Day 341
It's always dawn somewhere
Ideally, in an organisation, no one should be irreplaceable. At any moment, an individual may be struck ill, fall dead, or get a better offer. As such, it is necessary to arrange things that the functionality of the organisation may be maintained despite the absence of anyone, even if that means that an individual of superlative skill may not be able to exercise it to the greatest extent.
"… cover this
up, Khoah! The whole patrol saw a giant hand reach down out of a hole in the sky and grab him!"
I knew that, of course. But I've been so busy keeping everyone alive that I hadn't fully considered what it meant for
me. I rather assumed that I would either be here or I would be
dead, in which case the ring would go to Pumyra. The idea that I might be taken alive
with the ring never occurred to me. Talking to some of my more politically experienced alter egos…
"I know. But if it becomes known that he might not be coming back, people will panic."
"So-?!"
"Take the patrol on a mission to the City. Make sure to take a full inventory of any materials we could take from it. That will buy us a few weeks with no more than quiet rumours."
With the danger of immediate starvation or invasion beaten off, I think that now is the time to address matters of governance.
"And then?"
"And then if he has not returned
we will have to learn to live without him."
I transition
downwards, appearing in the small meeting room with them.
"Fortunately, that-
"
Pumyra's hand is on her knife
immediately, while Khoah is sliding her chair back to stand.
"-won't be necessary. Though this does raise an interesting point about continuity planning.
" I cause my eyes to flare with yellow light.
"The owner of the hand will no longer be an issue. Khoah, your plan was sound.
"
"
Ah, thank you, my-."
I step closer,
pulling her into my embrace and firmly pressing my lips to hers. She
moulds herself into me, her
fears evaporated
by the physical confirmation of my existence.
"Lord Protector, you need to go outside so that people can see you."
I pull back from Khoah,
her eyes brimming with… Not.. love, that's… Faith.
I'm...
"Quite right. Walk with me, both of you.
"
I turn away and stride towards the door, pushing it open and being mildly pleased as the
two guards stationed there take a half-step away as they see me.
"As you were.
"
My residence isn't a large building. It's not a fort or guard post and building materials are still at a premium. As a result it's only a short march to the exterior doors, which I throw open in a display of vigour.
Worried people look around, hoping for some direction from their leaders and instead see
me.
"I'm fairly certain that you all have assigned duties which you should be performing.
Be about them.
"
And they're
going, and while there's an air of
guilt and fear from most, there's also…
Relief.
"Hm.
"
I fold my arms across my chest. Here's as good a place for this discussion as anywhere, and it won't be a problem if the people with a
good reason to be here overhear it.
I turn back as Khoah and Pumyra come through the door.
"The Thunderan tradition is that the king reigns until infirmity or death claim him, then he is succeeded by his eldest legitimate son. Without a woman of my own species I can't have children, and I'm not convinced of the value of hereditary rulership anyway.
"
Pumyra nods approvingly.
"Khoah, you will begin forming a governing council. Select a representative from each farm and project and gather them together each week to discuss any issues they're having. You are empowered to deal with them as you see fit. I will be taking a step back from governance to allow our people to become accustomed to following your direction.
"
She nods. "My lord."
"Once the system has the confidence of the people, I will award you the title of 'mayor' and codify our precise legal relationship. As of now, you are my heir designate.
"
She nods again.
"Pumyra, select your most competent lieutenant and train them how to perform your current duties. Once they are up to your standard, I will begin training you in the use of this ring. This is not intended to cast aspersions upon Khoah, but her skills do not lie in the direction of inspiring fear. Tell me, what was
your solution to your soldiers spreading rumours?
"
"Long range.. 'scouting'."
She inclines her head very slightly, and we both know that they wouldn't have come back.
"Precisely.
"
I turn away from them, looking not at the remaining lollygaggers but at the homes and warehouses, and further away the fields.
"During my time away I gained access to a large quantity of useful data. Our next large community project will be our own iron mine, but first I have a more esoteric project of my own to complete.
"
I take the Sword of Plun-Darr out of its sheath and look at the
soul stone on its crosspiece.
"It should be possible for me to use this to create a more efficient method for recharging the ring. I will be spending as much time working on that as possible. When I am successful, I will be able to become far more active. I intend to explore this region of the universe to attempt to locate people who have more information on Mumm-Ra.
"
"Like who?"
"If the story Lion-O told us about his visions of this world's past was accurate, Mumm-Ra attacked numerous worlds prior to your ancestors' revolt. I hope that there were survivors, or at the very least records we could use.
"
Possibly other creatures
like him. Because I'm
very curious about how he works. And what the heck he
is.
"I am pleased with the way you handled my absence, and I will endeavour not to be grabbed by giant hands in future.
"
"Please."
I turn back and smile at Khoah.
"One last thing before you both go.
" I take a pair of thundrillium rings out of subspace and go down on my left knee.
"Khoah, will you marry me?
"