Atlantic Roleplay Community Boards

[Rufus Oryan]

---

Rufus paced around his office just outside of Trinsic. When he wanted to get away from the affairs of Nujel'm and the Burning Empire, he would occasionally disappear there, just to collect his thoughts or begin the occasional project. Rufus was generally a person who's mind was racing at all times, but this night he paced with purpose. His friend Rashid sat the desk in the center of the room. In front of him lay a small stack of blank parchments with a strange symbol drawn at the top.

"Rashid, I want you to deliver a series of Letters for me. I've taken notice or a particular group of individuals; scholars, followers of Oblivion...all different belief systems. Different schools of thought, but none the less, powerful in their own right. If I can gather a few minds, mayhaps there are some changes that can be made. I am hoping to preserve our different ideals and perhaps..."

Rashid stared at Rufus with a blank look. He almost never questioned Rufus's ideas and just tended to the tasks that were placed before him. "Who would you have me contact, sir?"


Rufus stopped pacing for a moment, looking to the ceiling as if the answers were held in the sky, "Tyranthraxus....Joanna Weaver." He paused for a moment, rubbing his hand against his beard, "Kaelthir and Isk. Deliver the missives two at a time, several nights apart."

Rashid began to scribble on a piece of parchment. He would deliver his notices in the morning. The conversation carried on throughout the night. Perhaps Rufus's plan would come to be as great as he dreamed.
_________________
"Balance - the harmony between the Principles of Order and Chaos...Harmony, Dedication and Rationality, the three Principles of Balance, are our highest ideals."