"Raymond Carth here, Captain, reporting for duty." Those words echoed in his head long after the Writs of Amercement had been served and a job well done pat on the back was received. Sure, from the outside looking in it was just a few errands to ease the burden of an overworked officer of the law. No, this wasn't just about making a quick coin or two for Raymond.
Law. Order. Duty. These are the virtues that stitch together the fabric of society.
Law represents the very fabric itself. Society's ability to withstand the constant tug and pull of wandering vagabonds and organized crime, as well as the very weathering of passing time itself, is limited by the strength of the Law.
Order sews the fabric of Law together into the beautiful tapestry of society. The Law must be strong but the even enforcement of the Law is just as essential. Motives and circumstances that allegedly extenuate the crimes committed do nothing but extenuate society itself. There is no room for judging good and evil within the Law. Order must be just as firm as the Law lest the tapestry of the finest silk will fall to the floor in tatters.
Duty represents the maintenance that extends the life of society. The finest work of art cannot escape time's destructive grasp without a restitch here and there. With the sudden influx of population, it seems many are forgetting their Duty to Cear. Shirking your Duty damages society. Failing your duty kills your parents.
Law. Order. Duty. These are the virtues that Raymond Carth lives by.
Raymond attached a small note to the coin purse containing the fines associated with the Writs of Amercement. Here it read:
Offenses and Trangressions against the Law
1. A halfling of medium to dark complexion brandishing a mullet also brandished his longsword and ran through the outskirts of town. He failed to yield to calls demanding he sheath his weapon.
2. Master Ogden, Finn's father, upon hearing of the incarceration of his son, blasphemed loudly. He shouted the forbidden, false name of Tharon which I dare not even write on this parchment.
3. A man by the name of Ty'ir was walking around the trades and commons district of Cear brandishing his quarterstaff. I asked him to put it away and he did comply. However, a writ of lesser severity still must be issued.
Praise Be the Emperor. Long Live Varana.
-Raymond Carth
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