[closed] a templar's reckoning

[onlyhymns]

WHO: Closed to Seekers and Knights-Commander. And Cade!
WHAT: A meeting and/or hearing to determine the future of Knight-Lieutenant Harimann.
WHEN: Early Drakonis
WHERE: in that one empty tower
NOTES: everyone dies

[Cade has been temporarily released from Nerva's supervision to attend a gathering in the sparse but appropriately isolated tower where the Templars last met. There is a small half-circle of chairs facing a single chair, which he is escorted into by a fellow Templar, who promptly takes their leave.

Dressed in plainclothes and in possession of nothing that could be construed as a weapon, Cade looks rather smaller than usual. He folds his hands, looks at the floor, and waits for it to begin.]


OOC Note: It would probably be easiest to do this in the style of other meetings, more of a rapid-fire discussion than a log with full paragraphs. Having said that, let's still use a turn order just so nobody gets left behind or talked over.

Comments

[judgemewhole]

Well, that should be easy enough to remedy. Alayre has a good relationship with the woman who was harmed. He can speak with her personally, and see what justice she would like to have done.

[Norrington stated, leaning back to give both Seekers a continuing cool stare.]

[If Cade attacked a farmer, the farmer would have stabbed him with a pitchfork. But then again, Norrington is from the Free Marches. Farmers tended to be former sellswords most of the time.]

I am not entirely certain that Meredith cared -- or perhaps she simply honed it. [His look towards Cade was now brooding. After all, he still was in the room.] For hurting an innocent, Templar, I still say you need to do penance at our lady's feet, as well as your simple secretarial duties. That, however, is up to the Seekers -- and Beleth -- to decide.

[onlyhymns]

[Luckily, penance is on the docket already; if he weren't under constant supervision, Cade would have gone to the chapel already. But it's a private and sacred place, and he hates being watched when he prays.]

Yes, ser.

[Penance. Secretarial duties. Cade would be angry that he got himself so worked up over things that aren't so terrible, but he's too tired, has been running on sheer adrenaline for too long.
There is one question, however, that he asks before he stops himself.]

...will I remain in the Order, ser? [He can't leave this room without knowing for certain. His tone is pleading.]

[tactical_alert]

[He doesn't like the implication that he's being too eager with his duties, as if this is merely a case of being perpetually late to duties or not keeping up his equipment. Dereliction of duty can have a great many meanings. And the situation is more complicated than something as straightforward as rape and murder.

If something else happens with Ser Cade, he'll bear some of that responsibility.]

He seems of the opinion that losing his status is worse than death. [He's sure this, too, is more complicated, but his words are chosen deliberately.] I leave the decision to the Knight-Commanders to deliberate. Otherwise, I am...satisfied with his punishment and the suggestion he not return to the field of battle. [With a small incline of his head to Aleron.] If the wounded party takes issue, I suggest she take it up with you, Ser Norrington.