The Reef
The Front Gates
On the Obloggian Floor, around the base of the Spire, the Reef continuously holds all manners of teaching events — lectures, demonstrations and even novel experiments — to any passerby with the slightest interest. The topics, naturally, are always about trivial topics or shallow introductions. Most knowledge is reserved for the higher minds and should a lesser mind come across something they are not able to bear, the consequences can be catastrophic.
Novice front-speakers still make that mistake from time to time, with the unwarranted gut explosions that ensue. Once their messed is cleared, the would-be professors are dragged inside in shock, never to be seen again, or utterly changed.
Front-speaker Klkrisnpp will have to retire from his outside duty from now on. I assure to her lineage that she is still a valued researcher of our Reef, and that this small incident shall not hinder her future research.
The belly of the Reef
While the entirety of the Learning Spire is often refered to as the Reef, only the bottom third is dedicated to the academy. The upper floors serve the education purposes of the spire. However, the Reef itself reaches deep inside the shell of the Sphere, to depths none but a few scholars are allowed to reach.
Classrooms
Most of the tortuous galleries of the spire lead to classrooms, slightly larger caverns where an experienced scholar will dispense a specific knowledge to a rapt group of heterogeneous listeners. Students, front-speakers and peers alike mass inside the cramped space to harvest to the last drop of information.
The first seek wisdom and materials, they absord everything like sponges, filling themselves with unrefined knowledge to the brim. Then, when they are about to burst, they retire to make sense of what they learned. Create connections, lay a the ground for future questions and carefully craft the memories that will help them in their apprenticeship.
The second look for anecdotes, surface knowledge that they may then spit in front of the unassuming people. Most are not researchers yet, barely deserving the title of scholars. One day, they will prove themselves by producing a new expertise, a never-seen-before perl of science that will grant them access to the prestigious facilities. But in the meantime, they gather the scraps, what is too benign or too harmless to be of use to the Reef.
The third look for novelty and conflict. Even renowed scholars never cease to learn, for the domains of science are vast and a single life is not enough to drink even a drop of all the knowledge gathered by the Reef each cycle. Scholars are expert on fields most cannot fathom the existence of, elite minds relegated to the backrooms of the institution. Sometimes, it is also the occasion to confront the thesis of a rival. Doing so in front of a big audience is ideal to bring shame to a fellow scholar. Those debates are never about winning. They are about making the opponent lose.
There is no timetable here, no defined professors. Only scholars, and would-be scholars learning from each others. Whenever one decides to teach, they find an empty room and starts. The learners are never long to come. They are not guaranteed to stay, however. A large and loyal attendance is not a show of popularity, but of excellence: time in the Reef is too precious to waste it listening on banalities or valueless knowledge.
Desks
When a room is too tiny to serve as a classroom, it often is a desk. They are not claimed by anybody, but rather rooms where anyone can come to work. Students needing alone time to rearrange their thoughts, scholars looking to record their thesis on a speech bubble or frontspeakers putting together a demonstration, they all may use the various tools stored around, save for the speech bubbles. The rarity and delicateness of these instruments restrict anyone but the acknowledged scholars to put their tentacles on.
Rarely can more than one person occupy a desk at once. When a room happen to be occupied when a researcher wants to enter, tradition dictates that the one with the lesser amount of academical renown leaves. Most of the time, the matter is quickly discussed. If a signature is not recognized, then eyes are witnesses of age and wisdom. Sometimes, one refuses to leave their place to someone they don't acknowledge as more deserving, and a Call to Memory occurs.
Wandering Scholars
Scholars who spend most of their time inside the Learning Spire are oddities, rather than the norm. It is believed that for a scholar to truly understands the nature of their research and the Expanse around them, they must experience it first-hand. Thus, the structure only shelters a third of the Reef's total population, most of which being learners who have yet to prove themselves worthy of the title of scholar.
Knowledge is at the core of the Reef
At the centre of the largest room inside the Learning Spire lies a single Memory. Ages-old, this Memory, whose signature gave the term for "knowledge", is the record of every scientific accomplishment that occurred inside the Reef. Whenever a scholar achieves something noteworthy, they will come to Knowledge and explain what it is about, and how groundbreaking their discovery is.
From trivia to groundbreaking inventions, Knowledge knows it all, and remembers it along with the signature of the scholar who brought the information to them. Even forbidden knowledge that caused the downfall of their discoverers is stored inside the seemingly infinite library that form the mind of this being.
The Call to Memory
When two scholars cannot agree on which one of them is the most renowned, or simply when light must be made on a specific research, they call to the Memory of Knowledge. The shell will describe one by one all the accomplishment of each scholar, alongside their merit to the Obloggian society. As the Memory cannot lie nor forget, this is an undisputable way to settle disputes.
Woe betide the scholar who, blinded by his own hubris, saw themselves as greater than they are. For arrogance and science are natural enemies, the punishment for failing a Call to Memory is never a light one, no matter how petty the original argument was.
Invalidation of a theory
Knowledge is only a tool to unveil the profound implications of the world. This tool might be crooked, making the inferred implications twisted and brittle. Sometimes, they really are. But when knowledge is erroneous, everything that is built upon its initial premises crumbles. This is why the greatest dread of a scholar is to see its theory invalidated.
The invalidation can be the upbringing of a new theory that creates more credible, stronger implications, or simply the demonstration of a fraudulent experiment. When that happens, the author loses way more merit than they have gained through the craft of that knowledge. The impact is even more devastating for Seat-holders, for whom it is almost always an immediate loss of their place.
As scholars grow older and attach more theories to their signature, so too will the chance of an invalidated theory. Thus, most veteran researchers are very cautious in their research, and prefer not to produce any new knowledge rather than lose everything they have worked for.
"Doing so in front of a big audience is ideal to bring shame to a fellow scholar. Those debates are never about winning. They are about making the opponent lose." Love this XD <3 I love how you've managed to make this place comes alive with all those little anecdote and the scholar portraits at the bottom! My favourite is how people are using their own prestige and importance to shove others out of the way and how they all have to have official confrontation to determine which one is better XD Oblogga is always such a fascinating place... Are the octopus more intelligent or more attracted to scholarship than other species since they hold 9/12 seats?
Thank you, I'm very glad you liked my article! So octopuses are the most common species on Oblogga, by far. More specifically, all but one of the 12 great lineages are octopuses. Furthermore, the layout of the spires make it difficult for species that don't have the flexibility and the soft body of octopuses to even navigate inside the Reef. So the octopus-to-others ratio is pretty representative of the Reef's population. Much more than the Violentist ratio, which are greatly underrepresented among the Seat holders. It is also worth noting that only 6 of the seats are taken by Obloggs (the octopus subspecies native to Oblogga): the Hollene are immigrants, Tyrklal and Kermlro are not natives. All that being said, octopuses do have a higher average intelligence than most other species in the Expanse.