The Aftermath
Jarel was the highest ranking officer stationed in Kelios, but before the Most Revered and the Guides, he bowed his head in honor.
Saereen rose. I speak with the voice of all the Guides, and the voice of the Council. Captain-General, tell me, what has happened today in the streets of this very city? I hardly believed my eyes, and the tales less, yet by your cloak, they would seem to be true.
A streak of red marred the perfect cream of Jarels cloak of office.
Revered One
There will be no need for titles, Jarel. Saereen was sharper than usual. She softened her tongue for the next words. I want to hear your story. I know you well, and you are not such a flowery man as to shower me with Revered One and High Guide. Perhaps you believe that only one of the military can stomach the tale? I was in the army once, yes, long ago. Few remember. Continue.
Yes. There was a riot in the streets, this you must have seen from the Council building. Divotheists, out in force against your banishment of their priests. They seized good citizens of this city. At this there was a gasp from the assembled. Jarel continued unheeding, And threatened to kill them if their voodoo artists were not returned.
There is blood on your cloak, Captain-General. You engaged them?
Yes. It was a messy business. There were near on a thousand of them, possibly nearly the entire Divotheist population of the city. The Street of the Chandlers is slick with blood, but the bodies have been hauled away.
Good. Better that their pestilence in death do less harm than their folly in life. You killed them all, to be sure?
I believe so. We cannot be certain. The populace panicked and ran hither and thither. Some may have escaped among them. I have set monitors in known Divotheist neighborhoods to watch for those trying to sneak back.
You have done well. And your losses were not great, I hope? I am only aggrieved that it has come to war in Kelios before war abroad.
I am saddened to lose any soldier, High Guide. Saereen snorted at the title. Jarel plowed ahead, Our losses were few, yet I knew the four deceased as if they were brothers, as I know all of my soldiers. Their bodies are being prepared and will be sent to their widows and widowers before the day is through. The other, I thought I knew. He tried to join the rioters. His body will be burned in their pyre.
I am as saddened to hear of the loss of four of Kelioss finest as you are to deliver the news, Captain-General. Remember, of course, their pay will continue to go to their widows and widowers for a year following today. I am afraid some of our commanders have developed leaky memories on that reform.
Be certain that I did not forget. I ask of you leave to return to the barracks, High Guide. The men will expect another speech, and I must deliver.
Yes, you must. Go now, you have my leave. You have done a great service for the Path today. We have been too lenient with these Divotheists who deny.
Jarel left. In the bright light of the Hall of the High Guide, Saereen allowed herself a slight smile. It has begun. Now I must call the Council.