Before we meet, Roberto wants to talk to Wirth. Besides the brik-a-brak about last nights events, he wants to talk to Wirth about Kilica. He wants to designate her as having officer status and make her Quartermaster. It is all part of his new idea to empower the peons
In the meeting, Roberto interrupts as everyone debates and discusses what to do about the obvious. The problem is much deeper than that. Just as the dock was rotted, the very heart of this covenant has rotted. It needs to be reinvigorated. Roberto has gained newfound respect for Colijne, and goes so far as to say she should be given a vote on this council. Roberto is feeling all â€œpower-to-the-peopleâ€ today. He thinks the fundamental problem is the decadent and selfish nature of the covenantâ€™s charter.
He reminds Aelianus about the time he defended himself against charges of neglect, saying that the power was not in his hands. The responsibilities and authorities for the maintenance of life and duty are to be shared by one and all. An equal member ship, equal duty, equal reward. Likewise, the true life blood of this covenant, the people, they should be elevated in status. Now mind you, Roberto grew up in a Fuero of free farmers, and he believes in the rights and responsibilities of freemen.
Now mind you, he is not talking about eliminating classes or anything. He thinks that the covenfolk should form a council of their own to redress grievances, and as their representative, Colijne should be given a full and equal vote on the council in all matters of covenant management and mundane affairs.
He is full of ideas, and keeps going on. Some of his ideas are not so good mind you. He wants to annex the small town, whether they belong to the covenant or not. It is for their own good. He wants to draft every able bodied male into the covenantâ€™s militia, whose first task will be to rebuild the docks. Colijne knows he is going a little off the deep end here, knowing as she does the true nature of the able bodied men in the shanty town by the docks.
Other than that, Roberto thinks it is selfish for any one of us to worry about our labs or our season of study etceteras. He is going to roll up his sleeves and work on rebuilding the dock as a simple laborer, maybe use some magic here and there to keep things warm. Storm is over. Winter work wonâ€™t kill him.
He knows not everyone is physical and able bodied like himself 8), but still, he encourages everyone to make a similar sacrifice; spending your first season doing something to improve our wretched lot. He talks about earning our keep, paying our dues, gaining the respect and loyalty of the covenfolk.
Then he shuts up. He doesnâ€™t filibuster everything all at once, but that is the general gist of his passion of the day. I wrote this all last night, yâ€™see, â€˜cause I canâ€™t be all on-again/off-again with the Atlas Games while I am supposed to be pretending to work.
What else? Oh yeah, sea-devils. There is this persistent rumor of sea-devils, that somehow they were responsible for the disaster.