Show Me Your Ways

As Sirius explained the structure of the Armada and how their judicial system was set up within it, Artorias listened attentively and quietly. When Resin had first set up the Hallows, she had convened a council of wolves she trusted, though she always retained the final say in decisions and judgments. When she stepped down, the council had essentially disbanded, and now Ulric held all the power, so the Hallows had also transitioned to a single-actor power structure. Artorias didn't know which he would end up preferring: total power and adjudication, or relying on a committee to help come to a consensus for decisions and directed by laws. Was there a better choice? The thoughts made Artorias frown as he mulled them over. These were not answers he'd find in a single patrol walk. He would have many months of mulling it over and debating himself before he reached his decision.

While he thought over what he was learning from Sirius, the Warlord explained the punishment system of the Armada. The punishments for continued threat were expulsion or enslavement. That caught Artorias' attention and the boy looked over curiously at his father figure with a curious look. "You can make wolves slaves?" he asked, the concept brand new to him. The Hallows had punishments in place, but slavery was not something he had ever encountered before. "What does that mean, demote them to a slave rank? What happens to that wolf?" He waited for a moment, then realized something else the Warlord hadn't mentioned. "Is there ever a time when an appropriate punishment would be taking a wolf's life? I mean, murder is an obvious one, but outside of that. If someone is intentionally hurting your wolves, why would you not make sure they can never harm another wolf again?"

"Artorias Carpathius"