An old man steps into the light of the dying fire.
”Look at the embers”
”What you suggest is becoming the nourishment for a fire like this”
”Burning to fast, burning up”
”We have kept the fire for ages, kept it alive, and the first thing we learned was temperance”
”To let the fire run wild is to lose control, to endanger all of the tribe”
”And yet we are the Obsidian embers, we ARE fire”
”We ARE like fire in our aspect of strife; the hunter facing a wild bear, the tribesman preparing for a conflict with an unknown foe”
”The tribe we can not give you control over, lest we risk being consumed”
”The aspect of strife we CAN, let those who endanger the tribe serve as tinder”
“Let them burn.”
“No, let us BURN them. Consume THEM”
“But let os not burn those who can serve us, like the zebra did, let us burn those who are of danger, can not be controlled, like the bear”
“You are of the tribe, of the council, and such you shall be treated”
“But you are also of the flame, speak for it, and as a voice for it you shall be treated”
“You shall lead the tribe in the aspect of strife, and strife only”
“Prove the power of the flame to those who doubt it by destroying their enemy, let us prepare for a hunt, a hunt of those who attacked the refuges joining us years ago”
“Let their end be a testament of our connection to the flame and the dominance of it over all that is”
“Fire is strife, let those who fear strife avoid it, if they do not come to the flame of their own free will, they never deserved it, and their place shall be away from the glory of battle, serving the tribe in other ways”
“Warriors need food, clothing and people tending the wounds of battle, let those whose spirit does not burn tend those needs.”
“Let them be host to the flame, for without host the flame will die”
In short: I want a warrior caste hurling big balls of fire at our enemies.
