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Potential for Problems

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	====Potential for Problems====		====Potential for Problems====
	* '''Lord-Magister Anton Trescher has suddenly started asking questions about the Sevenfold Path presence in the Principalities'''		* '''Lord-Magister Anton Trescher has suddenly started asking questions about the Sevenfold Path presence in the Principalities'''
	While at first it seems everything is going swimmingly, around the start of Autumn agents of Lord-Magister Anton start asking some apparently innocent questions of the Sevenfold Path magicians. The questions relate as to their personal ~~motiviations~~ for helping against Cold Sun, visiting the Principalities, and the like. The real purpose however seems to be apparently innocent queries as to whether the religious magicians have had much to do with others among the Jarmish who share their faith. The Convocation of Virtue is not mentioned directly, but some of the more insightful magicians are left with the distinct impression it is ''intentionally'' not being mentioned.		While at first it seems everything is going swimmingly, around the start of Autumn agents of Lord-Magister Anton start asking some apparently innocent questions of the Sevenfold Path magicians. The questions relate as to their personal motivations for helping against Cold Sun, visiting the Principalities, and the like. The real purpose however seems to be apparently innocent queries as to whether the religious magicians have had much to do with others among the Jarmish who share their faith. The Convocation of Virtue is not mentioned directly, but some of the more insightful magicians are left with the distinct impression it is ''intentionally'' not being mentioned.

	As the civil service have pointed out, reaching an accord with the Convocation of Virtue will only continue for as long as the Jarmish establishment remain ignorant. Political enemies of Imperial involvement in Jarm will seize on any suggestion that the Conclave is trying to suborn their magicians through shared faith; it will be all too easy for the Convocation to be painted as traitors planning to undermine the traditions of the Principalities.		As the civil service have pointed out, reaching an accord with the Convocation of Virtue will only continue for as long as the Jarmish establishment remain ignorant. Political enemies of Imperial involvement in Jarm will seize on any suggestion that the Conclave is trying to suborn their magicians through shared faith; it will be all too easy for the Convocation to be painted as traitors planning to undermine the traditions of the Principalities.

	So far everyone involved has been almost painfully discreet. There is no reason that Lord-Magister Trescher should be sending agents to ask this kind of question. About the only thing that would trigger it would be if someone with a credible claim to represent the Empire had mentioned the matter directly to him. It's unlikely to have been Ambassador Thaumiel themselves given that it just seems Trescher is suspicious rather than moving to decisively sever ties between the two groups. But likewise it can't just be something that has come from a random citizen. It's ~~possibe~~ the civil service briefing may have some additional guidance or information.		So far everyone involved has been almost painfully discreet. There is no reason that Lord-Magister Trescher should be sending agents to ask this kind of question. About the only thing that would trigger it would be if someone with a credible claim to represent the Empire had mentioned the matter directly to him. It's unlikely to have been Ambassador Thaumiel themselves given that it just seems Trescher is suspicious rather than moving to decisively sever ties between the two groups. But likewise it can't just be something that has come from a random citizen. It's possible the civil service briefing may have some additional guidance or information.

	To put it bluntly though, if these suspicions are not defused quickly it will certainly end the Sevenfold Path involvement in Jarm and likely inflict significant harm on the Convocation of Virtue and the position of its supporters. Any tentative connection between the Empire and the pilgrims of the Principalities will not survive exposure at this point.		To put it bluntly though, if these suspicions are not defused quickly it will certainly end the Sevenfold Path involvement in Jarm and likely inflict significant harm on the Convocation of Virtue and the position of its supporters. Any tentative connection between the Empire and the pilgrims of the Principalities will not survive exposure at this point.

	====Participation: Sevenfold Path====		====Participation: Sevenfold Path====
	As with the Celestial Arch, characters who belong to the Sevenfold Path are free to roleplay that they have been involved in the negotiations with the Convocation of Faith. Activities likely include debating virtue and the Doctrines of the Faith - especially the recent changes to the Doctrine of the Seven; fighting Cold Sun together with virtuous Jarmish; and exploring questions of how magic and virtue work together and clash. More details on the Convocation and their beliefs can be found in last seasons [[Full circles]] wind of fortune.		As with the Celestial Arch, characters who belong to the Sevenfold Path are free to roleplay that they have been involved in the negotiations with the Convocation of Faith. Activities likely include debating virtue and the Doctrines of the Faith - especially the recent changes to the Doctrine of the Seven; fighting Cold Sun together with virtuous Jarmish; and exploring questions of how magic and virtue work together and clash. More details on the Convocation and their beliefs can be found in last seasons [[Full circles]] wind of fortune.

Rafferty at 16:55, 6 September 2026

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	<ic>It could be a study anywhere in the world. The furniture is worn but has clearly been well cared for. Repaired, patched, repurposed rather than simply replaced. Something is a little off, though. All the books have been tidied away onto the appropriate shelf. Her desk is nearly clear of paper, only one slim pile weighted down with a misshapen lump of pig iron. The weapon racks are empty, and there is no sign of the oils and cloths and stones that could be used to maintain them. There are faded marks on the walls where pictures or parchments once hung, now folded away out of sight. The windows are open, letting the chill of a late summer night creep into the room. The scents of the city, of the bay, mingle with the almost overwhelming smell of polish.		<ic>It could be a study anywhere in the world. The furniture is worn but has clearly been well cared for. Repaired, patched, repurposed rather than simply replaced. Something is a little off, though. All the books have been tidied away onto the appropriate shelf. Her desk is nearly clear of paper, only one slim pile weighted down with a misshapen lump of pig iron. The weapon racks are empty, and there is no sign of the oils and cloths and stones that could be used to maintain them. There are faded marks on the walls where pictures or parchments once hung, now folded away out of sight. The windows are open, letting the chill of a late summer night creep into the room. The scents of the city, of the bay, mingle with the almost overwhelming smell of polish.

	A steel-haired woman stands by the desk. She wears her dress uniform – drab wool and leather, bright ribbons, polished medals. The hat is on the desktop, ~~net~~ to the papers. She is no fonder of that hat than she was when she first put it on her head, back before her tight curls turned to winter hues. She rests a hand on the back of her chair, and for a moment there is the hint of a sad smile as memories well up at the touch of that cracked leather.		A steel-haired woman stands by the desk. She wears her dress uniform – drab wool and leather, bright ribbons, polished medals. The hat is on the desktop, next to the papers. She is no fonder of that hat than she was when she first put it on her head, back before her tight curls turned to winter hues. She rests a hand on the back of her chair, and for a moment there is the hint of a sad smile as memories well up at the touch of that cracked leather.

	"It's been a long time," she says quietly to nobody in particular.		"It's been a long time," she says quietly to nobody in particular.

Rafferty at 16:47, 6 September 2026

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			<ic>It could be a study anywhere in the world. The furniture is worn but has clearly been well cared for. Repaired, patched, repurposed rather than simply replaced. Something is a little off, though. All the books have been tidied away onto the appropriate shelf. Her desk is nearly clear of paper, only one slim pile weighted down with a misshapen lump of pig iron. The weapon racks are empty, and there is no sign of the oils and cloths and stones that could be used to maintain them. There are faded marks on the walls where pictures or parchments once hung, now folded away out of sight. The windows are open, letting the chill of a late summer night creep into the room. The scents of the city, of the bay, mingle with the almost overwhelming smell of polish.
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	It could be a study anywhere in the world. The furniture is worn but has clearly been well cared for. Repaired, patched, repurposed rather than simply replaced. Something is a little off, though. All the books have been tidied away onto the appropriate shelf. Her desk is nearly clear of paper, only one slim pile weighted down with a misshapen lump of pig iron. The weapon racks are empty, and there is no sign of the oils and cloths and stones that could be used to maintain them. There are faded marks on the walls where pictures or parchments once hung, now folded away out of sight. The windows are open, letting the chill of a late summer night creep into the room. The scents of the city, of the bay, mingle with the almost overwhelming smell of polish.

	A steel-haired woman stands by the desk. She wears her dress uniform – drab wool and leather, bright ribbons, polished medals. The hat is on the desktop, net to the papers. She is no fonder of that hat than she was when she first put it on her head, back before her tight curls turned to winter hues. She rests a hand on the back of her chair, and for a moment there is the hint of a sad smile as memories well up at the touch of that cracked leather.		A steel-haired woman stands by the desk. She wears her dress uniform – drab wool and leather, bright ribbons, polished medals. The hat is on the desktop, net to the papers. She is no fonder of that hat than she was when she first put it on her head, back before her tight curls turned to winter hues. She rests a hand on the back of her chair, and for a moment there is the hint of a sad smile as memories well up at the touch of that cracked leather.

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