Cultural
This scroll directed you to go to yet another library. A familiar sight to you, as you walked past the enormous threshold. The scroll directed you to do a job completely novel to you called cultural resource management, unbeknownst to you, one of the most mundane tasks you had never heard of before. Yet you were almost forced to sit and sift through hundreds of ancient artifacts, which ultimately began showing you more about the history of this great nation.
You beheld hundreds of different types of artifacts, along with even more documentation to legitimize it. Your eyes had actually become widely propped open with fascination as you slowly uncovered the truth of the Western Kingdom. For hours you had pasted yourself to the cultural puzzle pieces you were given and slowly you began to realize not everything was as it seemed.
By the time you were finished organizing and cataloging their entire reshaped history you were absolutely sure of one thing only. Something terrible was awry. The way their world was portrayed had been completely bastardized into a form which was not fully accurate. The way those below were treated was appalling to you, as if their own stories had been fully unwritten by those above, you were enraged, angered by how blatantly dismissive they were to the experience of those around them. Your mind was clouded with fear and confusion as you figured out how other taurs of your kind had been used and neglected as labor for this city due to your much stronger physique. A chilling feeling of being trapped washed over you like a cold wave, time seemed to go in slow motion as you pondered how you would escape. What will you do?
Written by Driftingdragon on 03 August 2020