Serpentis Family/Erik Eyolf/Sir Guy
There couldn't be a worse day to be injured. Even a light and superficial wound. While the healers forced him to stay in bed, the scribe read some letters. And fortunately the situation was laughable enough to keep Erik with good humor.
First he had received letters from a Banker trying to defend a talented brother who probably managed to collect the greatest bounty ever. A prodigious talent. An attempt to bribe the members of the Council with crumbs and enemies demanding an explanation. But now it was Ibladesh that would have to carry the burden. In a short time all that gold probably had simply disappeared. Neither Guy, nor Sirion or Ibladesh would see the bright color of those coins. An act of odd talent had also become an odd foolishness. Probably the greatest ever seen.
But what could explain this majestic stupidity? Erik had read that Guy accused the Council of Sirion of being greedy. And another ones followed him, accusing the Council. But what about a brother who defended Sirion for so long and in a few moments decided change the entire taxes system in benefiting of his parent? The difference was obvious. But unfortunately not enough for that Sir Guy could see it. Everyone has weaknesses. The Infiltrator could be the best in his art, but unfortunately he not demonstrated the sagacity of his class. And how good is a talent if we are not smart enough to handle our own abilities? He tried and failed.
And who would name recruitment centers now? Which Lord would have in your own region the Fool Followers of Guy? Or the Guy's Overwhelmed Archers? Or maybe the Guy's Bright Spearmen Who Forgot Their Spears!? Perhaps a Lord with enough sense of humor to satirize the impending stupidity of a man who dreamed of being rich with a single blow and lost everything in a single fetch.
Despite the excitement among the ranks, no one ever demanded that Guy used his wealth to help Sirion. Everyone knew that his loyalty was so fickle that his past behaviors. And though no one had demanded nothing, the Banker of Sirion was very fast to ask for changes in the taxes to benefiting the true greed.
Erik reminded when he asked to the Banker change the taxes after the first major plunders into Fontan. A naive request because the gold would be distributed as ever. And the Banker explained that this would not be correct. And the Judge accepted readily. The Banker was right, after all. But the memory is treacherous. And fortunately the precedent that has not been opened prevented the Banker that has forgotten his own decision in the past. It was wrong to change the taxes to benefiting Sirion. But it not seemed wrong to change the system to benefiting a brother. A single person. An Infiltrator.
Maybe now the good people of Sirion realize that gold only has value when it's used toward a goal.
Ironies of fate.
Ironies of greed.
And then the Judge has woken up to try to solve all the results of those ironies that always increased significantly with accusations from all sides. And always the same considerations. Food, gold, burning temples, rapes and all abominations that could arise from accusations and internal fights.
