miscellanea, “Salma suggested a council of three and I’ll throw my support behind that suggestion.

That gives us two years to come up with proposals on how to organize our tribunal, gather support for our vision and when we meet again we will all be Journeymen and can vote on these issues as magi without the need to find excuses for giving apprentices votes.

As to who we should choose to be in charge of our first proper tribunal I suggest Salma ex Miscellanea, Vespera ex Tremere and Brontion ex Guernicus. They all seem to have strong meanings on how a tribunal should be run and I would think their opposing views on this matter might ensure that we’ll get a good discussion about this when we meet again as the magi of Africa. And who knows, when we meet again we might end up deciding we want the oldest Magi be Praeco, but when we decide we will be a tribunal deciding.

And if the concensus is that we should meet at the Mercere House in two years I’ll do my best to help the Redcaps prepare for a tribunal as it seems I’ll place my sanctum marker at that site.“

Malleo then hurries back to Giovanni and Iapetus.

“I think you're right Iapetus, we’re not a proper tribunal yet, we’re mostly a bunch of apprentices who are going to Africa. So let's just go there, get started and I’m sure there will be letters and meetings of magi grouping together hoping to have their vision of the tribunal win out. I don’t know whose idea will win out, but I think it’s better that we decide in Africa than here.”

In reply to Appolonius of Flambeau (msg # 108):


Reiner could hardly hold himself back from laughing at Appolonius' reaction, raising his right-hand high. "Oh, I would!"

Though after getting it out of his system and wiping a tear, he continues in more composed tone. "Ours is a more delicate situation and we should adapt accordingly. The usual approach of seniority has no merit here; we're all freshly, or soon-to-be gauntleted Magi. And when it comes to respect...Well! We're all perfectly respectable strangers here aren't we?"

He notions to Salma and then to Malleus as he speaks. "I support the idea of a council, as well as Salma's participation in it should she be willing, of course. Likewise, it would do us good if we hold our first official Tribunal in two years' time."
This message was last edited by the player at 08:50, Mon 15 Mar 2021.

In reply to Corvus ex Bjornaer (msg # 114):

If we're going on this council idea, which sounds good to me, then we can set three people for now, but at the first Tribunal, once we're all a bit settled, and have set up our covenants, go on to have the council comprised of the heads of the covenants? That way every covenant has it's voice in the council.

Longinus shakes his head and speaks up again.

“I must disagree with the suggestion that the council should be larger than three. Let us not boggle ourselves down with endless administration. Such structure will only limit us. Three is a good number, personally I approve of the Malleus’ nominations.

The council will listen to all the covenants plights and worries, a seat amongst them is not required for their attention. A small number will limit feuds and bad blood from haltering progress as well – Not that I hope that any such conflict will spring up in our soon to be home. Another problem with the precedent of every covenant getting a seat in the council would be that we could not limit the influence of covenants who server other tribunals. A council with a small membership is harder to infiltrate. “

"What possible merit could a council have. We already have a perfectly serviceable council of a score and sundry magi. For an executive council to matter it would have to have strong or notable executive power. I don't believe there are many here is in support of having a strong centralized Tribunal government. Especially at this point when there is nothing for them to govern. We need someone to chair a meeting and a date and time for that meeting to take place. To that end I believe the date should be two years hence on the solstice and the place should be decided on or before one year has passed. By that time we should understand our living situations sufficiently to know if we can manage the duty of hosting. Simply drawing lots from the volunteer covenants or from all the covenants if no volunteers are forth coming would be prudent."

He gives a nod to Iapetus "I did mention that, but it hardly seems like the Grand Tribunal would send us out with no intention of governing ourselves. Such an endeavor would be sure to fail. We will have to govern as normal and then move to ratify all previous rulings once we have legal status. As for authority to enforce rulings, it is as it has always been weight of numbers bearing a threat of force. Ultimately any rulings should be in the form of upholding the Oath anything beyond that is overreach."

Glaring at Salma "Which reminds me. We already have a basic legal framework in the form of the Oath. The Peripheral Code is peripheral tot he Oath itself. Hence the general use of precedent to define it. Justice cannot even be properly carried out without precedent. It is what says that if you and I do the same crime we will be charged the same. As for the 'whims of Quaesitors' clearly whatever hedge you were raised under didn't understand legal systems or law enforcement. A judgement is needed at the time, Quaesitors are necessary so that the judgement can be made by an expert, afterward the judgment is voted to be upheld by the voting body of the tribunal. Quaesitors don't invent the law we act fairly for all and our judgment is under the scrutiny of all."

Call it a council, call it co-chairs, does it matter as long as someone takes charge of the proper tribunal on African soil in two years time?

We’ll sort out stuff then and find the ways we want to govern ourselves.

It seems to me like no-one has voiced any protests or other suggestions as to where and when this tribunal is to take place so all we need is to agree on someone to chair it.

If three is to many I suggest we take it to the vote and since he has not sought the position for himself I put forth Broniton as the candidate.

Who is with me on this?

In reply to Malleus ex Verditius (msg # 118):


Aye.

I second the motion of Iapetus that we meet at the Mercere House, and do so in Winter of 1221.
I also suggest and second the motion to have a committee to preside over the next tribunal. As to the last item suggested, if we only have on Guericus, he needs to take that role at the next tribunal, with the remaining two committee members co-chairing.

As 3 motions have been made, and seconded, I call for a vote. Then I suggest we adjourn this meeting and prepare for our coming adventures.

OOC, what is the schedule, and what year are we in now? I know it has been posted, but I haven't figured out how to search this site yet.

From the Setup thread.

Alpha SG:

Based on the established years for Tribunals and simplicity for spring/summer/fall/winter order and so putting everything essentially on April 1:

1218 - meeting at Harco
1219 - meeting up at covenant sites in Africa
1221 - Tribunal
1227 - Tribunal
1228 - Grand Tribunal

I figured two years to get established was probably better than one. Some magi may be setting up labs and building devices to help them travel in addition to founding their covenants. So a single year seemed tight to me.

"Mercere house is as good as any it seemed better to have walls and roofs constructed before we decided on who's covenant to hold an event. Aye, just to get it out of the way."

"Having a meeting chaired by a council is absurd. A chairman needs to be an individual so they can perform their duties without discussion among itself. Ultimately any such notion will just be a meeting chaired by the chairman of the council. Or worse a meeting that cannot progress because 3 magi have to discuss things like recognizing a magus of the tribunal to speak. Nay, for the sake of sanity Nay."

"I appreciate my sodales support and I will, of course perform any duties assigned to me. I naturally cannot promote myself. Vote as you see fit all of you. But to dismiss doubts a deputized Hoplite can perform the duties that a Quaesitor would normally perform at need. Or I could request another Quaesitor be brought from abroad. But in either case I must Abstain."

Towards Brontion Salma gives the look of a disappointed mother, “I find it quite disappointing that while you argue for bowing to precedent you know so little of the history of the order to forget the filia of Tytalus who founded the thirteenth house. My lineage is no more exotic than Iapetus’.”

Then speaking more to the group as a whole, “On the point of the council, I have expressly used the Theban terms Archon and Archai but is seems none of you have the slightest idea what that means. The Archon is not merely a chairperson, neither is a Praeco but that is besides the point, they are an executive who has certain powers during their tenure, for instance to call an emergency meeting should one be deemed necessary. The Archai, who help perform these executive functions, are all chosen by lot then amongst themselves they choose the Archon. Perhaps this correction in my mistake of clarity will alter some of your thinking.”

“I see no issue with the tribunal being held at the Mercere house, it is a central location or looks to be on this map. Buildings and arrangements will need to be made to house the meeting and the magi there however, we might help support them in the costs of this should we be able.”
This message was last edited by the player at 17:01, Mon 15 Mar 2021.

There are three seconded motions and I have called for a vote. Do we need to re-debate everything, or can we vote?
This message was last updated by the player at 17:10, Mon 15 Mar 2021.

"My good Merinita, now you choose to hold parliamentary procedure sacrosanct? You are not the chair of the meeting so you do not have authority to call an immediate vote. However my votes were indeed cast, unlike yours."

In reply to Brontion ex Guernicus (msg # 125):

I vote for the Mercere House as the location, that the next tribunal meet in Winter of 1221, and that the committee suggested call the Tribunal to order.
This message was last updated by the player at 17:49, Mon 15 Mar 2021.

In reply to Salma ex Miscellanea (msg # 123):

The door bangs open to admit a somewhat disheveled young man carrying an armful of parchment, followed by some very irritated and disapproving Mercere. If the quick eyed magi among those gathered were to perform a count of heads they would see that NOW the full compliment of 21 magi are assembled in the hall.

Klaudios clears a space on the table with a sweeping left arm and scatters his papers across the open - and by pure luck only, dry - space.

"The prospective tribunal area in question is massive." he begins, without introduction or pause. [In Latin]

"The distances involved are in tension with our need to weather the Fames Magna, not to mention whatever hardy magicians eking out a living in its grip. We obviously need to cooperate and somehow manage to coordinate to the common success of the Tribunal, but will not be able to depend on coherent proximal collective decision-making or central administration to achieve that: We'll have to be smarter than that."

The papers appear to primarily bear sketches and plans for various types of building suited to surviving in torrid climes, or for concealing hermetic structures in established settlements. He gestures at them and - finally -  looks up at the magi whose discussion he just interrupted.

"There! Let him chair the next meeting! What he lacks in punctuality he clearly makes up for in basic good sense!" Brontius is clearly frustrated now, it was assumed that someone had extended parma to him but his growing irritation seems to run counter to that assertion.

In reply to Brontion ex Guernicus (msg # 128):

Appolonius sighs and shakes his head at the state of the discussion. He then walks up to Brontion and places a hand on his shoulder. "Sodalis Brontion I grant you the protection of my Parma, should you need it and accept it."


Once this is done, he continues to say "How about we call for a vote on who should be our Praeco? The earlier suggestion of naming the Eldest Redcap seemed fine by me, as would a member of Bonisagus' house. As for the strange suggestion of a council by lot, well if Salma can have the Tribunal's support for the position of Praeco, then she can make her strange council. And if not, then we'll have a proper Praeco. Does this seem like a fair course of action to you?"

He turns to the rest of his Sodales "And does this seem like a fair course of action to the rest of our future Tribunal?"

In reply to Appolonius of Flambeau (msg # 129):

"Naming anyone Praeco with no other considerations would be foolish. Even if the distinction was made clear in this room, they would then have no particular reason to relinquish the prestige the name affords to the rest of the Order. We may spend decades clawing back the ground given immediately to a poor decision among unknown sodales."

He looks from one end of the table to the other.

"By lot also won't work, I just said that: Even IF we all remain near the Sea, the distances involved are vast. What if, by pure chance, all of the chosen councilors resided in the East? Immediate discord."

"Why not split the difference: The redcaps should nominate one who will be empowered to convene a council for the new Tribunal's founding. Call this person the Praeco if you really must. Let us agree that they shall also be the single person who shall for now be our representative contact with the body of the Order."

"Treat then each founding covenant as a phyle of its own, who has one councilor.  Charge the council with the tasks of locating and enumerating each covenant, an easy task , as the council shall have a member from each already; of arranging for communication amongst the Tribunal via redcaps or other means; of ensuring that the Tribunal shall have a place to meet for its first time after the covenants begin; and of overseeing the process of devising a more durable governance that fits the needs of our wide ranging Tribunal and its wide ranging opinions. And nothing else."



"A council."

In reply to Klaudios Bonisagi (msg # 130):

Having a leader based on seniority alone, isn't that something we are trying to get away from? Perhaps having someone whose job it is to preside over the Tribunal, but during the Tribunal electing someone to take that role the next time?

In any case, once we have chosen the location and date for the first tribunal the real work can begin.

Malik speaks up in his gravelly voice.  "He didn't say seniority, he said the redcaps will nominate.  This discussion may never end, and we don't have to decide anything today except who our sodales will be and when we shall meet again.

I don't know if Klaudios was making a formal motion, and I don't know if we're even under strict rules of order, but I think we should vote now, yea or nay, on his proposal, with some previous ideas included, to wit: our first tribunal meeting will be at the redcap covenant; a redcap nominated by the redcaps as a group shall organize the meeting and act as chair of it, and before each and every magus or maga leaves here today, they shall be part of a covenant group, even if only a group of one, with a representative chosen and made known to all the redcaps present."
This message was last edited by the player at 23:49, Mon 15 Mar 2021.

"We clearly cannot be under true rules of order. But accepting that as a motion, I Second. Enough discussion has been had. We can all understand that everything said here is temporary and thus not truly worth the time it has already taken. I vote Aye."

In reply to Malik ex Verditius (msg # 132):

I vote aye.
This message had punctuation tweaked by the player at 00:14, Tue 16 Mar 2021.

Marcinus votes "Aye."

In reply to Malik ex Verditius (msg # 132):

"Because some tire of discussion this is the proposal that gets voted on and multiple proposals get lumped into one? Nay."

Vespera seems shocked at the suggestion that she be part of a presiding council, or at least pretends enough shock to not speak up again immediately.  As she began to visibly prepare herself for another thoughtful speech, the trailing Bonisagus bursts in and she falls silent again, watching him with a mixture of surprise and a bit of despair - her gaze falling to the scattered parchments and drawings he has.  Almost without thinking, she steps away from Malik and automatically begins organizing and sorting the scattered parchments, sliding them away from the water- and wine-spilled table surfaces to keep them clean and dry.



After her little distraction is completed, she looks back up, a flush on her cheeks again as she picks up the nearest bottle of wine and returns to her goblet to refill it, at Malik's side again.  "Well," she says, a little distracted at mentally catching up to the fierce conversation.  "Formal decisions for our Tribunal will not be properly codified until the first Tribunal, and I am confident that our Peripheral Code will begin building up immediately. We can debate proper leadership tactics over the next two years with the assistance of our Mercere sodales."

"As for these declarations,  I thank you all for allowing my vote, though I know why you must.  I vote in support of the first Tribunal meeting at the Mercere House covenant, support of the Mercere selecting amongst themselves for the first chair, and against forcing everyone to choose a 'covenant' by the time they leave."  She glances up towards the large forms of Leander and Andre. "Though would vote in support of the covenants being decided. I see no issues, however, with allowing our militant adventurers some time to enjoy their freedom."

Jaegar walks back to a table that doesn't have drawings all over it, finds a bottle of wine, and waits for someone else to call a vote.

Arnoldo, Macrinus, please join me with this wine while we wait for further developments.

In reply to Malik ex Verditius (msg # 132):

Appolonius nods to Malik "That all sounds good. I vote Aye."

"In a roundabout way it seems we are back at my earlier proposal of letting the Redcaps take charge of our first tribunal. And if I'm not mistaking one of the first items on that tribunals agenda will be to elect someone else for that role."

He looks over at the redcaps and raises his goblet.

"For the redcaps to choose among themselves a chair for the tribunal, Aye.
For the tribunal to be held in 1221, Aye.
For the tribunal to be held at the Mercere House, Aye."

In reply to Jaegar of Merinita (msg # 138):

Arnaldo will simply say Aye, before he goes off to Jaeger's side.

From the back, Baqir heard anyone who spoke.

Baqir nods at ther others I vote Aye

And then Baqir sits down again.

Yawning theatrically Longinus speaks up.

"Thus far I have truly enjoyed the trading of these blows of words, but I fear todays act is starting to overstay its welcome. A compromise will do for now. Someone can always challenge this ruilings with endless motions next time, if it proves unfit. Aye from me."

From his quiet place in the corner, Andre smirked within his beard.
Watching the Order conduct business was always a ... pleasure.
And this herd of youth were as entertaining as they got.
He wondered when the first duel would be called.
This message was last edited by the player at 11:18, Tue 16 Mar 2021.

In reply to Andre ex Miscellanea (msg # 144):


Aye, to all three.

Almost without thinking, Marius stepped forward to help the Lady do so.

Malik looks over at the redcaps, one of whom he assumes (quite possibly incorrectly) is taking minutes.

"I vote Aye, also."

The Redcaps are whispering amongst themselves.

Leander listens. His attitude seems to have shifted from slightly bored and irritated to amused. "If it will help bring this to an end, I vote Aye," he says loudly.

"Alright, I believe that's most everyone!"

"The council, as being made from a member of each covenant, therefore  de facto designates which magi are in which proto-covenant by the usual redcap methods. Let the good sense of our Mercere sodales sort out the wanderers. Before they wander off might be best."   

Klaudios scoops up his conveniently assembled papers.

"Until then, we all have better things to do?" he says, looking at the Guernicus, eyebrows raised.

Brontius looks mildly pleased at the result at least they were able to get something done. "Yes, the aye's are well within the majority on all of the motions on the floor. In two year's time I expect we will all have a number of proposals for the governance of the covenant. Until them be kind to one another we are going into inhospitable territory and the magus you help today may well be in a place to aide you tomorrow. If anyone needs my services for legal advice or to perform other quaesitorial duties I will be at the covenant in the far east but will be only about a long day's magical travel away. The same goes for the defense of your homes. If you encounter supernatural hostile elements you need only send word. I expect our wander's feel the same. Further if your covenant structures are not sufficient to the task of keeping you and your retainers safe and secure I can also assist in that way as can our Verditius friend."

He looks around the room "I do not think any of us are in the mood for further hard business but we could have motions brought forward to be tabled until next meeting. While I believe all hermetic law should derive from the Oath and therefore derives from magi breaking their Oath we are well aware of cases that have happened in other Tribunals and we could uphold their rulings as out law on a case by case basis, reading them into our Peripheral Code. Otherwise I have no authority to keep you here. No magus has that right. So you may leave if you choose I intend to stay at Harco for a time to confer with my mentors and then return to Iberia to finish the final seasons of my training."

Qais rolls his eyes.

Leander looks to Andre. "I have a few errands to handle. I can meet up with you around the solstice. Where should we meet? Alexandria?"

As Leander makes his vote, Andre steps up beside him, in a show of unity,  "Aye, to all".

"For sure", Andre offered his forearm, "I'll see you there".

But, with their business concluded here, Andre leaves with Leander.
Outside, they will part ways ... till Alexandria.

Vespera smiles as she reaches out to curl her arm through Malik's, casting a sidelong glance towards Andre and Leander as they talk. "I believe those two have the correct mindset," she says to him, letting her etiquette fall away and her bubbly cheerfulness surfacing again. "But I hope as this meeting breaks apart I can still steal you away for a long while to discuss our plans. We must work together to build a good home for ourselves and our books.  I know challenging ancient Alexandria is more my little librarian dream than yours, but I am confident I can convince you of the merits of throwing your skills to this task before you build your future grand designs."

She hasn't looked at Marius all night.  She's left him alone, trusted him to do his own task. Only now as the meeting is breaking apart, does she half turn, reaching towards the man to beckon him closer to attend the conversation as she begins talking to her Verditius companion.

Summoned, Marius relinquished the chair he was guarding for his mistress, and headed to her side.

Malik nods.  "I agree we should make plans, but one moment first. I'll be right back."  He politely separates, and approaches the group of redcaps, taken aback at the dark looks they direct his way.  "Pardon me, gentlemen.  I hope my motion won't cause any problems for you.  It wasn't my idea, but I thought it a good one.  I wanted to make to you the same offer I have made to others - once I pass my gauntlet and everyone is relocating to Africa, if you need help with construction of the Mercere house, please let me know, I'd be happy to. I will be at Alexandria."

In reply to Malik ex Verditius (msg # 157):

Qais smiles maliciously. In a voice loud enough for most in the room to hear, “You believe my looks were directed at you in particular? Ha! It bodes poorly for this whole group that you choose to shirk your duties of choosing and of running your meetings and foist it upon those who don’t traditionally vote. The dependable redcaps. I’ve half a mind that we should choose the Criamon. A fitting choice considering the letter of your decision, if not the spirit of them.”
This message was last edited by the player at 06:46, Wed 17 Mar 2021.

Malik scoffs. "A good number of us aren't even magi yet, myself included.  You wanted one of us apprentices to organize a meeting, between covenants we don't even know the locations of?  Or to sit here for hours and hours while a few debated endlessly holding the rest of us hostage just to name a chair and a format for the first meeting?  Let them correspond, there are better things to do."  He shrugs.  "My offer stands, do as you will."  He turns to the blond redcap, who is quietly drinking at the back of the group.  "Benedict?  Could you join us to discuss the Alexandria site at your convenience, please?" Saying no more, he walks back and retakes his seat.
This message was last edited by the player at 07:46, Wed 17 Mar 2021.

In reply to Malik ex Verditius (msg # 159):

“Yes, that is exactly what your Parens or whoever invited you expects. That you will begin a tribunal from scratch. Though I am sure some hope to see failure here.”
This message was last updated by the player at 13:52, Wed 17 Mar 2021.

This is their first meeting Qais. None of them have ever been called upon to do anything but learn, yet. And we all come from different places, with differing customs. We will see what happens when they formally meet.

Already groups have begun forming Covenants. That is actually more than I expected of them. Considering their inexperience, and the effect of their Gifts, cooperation may not be something they are used to.

In reply to Giovanni of Mercere (msg # 161):

"Well they will need to get used to it quickly to survive," Qais says dismissively.

During the social time, and in the environs of Harco, as the sum of magi go about preparing for their new endeavour, Marius will seek out Javan, and ask to have a word with him.

"I understand that you are seeking a place to home yourself, and go about your works.  Should you choose to join us at the new Library in Alexandria*, I can assure you that you will be very well looked after".

Marius speaks Latin effortlessly and with the proverbial silver tongue (Presence 2), and will attempt smooth talk the scholar into joining his Mystress, Vespera of Tremere, at the new Library Covenant that is being established.

Javan stands out among the people of Harco. Nearly nine feet tall, but with a lean, athletic build, he can help but draw attention. His tiny companion, Sirena, is almost lost standing next to him.

When Marius approaches him, Javan listens to his brief spiel and smiles. He glances at Sirena and gestures briefly.

"My master says he will join you in the new Library. While others have expressed interest in his skills, your offer is the most persuasive," she says in flawless Hermetic Latin. She watches as Javan gestures and continues, "He wonders if the magi settling there have any magic that could recover what was lost. From what he understands about magic, it is unlikely, but hope remains."

OOC: Sirena is usually with Javan when he is in public. I don't want to break these posts into Javan's and Sirena's so will include her in his.

Marius smiled.   Of course the man had seen the wisdom in Marius' words.
But listening to the man's query, through this smaller mouthpiece, Marius replied, Come, I shall introduce you to my Mystress.  It is she who can best answer your question".

And so it was that Marius introduced Javan to Vespera of Tremere.


Whether you two role-play out this conversation, here or elsewhere, is up to you.

Malik, sitting with Vespera, shrugs.  "It depends what was lost.  Recovery is usually impossible, replacement can be quite easy."

When Javan hears Malik's response, he seems disappointed briefly then shrugs it off. He gestures to Sirena.

"My master thanks you for your answer. While new books can be written, they will not replace what was lost. The books that burned included art and comments aside from the main text. So much experience and thought were lost.

"He does look forward to recording what he knows. He would love to make knowledge available to more than just those who can read Arabic, Classical Greek, or Latin. History and knowledge should be available to all, not just those whom the gatekeepers deem worthy," she looks up at Javan with a smile.

"I'm sorry, he hates to see knowledge lost. He is still angry about the Latin invasion of Constantinople. He remembers it like it was yesterday. For me, it was half my life ago."

"Well," Vespera says as she is introduced, her smile turning from Sirena towards the large man. "It is quite a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Javan.  Knowledge is something to be treasured and cared for. I have spent my youth being trained by a heartless librarian, and I have developed a great affection for books as a cause."  The Tremere turns a playful smile towards Sirena, something glittering briefly in her gaze before she recovers her composure. "Even the recovery of knowledge implies a loss, an imperfection like a scar in our library. I hope to prevent any such loss in the future."

"Excuse moi," says a voice from somewhere around everyone's feet. A small, sleek feline, cream and gold, hops up onto Vespera's lap, and then onto the table. The cat braces its paws on her shoulder to tilt its head back to peer up at Javan, its eyes squinting at the big man.  "I have never had the chance to visit Constantinople, Jewel of the East, Cradle of Scholars," the cat says in a strangely accented Latin. "I would love the opportunity to read some of your scholarly works. I taught little Vespera to read, I am quite proud of her."

With a slight roll of her eyes, Vespera says in a carefully polite tone, "You have been quite a good tutor, Lecteur, since I was willing to turn pages for you."

Both Javan and Sirena smile with delight as the cat introduces itself. Javan gestures and Sirena begins talking again.

"As far as I know, all of my books were lost with the fall of Thermakopolis. I hope to have a chance to create new works but haven't had a place to settle down and put pen to parchment. Marius suggested that the covenant, new Library, that is planned for Alexandria could have a place for us."

Sirena bends down a bit to look at Lecteur. Her tone shifts slightly as she speaks for herself, "House Jerbiton is known for its intelligent cats, are you related? When I was a young girl, I knew several at Thermakopolis. One recognized my gift for languages and introduced me to Javan."

Lecteur casually preens his whiskers, leaning closer to peer at Sirena. After a moments of study, he replies, "There is more to a tom such as I than lineage, though little Vespera's master would disagree. No, I am not from some noble lineage, but from noble purpose. My family has long kept mice away from the magical books these magi prize."

(OOC: If Javan's player is commiting to the Library Covenant, we should tag him as such and move this discussion to Lux Arcanum Forming thread.  I should also mention that Lecteur has Magical Air for those unprotected by the gift, but if they are used to magi it might be recognized.)
This message was last edited by the player at 23:44, Sat 20 Mar 2021.

"Oh, that is a noble purpose indeed. We will also want guardians for the non-magical books, but that would be beneath your station," she says happily.

(OOC: I will ask the SG to move both Javan and Sirena to the Lux Arcanum group. FYI Sirena has the Unaffected by The Gift virtue so its Magical Air shouldn't bother her.)

Arnaldo enjoyed the company of his future sodales to the covenant they plan to make, but that doesn't mean that he didn't want to foster relations with the other covenants.

And so, maybe absentmindedly, perhaps with a desire to open dialogue, even he wans't sure, he approaches Corvus. "Salve sodale, I have never had the chance to meet one of your House so far, but my desire to learn more about transformations, and animals, makes me want to get to know thee better. Might we be able to speak?"