The high prophet sits in his chamber, fingers interlaced as he reads of the work of his fellow holy man. Before long, he whips out a piece of fine embroiled parchment and pen and writes a letter to accompany his message.
"In recent times, sons of Urguan, we have seen levels of corruption and political imbalance unrecorded in our modern history. It is time for a established court to judge those who would stand accused of ills against Yemekar's children.
As High Prophet, it pains me so to see these rips and tears in our government, and with this in mind I look to the people to raise the question, who will ensure our mortal bounds are not corrupted by the seeds of Khorvad in our highest institution?
As such, I assure you children, change should be called for. As the prophet before me, I do declare that a judiciary should be formed of the clergy and that the kingdoms own lords and kings allow us, the devout to our creator, decide upon what stands as right or wrong with the laws of the land.
It should be, with all respect implied, established immediately. So that the trials of our king be fair and just, and that the lords do not stand as the defence, judge, jury and executioner.
Thank you for your time, sons and daughters of Uruguan, may we hold duty and honour in Yemekar's holy work."
He hands it over the a initiate, rather eager to copy it, and sends it off to every notice board, clan hall hold and garrison within the land.