These are relevant references from the Books where an Archon is mentioned.
I make no pronouncements on these matters, but report them as I find them.
Arrive at your own conclusions.
I wish you well,
"What are you going to do with me?" I asked.
"Turn you over to the office of the Archon, in Venna," he said.
My chin was thrust up, rudely, with a thumb. "No," said a voice. "It is not my Tutina."
The man, then, with the Archon's man, stepped down from the circular cement platform, and rejoined the crowds coming and going in the busy street. The street was apparently an important one in Venna, and led down to a market square. My platform was on the left side of the street, looking down toward the square, and at the forward corner, nearest the street, of a public slave market, some fifty feet in length, along the street, and some fifty feet in depth. Behind this area, at the back of the display area, was a gloomy building with barred windows. It was in this building that the slaves were kept at night. The Archon's man also had his office in this building.
"What is going on?" asked the Archon's man.
"Nothing, Master," I said.
"If you delay slaves in their errands, and they are late," he said, "they might be whipped."
"I am sorry, Master," I said.
"Why did you delay her?" he asked.
"I wanted her to read the sign posted over my head," I said.
"Why didn't you ask me?" he asked.
"I was afraid," I said. "You did not read it to me. I thought then perhaps you did not want me to know what it said."
"And, without determining whether that was true or not," he said, "you nonetheless sought, perhaps thereby circumventing my will, to determine its contents?"
"Yes, Master," I said. "Forgive me, Master!"
"You should be whipped," he said.
"Sheila," said he, whispering in my ear. "You are Sheila, Tatrix of Corcyrus!"
"No," I whispered. "No!"
"The office of the Archon will doubtless be pleased to learn the identity of its lovely prisoner," he said.
"They will not believe it," I said.
"They will conduct inquiries," he said, "with rather clear consequences, I think, for yourself."
"Do not tell them, I beg you," I said. "They will take me back to Argentum for impalement!"
"Perhaps I could hold her for ten days," said the Archon's man, "and then, if there are no other claimant, turn her over to you."
"May I reimburse you for her keep?" inquired Speusippus.
"No," said the Archon's man. "Such services are furnished by the city."
"Many in Venna," she said, "as I understand it, are alarmed at the killing, and the mysterious footprints. Some think it is an omen or warning. The archon is consulting augurs, to take the signs."
I stood in the sand, waiting for her.
"They will concern themselves, surely, too, with legalities, and such," she said. "For example, those in the black chain who are not criminals, and for whom Ionicus does not have prisoner papers, will presumably be at least temporarily removed from the vicinity. That would mean many of the masters on our chain."
I nodded. This seemed understandable. The archon in Venna would be interested in putting his house in order before the taking of the auspices. He would doubtless regard it as politic, at least from the point of view of soothing possible apprehensions in his constituency, to become a bit more scrupulous about proprieties, at least in so serious a situation.
Venlisius, a bright young man who was now, by adoption, a scion of the Toratti, was with him. Venlisius was in the same office. He was records officer, or archon of records, for the Metellan district, in which we were located. Both magistrates wore their robes, and fillets, of office. They also carried their wands of office, which, I suspect, from the look of them, and despite the weapons laws of Cos, contained concealed blades.
"I now hold all power over you, my dear Milo, even though I do not own you. It is given to me by this note. Should it come to the attention of Seremides, or Myron, or the high council, or an archon of slaves, or perhaps even a guardsman, you may well conjecture what might be your fate."
But the leader, as he was that, and we shall call him Archon, to utilize a Gorean title for a variety of civic officials, removed the sheath and dagger from the remains of the Kur harness he wore and handed it to Cabot.
Aside from raids, warfare, and such, the exchange of kajirae normally takes place in a civilized manner, with negotiation, and buying and selling, and such. But, occasionally, I knew exchanges took place by means of the negotiation of blades, particularly on the open road or in the fields, outside walls, beyond the jurisdiction of archons and praetors.
"I now call to the dais of examination," I said, "Tolnar, he of the second Octavii, a highly respected gens, though, as many of you know, independent of the better known Octavii, the deputy commissioner of the central records office of Ar, and Venlisius, by adoption a scion of the Toratti, his colleague, and corroborating witness, archon of records for the Metellan district."
"Who is that fellow tied amongst you?" asked the voice.
"A local thief," I said, "caught stealing suls. We are taking him to Samnium, for an archon to put him beneath the snake."