{CLOSED} The book of law is the Bible to him
WHO: Larsa Ferrinas Solidor {solidor_heir } & Harvey Dent {lawfulchaotic }
WHAT: The Rivelatan Legal System or lack thereof explained.
WHERE: The Library
WHEN: Day 214, 2pm as arranged here
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Larsa Ferrinas Solidor; almost thirteen winters, of small stature with dark hair and bright blue eyes. He appeared no different to any other boy his age, but the way he held himself differed greatly. Dressed as a gentleman in mourning, draped in gloomy black as was per custom due to the loss of comrades lately. It seemed it would be his fate to grow up too fast and almost always alone.
A hardened line had set in his jaw recently. A drive to better the law he felt compelled to keep. A Councilor in Rivelata, an Heir back in Archades. He was born into the role of Justice.
Hearing from a man so very interested in the Legal System gave Larsa hope that this fight could slowly be won. Lack of faith in the fledgling system meant he had to work doubly hard to gain trust. Too young yet to become a public figure, Larsa hoped this Mister Dent could change things for the greater good.
Patiently the boy waited at the entrance of the Library, hands folded neatly before him. A lot hung on this meeting, and Larsa prayed it would be a success.
WHAT: The Rivelatan Legal System or lack thereof explained.
WHERE: The Library
WHEN: Day 214, 2pm as arranged here
*~*~*
Larsa Ferrinas Solidor; almost thirteen winters, of small stature with dark hair and bright blue eyes. He appeared no different to any other boy his age, but the way he held himself differed greatly. Dressed as a gentleman in mourning, draped in gloomy black as was per custom due to the loss of comrades lately. It seemed it would be his fate to grow up too fast and almost always alone.
A hardened line had set in his jaw recently. A drive to better the law he felt compelled to keep. A Councilor in Rivelata, an Heir back in Archades. He was born into the role of Justice.
Hearing from a man so very interested in the Legal System gave Larsa hope that this fight could slowly be won. Lack of faith in the fledgling system meant he had to work doubly hard to gain trust. Too young yet to become a public figure, Larsa hoped this Mister Dent could change things for the greater good.
Patiently the boy waited at the entrance of the Library, hands folded neatly before him. A lot hung on this meeting, and Larsa prayed it would be a success.