Eternal
As tempting as it might be to leave, you did that once before and it hasn’t turned out that great. Besides where would you go now? The only place that you know of that has any resemblance of civilization is the Eternal Dominion, and you’re fairly certain you wouldn’t be welcomed. Right now you’re sort of wishing that you’d stuck around during the last days of the Empire instead of leaving. Perhaps you could’ve made more of a difference than you thought, or maybe you could’ve fit in better among the ranks of the Eternal Dominion. The general was probably correct on a few points. You have tried to make this place more “Empire like”, but it’s all you know. You can only change so much. You wonder how Warrick managed to adapt as well as he did in a much shorter period of time.
The only other option is leaving this land far behind and living as a directionless wanderer hoping that you find something. You can’t do that either. You’ve made your choice and you have to stick by it now for good or ill.
“I want to stay. I pledged myself to this Kingdom and I meant it. So whatever punishment you feel is necessary, I’ll accept, but I just ask that you don’t punish anyone under my command. They’re good soldiers and only did what they were told to do.”
The gnome asks the general to step outside and for you to stay put. You do so and wait in your office mostly staring at the various objects in it. Eventually the gnome returns, he pulls up a chair and sits across from you.
“First things first, you’re not going to be punished for and anything and your actions have been appreciated. Perhaps not by everyone in the kingdom, but in certain circles they are. Personally, I don’t think you were intentionally trying to carve out your own piece of land, I truly believe you were doing what was best for the Felkan Kingdom. However, some are still concerned with your Empire past. I know you can’t help what you were and in some cases still are, but there is always a slight fear there. Especially you being one those Eternals and all.”
“Warrick’s an Eternal, he directly fought against the Felkan Kingdom and he seems be accepted.” You point out.
“Warrick, is a special case…(sigh) I probably shouldn’t even be telling you this, but considering the cluster fuck this situation is becoming, I’m going to be just as honest as you have with me. Warrick didn’t voluntarily join the kingdom, he was made that way.”
“Made? What do you mean? Mind control? Torture?” you say in shock at this revelation.
“I doubt if any torture would cause anyone to switch their allegiances, at least not permanently and we don’t engage in any sort of magic mumbo jumbo around here. No, Warrick was a dedicated foe against the Felkan Kingdom. We tried to get him and his partner for a long time, but never could catch them. Things got even worse when his partner was replaced by that Edgar fellow. By the gods, Edgar was a menace on the battlefield…anyway back to Warrick. Warrick as you probably know was mainly engaged in sabotage and similar tactics. Well, his luck just ran out one day ironically towards the last days of the war. Had a small explosive hit the side of his face by one of the many traps set up.”
“But he lived.”
“Yes, but he wouldn’t have if our medics hadn’t been nearby at the time. When he was found he was bleeding from his eye socket and didn’t even know where he was or who he was. Soldiers probably would’ve probably killed him, but like I said, he was luckily found by a couple of gnome medics, they decided to…re-align him instead. Memories are an unpredictable thing, so attempting to practically reconstruct his entire past would’ve been a fool’s errand, instead they just slowly over time convinced him that he had willingly joined the Felkan Kingdom due to his disillusionment of the Empire as he healed up. It worked a lot better than we thought, I can only guess that Warrick may have had some genuine disillusionment with the Empire.”
“But isn’t that still risky? Couldn’t he still remember what really happened one day?”
“Doubt it, as I’m sure you’re aware from talking with him, his memory when discussing anything before his injury is patchy. In any case we also keep an eye on him…you seem to be taking this well, I would’ve thought you might’ve been angry and trying to kill me by now.”
“Maybe at one time I would’ve been furious, perhaps a small part of me is, but I’m more baffled by the idea that you’d go through the trouble that you as opposed to the more efficient task of killing him.”
“Ahh yes, well that is one of the failings of my race I believe. A lot of us are non-violent at heart; ironic considering that we also develop some of the most destructive weapons in the known world. Peace through superior firepower I suppose.”
With the way the gnome is speaking, he’s practically telling you how things are really run in the Felkan Kingdom. His very presence is proof of it.
“So it’s true? The gnomes do really run the kingdom?” you ask.
“Heh, I wish that was the case, certainly we have a lot of influence, but nothing is ever certain. There are always complications.”
“So why are you telling me all this? Aren’t you worried that I’ll kill you and try to free Warrick from your brainwashing techniques or try to stir up anti-gnome rhetoric like Eckers or others?”
“You could certainly try, but I doubt if you’d be very successful. The only thing you might be able to do is easily kill me and start a small rebellion with your company of Empire-like troops. You’d probably do a lot of damage, but you wouldn’t topple the kingdom. Besides what I’m telling you, I’m telling you for a reason.”
The gnome stops smoking completely and leans forward as best he can with as short as he is.
“There are changes coming Eternal, necessary changes to keep the Kingdom from falling and quite frankly I believe we NEED someone like you. The conspiracy theory that we gnomes run everything is only half true. The fact is, we’re suffering from as much infighting as any other race does. Tell me Eternal, were you aware that a long time ago the gnomes used to live in the Empire as slaves? Hell we were responsible for most of the technological advancements that the Empire even had, like the aqueducts and such. Good thing we never discovered gunpowder during that time, we’d probably still be living under Empire boots.”
“Yes, I did study Empire history when I was little, it was required. Don’t remember anything specific being said about your people though, just that you were slaves.”
“Heh, figures that they would play down our achievements. Truth is, while we were slaves we had comfortable positions. We were treated well and kept safe. Wasn’t until we saw what the Empire did to our Halfling cousins that we made the decision to make a mass exodus. They were slaves too, but not treated as well, so naturally they wanted equal rights like any normal citizen. When they didn’t get that, they pushed harder. When the Empire pushed back, it wasn’t a pretty.”
“Yes, the Halfling uprising. I read about that.”
“Uprising? It was more like a slaughter. We tried to warn them against such actions, but they were too proud even though they had no chance. The Empire as you know wiped them all out. I believe it was the first time we saw the Empire practice genocide on such a scale. We couldn’t fight the Empire, but we couldn’t stay for fear of our own lives. After all what would’ve happened if the Empire decided that we were also getting too uppity one day? When we eventually arrived to these lands the Felkans didn’t even have a kingdom yet, but when it started looking like they would get organized, we made the decision to ingrain ourselves into helping shape it. We would not become slave again, but living in a powerful nation could protect us if the Empire ever started expanding this way, and given the past few decades I’d say we were right.”
A fascinating little part of history you have to admit, but you still aren’t sure what this all has to do with you.
“So, exactly how do I fit in here?”
“The Empire might be gone, but you and specifically the Eternal Dominion are its successors. And from what I can tell the ED looks like its every bit as ruthless as the Empire, perhaps even more so. Some of us are starting to believe the Felkan policies on aggression need to be altered. Due to our past with seeing first hand of what happened to the Halflings, our people are generally disgusted by the thought of slavery or total annihilation of any race. Hence all the policies against engaging in wars of conquest and aggression and the more relaxed political views…well at least until you came along.”
“Well I know why I act the way I do, but there were others who obviously don’t agree with the policies long before I showed up.”
“And that’s true too. Mostly humans though, I suppose humans just have a natural tendency towards conquest. That’s why my circle believes we need to let go of our past a bit and start changing before the grumblings get worse. Perhaps a little nationalism is what the Felkan Kingdom needs to direct the hatred towards external threats rather than crumbling from within. And as bad as I feel saying this, what you did with the gnolls was very necessary.”
“Well if it eases your conscience I probably didn’t strictly wipe out ALL the gnolls, I’m sure quite a few of them just ran far away.”
“Doesn’t really matter, they’re gone and no longer a threat. The fact is we’re probably going to need more like you when we eventually go up against the ED, if only because of your experience, let alone your mindset. You’re going to be transferred; in fact everyone here is going to be transferred to Fort Soot. You’re going to be needed on the frontlines.”
“Isn’t that where Warrick is stationed?”
“Yes, but we’ve got another task for him, his sabotage and stealth skills can be used to help us as opposed to all those years he was working against us. Now there’s some other stuff that needs to be done as well, but you really don’t need to worry about it. All I need you to do is to prepare everyone along the Arat border for a possible invasion. The ED is getting more organized everyday and we can’t afford to be caught off guard. You said you pledged yourself to defend this kingdom…I trust even after all of what you’ve learned here, that pledge is still true?”
“I gave my word and you’ve revealed much about the real way things work around here. That’s probably more than the Empire ever did. The Felkan Kingdom has my loyalty, but I must be allowed to do things my way when it comes to battle and war.”
“That…will be arranged. As I’ve said, other things need to be taken care of, but rest assured you will have support, just one thing, could you stop killing protesting peasants? I understand that’s a hold over from your Empire training, but that’s something you’re really going to have to stop doing.”
“I will. My apologies.”
“It’s alright, just no more of it in the future unless you’re specifically given the order to do so. Anyway probably won’t be a problem, not many villages along the Arat borders anymore since the last war. Okay, I believe that’s it, oh by the way, my name is Klemto Zookwinkle and I’ll most likely be in touch in the future.”
The gnome shakes your hand, straightens his hat and leaves the office, leaving you to take in all of the new information thrust upon you. Oddly the only thing you can immediately think is:
“Klemto Zookwinkle? That’s silly fucking name!” you laugh.
The only other option is leaving this land far behind and living as a directionless wanderer hoping that you find something. You can’t do that either. You’ve made your choice and you have to stick by it now for good or ill.
“I want to stay. I pledged myself to this Kingdom and I meant it. So whatever punishment you feel is necessary, I’ll accept, but I just ask that you don’t punish anyone under my command. They’re good soldiers and only did what they were told to do.”
The gnome asks the general to step outside and for you to stay put. You do so and wait in your office mostly staring at the various objects in it. Eventually the gnome returns, he pulls up a chair and sits across from you.
“First things first, you’re not going to be punished for and anything and your actions have been appreciated. Perhaps not by everyone in the kingdom, but in certain circles they are. Personally, I don’t think you were intentionally trying to carve out your own piece of land, I truly believe you were doing what was best for the Felkan Kingdom. However, some are still concerned with your Empire past. I know you can’t help what you were and in some cases still are, but there is always a slight fear there. Especially you being one those Eternals and all.”
“Warrick’s an Eternal, he directly fought against the Felkan Kingdom and he seems be accepted.” You point out.
“Warrick, is a special case…(sigh) I probably shouldn’t even be telling you this, but considering the cluster fuck this situation is becoming, I’m going to be just as honest as you have with me. Warrick didn’t voluntarily join the kingdom, he was made that way.”
“Made? What do you mean? Mind control? Torture?” you say in shock at this revelation.
“I doubt if any torture would cause anyone to switch their allegiances, at least not permanently and we don’t engage in any sort of magic mumbo jumbo around here. No, Warrick was a dedicated foe against the Felkan Kingdom. We tried to get him and his partner for a long time, but never could catch them. Things got even worse when his partner was replaced by that Edgar fellow. By the gods, Edgar was a menace on the battlefield…anyway back to Warrick. Warrick as you probably know was mainly engaged in sabotage and similar tactics. Well, his luck just ran out one day ironically towards the last days of the war. Had a small explosive hit the side of his face by one of the many traps set up.”
“But he lived.”
“Yes, but he wouldn’t have if our medics hadn’t been nearby at the time. When he was found he was bleeding from his eye socket and didn’t even know where he was or who he was. Soldiers probably would’ve probably killed him, but like I said, he was luckily found by a couple of gnome medics, they decided to…re-align him instead. Memories are an unpredictable thing, so attempting to practically reconstruct his entire past would’ve been a fool’s errand, instead they just slowly over time convinced him that he had willingly joined the Felkan Kingdom due to his disillusionment of the Empire as he healed up. It worked a lot better than we thought, I can only guess that Warrick may have had some genuine disillusionment with the Empire.”
“But isn’t that still risky? Couldn’t he still remember what really happened one day?”
“Doubt it, as I’m sure you’re aware from talking with him, his memory when discussing anything before his injury is patchy. In any case we also keep an eye on him…you seem to be taking this well, I would’ve thought you might’ve been angry and trying to kill me by now.”
“Maybe at one time I would’ve been furious, perhaps a small part of me is, but I’m more baffled by the idea that you’d go through the trouble that you as opposed to the more efficient task of killing him.”
“Ahh yes, well that is one of the failings of my race I believe. A lot of us are non-violent at heart; ironic considering that we also develop some of the most destructive weapons in the known world. Peace through superior firepower I suppose.”
With the way the gnome is speaking, he’s practically telling you how things are really run in the Felkan Kingdom. His very presence is proof of it.
“So it’s true? The gnomes do really run the kingdom?” you ask.
“Heh, I wish that was the case, certainly we have a lot of influence, but nothing is ever certain. There are always complications.”
“So why are you telling me all this? Aren’t you worried that I’ll kill you and try to free Warrick from your brainwashing techniques or try to stir up anti-gnome rhetoric like Eckers or others?”
“You could certainly try, but I doubt if you’d be very successful. The only thing you might be able to do is easily kill me and start a small rebellion with your company of Empire-like troops. You’d probably do a lot of damage, but you wouldn’t topple the kingdom. Besides what I’m telling you, I’m telling you for a reason.”
The gnome stops smoking completely and leans forward as best he can with as short as he is.
“There are changes coming Eternal, necessary changes to keep the Kingdom from falling and quite frankly I believe we NEED someone like you. The conspiracy theory that we gnomes run everything is only half true. The fact is, we’re suffering from as much infighting as any other race does. Tell me Eternal, were you aware that a long time ago the gnomes used to live in the Empire as slaves? Hell we were responsible for most of the technological advancements that the Empire even had, like the aqueducts and such. Good thing we never discovered gunpowder during that time, we’d probably still be living under Empire boots.”
“Yes, I did study Empire history when I was little, it was required. Don’t remember anything specific being said about your people though, just that you were slaves.”
“Heh, figures that they would play down our achievements. Truth is, while we were slaves we had comfortable positions. We were treated well and kept safe. Wasn’t until we saw what the Empire did to our Halfling cousins that we made the decision to make a mass exodus. They were slaves too, but not treated as well, so naturally they wanted equal rights like any normal citizen. When they didn’t get that, they pushed harder. When the Empire pushed back, it wasn’t a pretty.”
“Yes, the Halfling uprising. I read about that.”
“Uprising? It was more like a slaughter. We tried to warn them against such actions, but they were too proud even though they had no chance. The Empire as you know wiped them all out. I believe it was the first time we saw the Empire practice genocide on such a scale. We couldn’t fight the Empire, but we couldn’t stay for fear of our own lives. After all what would’ve happened if the Empire decided that we were also getting too uppity one day? When we eventually arrived to these lands the Felkans didn’t even have a kingdom yet, but when it started looking like they would get organized, we made the decision to ingrain ourselves into helping shape it. We would not become slave again, but living in a powerful nation could protect us if the Empire ever started expanding this way, and given the past few decades I’d say we were right.”
A fascinating little part of history you have to admit, but you still aren’t sure what this all has to do with you.
“So, exactly how do I fit in here?”
“The Empire might be gone, but you and specifically the Eternal Dominion are its successors. And from what I can tell the ED looks like its every bit as ruthless as the Empire, perhaps even more so. Some of us are starting to believe the Felkan policies on aggression need to be altered. Due to our past with seeing first hand of what happened to the Halflings, our people are generally disgusted by the thought of slavery or total annihilation of any race. Hence all the policies against engaging in wars of conquest and aggression and the more relaxed political views…well at least until you came along.”
“Well I know why I act the way I do, but there were others who obviously don’t agree with the policies long before I showed up.”
“And that’s true too. Mostly humans though, I suppose humans just have a natural tendency towards conquest. That’s why my circle believes we need to let go of our past a bit and start changing before the grumblings get worse. Perhaps a little nationalism is what the Felkan Kingdom needs to direct the hatred towards external threats rather than crumbling from within. And as bad as I feel saying this, what you did with the gnolls was very necessary.”
“Well if it eases your conscience I probably didn’t strictly wipe out ALL the gnolls, I’m sure quite a few of them just ran far away.”
“Doesn’t really matter, they’re gone and no longer a threat. The fact is we’re probably going to need more like you when we eventually go up against the ED, if only because of your experience, let alone your mindset. You’re going to be transferred; in fact everyone here is going to be transferred to Fort Soot. You’re going to be needed on the frontlines.”
“Isn’t that where Warrick is stationed?”
“Yes, but we’ve got another task for him, his sabotage and stealth skills can be used to help us as opposed to all those years he was working against us. Now there’s some other stuff that needs to be done as well, but you really don’t need to worry about it. All I need you to do is to prepare everyone along the Arat border for a possible invasion. The ED is getting more organized everyday and we can’t afford to be caught off guard. You said you pledged yourself to defend this kingdom…I trust even after all of what you’ve learned here, that pledge is still true?”
“I gave my word and you’ve revealed much about the real way things work around here. That’s probably more than the Empire ever did. The Felkan Kingdom has my loyalty, but I must be allowed to do things my way when it comes to battle and war.”
“That…will be arranged. As I’ve said, other things need to be taken care of, but rest assured you will have support, just one thing, could you stop killing protesting peasants? I understand that’s a hold over from your Empire training, but that’s something you’re really going to have to stop doing.”
“I will. My apologies.”
“It’s alright, just no more of it in the future unless you’re specifically given the order to do so. Anyway probably won’t be a problem, not many villages along the Arat borders anymore since the last war. Okay, I believe that’s it, oh by the way, my name is Klemto Zookwinkle and I’ll most likely be in touch in the future.”
The gnome shakes your hand, straightens his hat and leaves the office, leaving you to take in all of the new information thrust upon you. Oddly the only thing you can immediately think is:
“Klemto Zookwinkle? That’s silly fucking name!” you laugh.