feat: more texts

lore/ennearchy.txt

@@ -7,8 +7,8 @@ hope (one of the Triple Ennearch's virtues)
 mercy (Third of the Triple Ennearch's virtues) Carmine
 charity (quite powerful Ennearch who is the most common patron of Flocks in outlying cities (Sarla needs his help to advance in the Hierarchy))
 	ennearch named Isidor
-reason
+reason Ennearch Suati
-strength
+strength Ennearch Rikka
 chastity Ennearch Simeon, who has a team of Meadowlark Communicators
 	Chastity to yaks represents austerity. They keep their offices bare and minimal, and expect restraint and asceticism.
 	Fasts are common as prayer.

lore/etymologies.txt

@@ -18,3 +18,11 @@ Alv:
 
 Jann:
 	Darius's son, Grigory's age.
+
+Rikka:
+	Vrikodara -> Vrika (wolf) udara (bellied)
+	Vrikodara means bhima,
+	Vrika -> Rikka
+
+Grunny:
+	Bos grunniens

lore/named-yaks.txt

@@ -0,0 +1,2 @@
+Grunny:
+	Bos grunniens

sarlastory/sarla-asks-auroklos.txt

@@ -192,4 +192,107 @@ Let alone any idea that he could be successful.
 
 ―By the way, have you had any luck finding stuff you want to do?
 
-―
+―Cyril! Marina shouted.
+
+Sarla sighed.
+
+―It's okay Marina.
+	I was actually talking to Master Auroklos earlier.
+	He said he might be willing to teach me.
+
+―Master Auroklos? Cyril asked, a note of concern in his voice.
+
+―What's wrong with Master Auroklos?, Marina asked.
+
+―Well, I'm not sure.
+	But I haven't heard of him.
+
+―He's a scholar, Sarla said.
+
+Cyril gave Sarla a puzzled look, then laughed.
+Not a polite chuckle either, a heavy full-bellied laugh, far louder than the whispered tones they'd been speaking in.
+
+―An old crackpot?
+	Sarla, don't get yourself tied up with that sort of thing.
+
+Sarla bristled, but didn't have anything to say in response.
+He leaned forward, and a sudden seriousness fell on his face.
+
+―Sarla, speaking as your friend here.
+	You're more powerful with the Meadowlark than almost anyone, from what I've heard.
+	You know that, right?
+	People are talking about you.
+
+―What?
+
+―Well don't be stupid.
+	It must be pretty obvious to your instructor that you're nothing like the other students.
+
+Sarla nodded.
+
+―Well, instructors talk.
+	You know Grunny?
+	No?, he asked, at Sarla shaking her head.
+	Lord be merciful, what have you been doing with your time?
+	He's the Keeper of the City Pastures.
+
+―Oh, yes.
+
+Sarla didn't want to admit she only really knew about the position from reading about its history.
+It was a Council position in its own right, no matter who held it.
+Cyril gave her a withering look anyway.
+
+―Pardon my tone, but what in the ever-merciful fuck Sarla?
+	Do you listen to the other students around you?
+	Everyone studying Growth could only dream of being noticed like that, and you don't even know it's happening?
+
+―Cyril! Marina shouted.
+
+Cyril looked around, as Sarla did the same.
+He had been yelling quite loudly, and they were attracting a lot of attention from the other young yaks around them.
+
+―I'm sorry Sarla, he said, quietly.
+	Look, you know, it's just...
+	None of us are as good as you are.
+	It's just a fact.
+	And seeing you just doing so brilliant and just not paying any fucking attention is a bit much.
+	You know?
+
+Sarla nodded, and felt her body flush warm with shame.
+She marinated in it for a few moments.
+
+―How do you know that people are talking about me?
+
+―Because I try to look out for my friends, Sarla.
+	I asked Clover what a Growth Practicant could do, and she said that the current crop of yaks wasn't looking good.
+	And when I asked what she meant by that, she said that all Grunny talked about was that Brina kept talking about one in particular, and that one didn't even seem interested in Growth.
+	Which explained a lot.
+	And when Clover found out you were my friend, well.
+	She thinks that being friends with you is the most useful thing about me, you know...
+
+Cyril looked down.
+Sarla felt awful, although she wasn't entirely sure why.
+
+―He's right, Marina said to her softly.
+	I know you don't like to talk about it, and I'm not going to push you, but...
+	The Hierarchy needs strong yaks, Sarla.
+	And that's you.
+
+Another wave of shame and disappointment crashed over her.
+Sarla tried to fight the urge to cry.
+
+―I just.
+	I don't want to sit around in the fields forever.
+	And that's all most Growth Adepts do.
+
+―Then don't do that.
+	And you don't have to do anything for Cyril.
+	But you have to do something.
+	And you'll have to figure out what you want.
+	Before you commit yourself to someone who never leaves the library or has any say in the Hierarchy's future.
+	Do you even want to do research like that?
+
+―I have no idea! Sarla said.
+	I think...I just want to get stronger.
+	I want to be a Master.
+	A real one, like in the histories, not like the shitty political ones we have nowadays.