A Bold Summons
Fourteenth Day of the Tenth Month 294 AC
Randyll Tarly is a decent public speaker on his own terms, you muse as you lean back in your seat and consider his most recent exchange with the Voice from Westhaven, representative of not just the citizens who have their residence in the military base proper but also the surrounding lands. One would certainly not call him inspiring, at least not outside a battlefield, but he gives clear and concise answers that manage to reassure when reassurance is appropriate without falling to double-forked meanings and honeyed words.
In the aftermath of what will likely be recalled forever in Imperial histories as the Burning of the Dale, questions for the Minister of War had come swift and at times sharp in spite of the fact that, unlike all the marshals who seated in the Curia, he had no direct part in the decision. Yet questioning the marshals was starting to be seen particularly among the lower chamber as questioning the troops; not quite disloyal, but more akin to lacking in civic spirit in these trying times or, to quote a rather popular editorial in the Times, 'un-patriotic'. As elected officials, the Vox are particularly sensitive to such public perceptions, be they headwind or tailwind, which is how Tarly came to be questioned on matters that are quite far from the strict remit of his post. Several times, Marshals had chosen to interject of their own will but he had never asked for their help, at least not in public.
It is no secret among the halls of power that the Minister of War had taken the blow against Everfire Dale among the hardest and that he has been seeking to educate himself on the threat with the most elan. A request for a ring of sustenance from the man himself had actually gotten as high up as your desk simply because of how strained the logistics had gotten over these past few days. You had approved it at once, of course. Of all the reactions one might have at a time like this, throwing one's self into study is among the best.
If anything, you wonder if his time might not be better spent doing that than still picking over the details of that day to the exigent standards of the Vox and some of his fellow princeps.
That is when the Third Voice of the Stepstones, Vox Populi Imperialis Irricho Wyna, says something that is about as far from repetitive as one can get, that is indeed so surprising as to silence the constant hum of the chamber like the fall of a leaden curtain. "You say that the first to see the storm was the Winged Serpent Zathir, indeed that he was the first to try to react and fail, that he was one to warn the Imperator in far off Qohor, yet we have heard nothing of him in this chamber out of respect for his... nature." Wyna pauses and clears his throat uncomfortably. "No matter his powers, no matter the magic or miracle that animates his form, he is a being who acts within the bounds of the Imperium, indeed who acts upon the skies of the capital, the very ones this chamber lies under. I ask that he be called to the stand as a witness in order to give us a clearer picture of that happened that day and the way in which we might best avoid another such calamity."
"Surprised that one does not have silver hair," Varys hisses in your mind.
You snort and offer a mild reproving glance. In face and stature Wyna is about as unremarkable a person as one might find in the crowded streets of the Deep, but one must admit that asking for a god's testimony before a body they are a part of is something that would fit your kin, the human no less than the draconic.
Zathir himself probably would not even mind being called to testify in the matter, but you are not sure you want to create a precedent of incarnate Gods being summoned to speak before the chamber. Someone might try to use the precedent to call on Yss or worse, R'hllor. From the look of some of the more religiously inclined members, you suspect you are not alone in considering this and the shock will not keep them silent long.
What do you do?
[] Speak up against the notion, the precedent is too dangerous
[] Speak up for the idea, Zathir would not mind and it is in the spirit of how you Dany and many of your Companions see gods
[] Let matters progress without your interference
[] Write in
OOC: So I was just going to do a regular action and then it occurred to me that it has been quite a while since we have heard from the Curia. I thought about how some of them would react, did some rolls and this came out of it. Not yet edited.