Marcus — EP17 Journal

As I sit here waiting for the dawn Alba woke with me like she always does but she knew, like she always knows that I needed some time to think. Lord, but I love that woman. The entire time of the war, while I was focused on the fight right in front of me, apartment was with her and frightened That I, if I had failed to hold the line of my lord and companions, she would be killed and eaten. I don't like to think about that. So I give thanks to Quaylithon and the Great Mother that we made it through. Though the cost was horrific, it was a sobering thought that we lost more people in a single night than the entire population of Pulex. I'm a few months into my studies with Beacon Gaius and the letters are starting to make sense. If painfully slow in revealing themselves, their mysteries. To me, Gaius has been a thorn sand patient, encouraging and diligent in his training, and I appreciate him all the more for it. I know that what I'm learning is important, but I can't help but wonder how much more difficult the task would have been if I had gone another direction with it. To say that I know far more about the Church and its inner workings since I began training would be an understatement. And while I find myself hungry for the knowledge, a troubling series of moral questions keeps springing to the front of me mind. The biggest of these questions is do I have the right to decree that this way of worshiping Quaylithon is right while that way is wrong? I may not agree with the 12th law is, but do I have the right to upend their faith and cast doubt on their very beliefs? It troubles me and I really need to speak to Gaius about it. On a more mundane topic, I have recently begun to consider resources and how best to keep a budding sitting going. How much grain is needed to feed a population of some 4,000 people? How much meat? How much cloth for clothing, leather, foot armor? How do we stretch an herb supply so to protect and heal the inevitable injuries that our people sustain? I would dearly, dearly love to speak to Rutilius about this. And maybe if she's willing to sit down with Dom and Livia for a torch or two. So much to learn and do. Not nearly enough time to do it in great dope.