One of Provisor Drumpf’s first orders of business was to release famed mage
hero, Ecrin Cabral from her prison cell, where she had been living for the
last sixty years. He wanted to endear himself to her, and to everyone. She
spent six decades in relative isolation, and there were few people left
around who still believed she had deserved it. How quick they denounced
their old ways, and how many of them began to pretend like they weren’t just
as much a part of the misogynistic system as everyone else. The planet
needed to move forward, yes, but that didn’t mean ignoring their past, and
as the years went by, Ecrin Cabral would be there to remind them of how
terrible they had been. Even the people born into the system knew what they
were doing was wrong. You couldn’t brainwash a child enough to make him grow
up and live his whole life under the impression that there was something
wrong with the women around him. At some point, they had a responsibility to
realize that this was not okay. Until then, Ecrin just wanted to be free,
and to try to scrape together some kind of new life. She never had the
pleasure of keeping up to date with the goingson of Durus while she was in
hock. It was actually illegal for anyone to share information with an
inmate, no matter how small or insignificant as it may seem. Ecrin hadn’t
heard any news about the outside world since the early 22nd century, which
meant that she was going into her new life with a huge disadvantage. One of
these disadvantages was that she was completely out of politics, and wasn’t
aware of who was in charge, or who had been in charge, and this ignorance
extended to the current provisor of Aljabara. She wasn’t told who Drumpf
was, or what he had done, but she could still tell that he couldn’t be
trusted. A blind person can smell the bullshit in the air. If he was waiting
for her support, then he would be waiting for the rest of his life, and then
some. Of course, though, he wouldn’t need to wait that long, because his
days as a leader were numbered, and she knew that.
For the five years the Provisional Government was up and running, Ecrin used
her many years of experience as a protector to guard diplomats as the people
of Durus attempted to fix what was broken. Everyone wanted her on their
detail, but she refused to be quantum duplicated, so there was only so much she could do. People
were just falling over themselves to apologize for what she had been
through. Some took too much blame, even though they weren’t around when she
was imprisoned in the first place. But some people didn’t take enough
responsibility for the system they let stay in place all this time. Ecrin
grew a little bit resentful as the months passed following her release,
because she could never be satisfied with anyone’s attitude or semantics in
regards to how she had been treated. Some even attempted to avoid saying
something insensitive and sort of pretended like she was a normal person,
but that made her mad too. She had to seek therapy to get by, which was not
easy, because all educated psychologists were men, and they had been
conditioned under the same misogyny as everyone else. They tried to be
empathetic, and help her work through her issues, but the truth was that
they didn’t know what the hell they were doing. She declared that all mental
health professionals were unfit, and even though she did not technically
have the authority to stop them from practicing, everybody just kind of
accepted her decision. She realized she could do a lot of good during this
transitional period, helping people understand what exactly was wrong. She
had been born on Earth, so she had seen pretty much every form of government
this world had tried up until they locked her up. That gave her a unique
perspective that Aljabara desperately needed. While she still maintained her
work in diplomatic security, she used her access to advise the most
important people, and when the new republic formed many years later, they
used her wisdom as its foundation.
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