Hetrusca of Haruspex stands, a lean man with a darker complexion than most. "As it is the duty of the Judge to adjudicate, it is left to the Towers to temper the law! I am compelled to speak first on the matter of the temple, to temper our Judge's swift condemnation!" The Tower gestures widely to the council, affecting a pleading tone. "We are a people of tradition, yes, and our laws, like nervous molten iron, have been forever impressed by the molds of our history. But, like fine Ragonan steel, it is the soldier who applies the weapon, not the smith! There is clear sentiment against the Cult of the Black Sun within the inner circles of the city, this much is clear. So what shall we do? Outlaw them? Drive this disease from the heart so that it may fester in the limbs?! I say this cannot be!
"Rather, we open the doors. The longer they are left to their own devices, the deeper the baleful resentment seeps into the plebeian heart. Today, hardy and devout men, only looking to defend what little sanctuary they're afforded, take it upon themselves to bring peace to the blindspots of the rich and fat. But what next? Maybe, in a blind-- but justified fury, the very plebeians we are meant to represent riot once more!
"It might well be the case for some of you that the simplest solution is to throw gold at the issue and forget. Whatever the plebians destroy, we rebuild, to be destroyed again, and again rebuild... They don't want our wealth! They want sympathy! And while some of my fellow Towers see fit to sit atop marble steps, stroking their beards with soft hands, dictating what beliefs shall be allowed into our hollowed gardens, and under what pretense, I see things more practically. My father said, "When your grapes are foul, you plant olives." So why not see this cult as the remedy it is?
"The temple must be allowed, regarded with just as much scrutiny as any other private construction within the city. We calm the plebs within the city and without, reducing crime and dissent, and taking one more step to show the body-- the people of our city that we understand their plight." The Tower Haruspex pauses, letting his words settle.
"Now, as for the foreign war... I am inclined to stay out of such a conflict and focus inward, where true care is needed. However, Tower Elbegast makes a solid point. If we don't make some action now, one or both of the states may think us weak or indecisive. As a patriot, and a man who has faith in our noble Centuria, I am now inclined to agree with our Chief."