Eternal
Year 28
You hate these baby-sitting missions, but when the Emperor wants something done right he always requests you personally to do it, so here you are marching hundreds of gnomes to their new home.
As the army has been getting closer to the Felkan capital and conquering its other important cities, the gnome population has been larger. While The Emperor has relented slightly on a complete slash and burn policy of Felkan cities, he’s still made it quite clear that ALL gnomes are to be taken as prisoners to a special place he’s had built in the recently conquered Felkan territory.
Its called Gnome’s Home and you believe Marik had a hand in designing some of it, but it isn’t something you’ve really kept up on since you’ve been focused the business of proper warfare. However you’re on your way there now so you’ll guess you’ll see it soon.
The whole reason you’re overseeing this prisoner train in the first place is because too many gnomes have been escaping their chains though it’s hardly surprising. Gnomes are very adept at picking locks, combine that with their fear of what’s to come and one gets a lot of escapes. Of course most of them get killed shortly after their escapes, but the Emperor has made it quite clear that he wants no more of that and that he really wants them to be taken to Gnome’s Home.
You don’t really understand why since you assume they’re just going to be killed there anyway, but you’re just here to follow orders. He is the Emperor and this is what he wants. Still, sometimes you have to admit that you agree with Jacob on this; The Emperor’s hatred of gnomes is a bit…irrational at times.
As you get closer to the location of Gnome’s Home, you hear a lot of cries and whispered prayers to gods from the prisoners. Some of the guards attempt to quiet them all down, but it’s a losing proposition, you just tell your troops to keep a close eye for escape attempts as usual.
From a distance it looks like one of Marik’s factories, as you get closer though there’s something slightly more sinister about it. Granted it’s a place of execution, but you get the impression something more is going on here and its not just torture. The feeling here is oppressive the closer you get to it, even for you.
Eventually you get to the black iron gates and make an announcement of your arrival and you’re let in almost immediately. Now you couldn’t smell it before, but when those gates up, you’re nearly overwhelmed by a strong smell of death and that’s saying something given the battlefields you’ve been on and the carnage you’ve engaged in.
“Sorry about the smell General, but we’ve been having some problems with our furnaces lately, among other things, so the dead bodies have been piling up. Good thing they’re so small eh?” one of the guards that lets you in remarks with a laugh.
As the gnomes are herded in you take a look around the “yard” and indeed you do see the largest pile of rotting gnome bodies you’ve ever seen. Nearby you see other guards busily attempting to load the bodies into carts to take them somewhere for proper disposal. Meanwhile you also see what you assume to be small dwellings for the prisoner gnomes since you see pitiful versions of them peeking out at times.
All in all, it’s not a pretty sight, but the smell is still the worst of it. Shit, piss, vomit, blood, rot, and putrification are all in full force, but none of this horror is bothering you. There is something else going on here that feels severely unnatural that’s causing you to feel off. Maybe its magic, you don’t know, but something about the place tells you it’s more than just an oversized execution center.
Just as you’re about to leave, you’re approached by dirty, unkept looking man with wild facial hair and even wilder hair on his head. He’s dressed in medium chainmail armor and large battle axe is on his back. With him are a couple of larger ugly brutish looking creatures. They aren’t green, so you know they aren’t orcs. Ogres perhaps, but you weren’t aware there were any that lived in this region let alone “tamed”.
Then it suddenly occurs to you who this is…
“Its you! The Harbinger of Death! The Emperor’s right hand and weapon of righteous justice! It’s been a long time! Oh we heard stories about you even all the way up in Rask! What brings you here? Are you assigned here now?” he asks excitedly.
This is Kane, the Butcher of Rask. He’s nearly unrecognizable from when you last remember him. You’ve heard the stories about him as well and from his unhinged looking appearance they might be true. Though he seems to be quite friendly with you, which you wouldn’t expect given the tales you’ve heard.
“Hello Kane, it has been a long time. I have not been assigned here; I’m just dropping off these prisoners because the Emperor considers it of vital importance that I do it. But I thought you were assigned in Rask.”
“Oh no need for me there any longer, we pretty much tamed everything there, well as much could be, but rest assured the Empire isn’t suffering from routine ogre and giant attacks there anymore. These two big lugs here are proof of that. And the barbarian tribes have been completely wiped out along with those pitiful attempts at secessionist movements! Not that those were ever a serious threat.”
“Well that’s good. I’m glad to hear you were so instrumental in making positive changes for the Empire.” You say.
“Me? I was just doing what I was supposed to right? I mean killing the enemies of the Empire and slaughtering those that oppose it is what we’re here for! But I don’t need to tell you that, you know duty to the Emperor better than anyone! Anyway with Rask tamed they said my talents would be better spent elsewhere so I assumed I would be sent to the Felkan front to fight or even lead, but I didn’t expect to be sent here. Still I’m just happy to be doing my part!”
“That’s a good attitude to have Kane. So…what exactly do you do here?”
“Nothing much, just make sure the gnomes don’t escape. None of them have either. We’ve got lots of things in place to make sure of that. Other than that I oversee the day to day operations. Not quite as exciting as my days in Rask, but I dunno…”
At this point Kane looks at the large pile of dead gnome bodies on the other side of the yard and sort of zones out for a moment. He then begins to smile a bit before continuing.
“It has its benefits.”
“I see.”
“Would you like a small tour? You know, just so you can maybe let the Emperor know or whoever that everything is running smoothly here?”
“I don’t think that will be necessary. It looks like you’re doing a fine job here, besides I…”
Before you can finish that old familiar voice that you’ve come to dread speaks.
“Hey lover, it’s about time you got here. Your services are needed for something most important.” Mistress says. Normally you’re on your guard, but somehow she snuck up behind you and startles you even though you attempt not to show it. Naturally this amuses her.
“Aww did I scare you? Glad to see some things never change.” Mistress says as she attempts to stroke your face.
“What do you want and why are you here?” you ask slapping her hand away.
“Sent here by the Emperor for something oh so important to him. You didn’t think you were just brought here to escort these pathetic gnomes to their deaths did you? You’re needed here for something else.”
“I was simply told to escort the prisoners, nothing more nothing less. I don’t have time for whatever fucked up games you want to play with me.”
“I assure you this is no game this…” Mistress stops speaking and looks at Kane as if wondering why he’s still around.
“Don’t you have something better to do like counting up the new prisoners or something? Why don’t you and your two equally dimwitted friends go eat some gnomes or whatever it is you do, the superior beings are speaking now.”
While you’re a little surprised that Mistress referred to you as a “superior being” you’re more surprised by Kane’s reaction. Given what you know about Kane’s reputation you’d expect him to at least show a little anger towards Mistress even if he didn’t display any disobedience. Kane shows nothing but subservience though.
“Apologies Mistress, I will leave you two alone.” Kane remarks and gives a nod to you and quickly turns away motioning to his ogre guards to follow while bellowing an order to another nearby guard. Mistress shakes her head at all this.
“I don’t know how Jacob convinced the Emperor to let that miserable creature oversee this place rather than putting him down like a mad dog like he deserves.”
“Why would he be put to death? From what I’ve heard and seen he’s a completely loyal soldier who has done much for the Empire. His deeds in Rask alone prove that.”
“Not feeling sympathetic towards your old classmate are you? Yes he was useful, but he’s a loose cannon and such factors shouldn’t be allowed to thrive. Given your own suggestions on using the orcs as sword fodder to keep them from being a problem in the future I would think you’d see the wisdom in such things.”
“The orcs were numerous and a genuine threat because of their chaotic nature. Kane is a loyal Eternal even if he does have a reputation for being overly bloodthirsty and even cruelty. And I would think that last one would be a mark in his favor given that you have that in common.”
Mistress chuckles at your remark.
“You comment asides, Kane is still not like either of us. He’s…well perhaps we can discuss such things at another time and in any case its not my concern, what is my concern is this ritual I need your help with.”
“You? You need MY help? You’re actually saying that?”
“(Sigh) Yes, is it so hard to believe? The Emperor needs us to perform a soul banishment ritual. I’ve practically been doing all the prep work myself for a while now, since all of the mages sent to help have been unsurprisingly not up to the task. When you start using magic involving souls it can get taxing even for the most skilled. It’s also been ages since I’ve performed one of these and its obvious that you were the best candidate to help me.”
You can’t believe what you’re hearing and at this point you’re wondering if the Emperor really does want you here for what Mistress claims. He never gave such an order to you and it seems like that would be something he’d tell you. Then again you were never given the full report on the troll factory either and he did say he was going to speak with Mistress about her on going attempts at making your life miserable. This might also be another test by the Emperor. Maybe to see if you can put aside personal differences to work together?
“Very well, if it is the Emperor’s wish that we work together then so be it. However, do not mistake my compliance for submissiveness. I am only willing to engage in this task because it is of importance to the Emperor and I am trusting that even you would not lie about something like that for you know that any sort of underhanded trick to kill or harm me in anyway would stir his wrath that I believe even YOU do not want to stir up. Now I suggest we get on with it so we can keep our time together at a minimum.”
“As you wish, but there is no need for hostility or suspicion. As you’ve said the Emperor would be quite angry indeed if I caused you harm in anyway, not that it’s ever been my intension contrary to popular belief.”
“Is this some sort of new tactic of yours? Acting civil in some vain attempt to get on my good side? Don’t bother, you’ll never be on it.”
“I’m getting that impression, but perhaps we can still talk about this later, for now let’s get on with this as you suggested. Follow me, I’ll take you to where we need to be.”
You follow Mistress to one of the larger buildings where a lot of smoke is coming from and guards are periodically wheeling gnome bodies into. Large furnaces burn the countless bodies. As you walk through the crematorium, you notice that there are a few gnomes that aren’t quite dead yet, but are being thrown into the furnaces anyway. Eventually you come to a set of stairs going down.
“Down here unfortunately.” Mistress remarks and you follow her down a long flight of stairs to a great open room lit by several candles Along two of the wall you see hundreds of jars with what looks to be wisps inside. They all give off a faint blue glow making the need for candles somewhat unnecessary.
“I hate these designs by Marik, he can’t think past his derro mindset and create something that doesn’t have an underground portion to it.” Mistress remarks. “Personally I would’ve rather had something like this right in the center of the yard so that all those little gnomes could see just exactly what is going to happen to them every day. I mean its one thing to know they’re going to die, but it’s truly a thing of beauty when you completely obliterate something wouldn’t you agree?”
“What exactly are you talking about?”
“Why those souls that you see on the walls of course! Can’t very well perform a soul banishment ritual without souls obviously.”
“Those wispy things are souls?”
“Yes, hundreds of little souls. Souls that I’ve had to drag out of hundreds of little gnomes. No little feat though, as I said magic involving souls gets draining very fast. Ranks up there with healing magic and other branches of necromancy…I need you to stand over there on the line of that circle across from that wall.” Mistress says pointing over to a large circle on the floor.
You slowly step over to where Mistress has told you to be. Given how much you’ve been following her orders you half feel like you’re back in her class. Though her attitude is much different and that’s been bothering you since this encounter. Surely she’s up to something and there has to be angle in it for her. If she isn’t up to something you can only believe that the Emperor’s talk really put the fear into her.
Mistress stands to the left of you on the line of the circle across from the other wall of souls and tells you that she’s going to begin the ritual all she says she needs from you is to provide support and make sure none of the souls get away.
“Get away?”
“You don’t think they’re going to just let themselves get banished to oblivion do you? They’re probably already pissed about being trapped in magic jars. Now concentrate!”
Mistress begins to chant something in a language you’re not familiar with and you’ve heard the svelk language before. The wisps in the jars begin to get even more agitated and the faint glow they give off begins to get brighter. You begin to get images of torment invading your head all at once.
You see exactly everything that’s been happening to the gnomes here, the torture, the humiliation, the executions and now ultimate annihilation. Even from what little you’ve seen from being in this place, your years on the battlefield and even your own brutal childhood training, its still pretty gruesome and sadistic, but it isn’t the images that are currently affecting you. It’s the voices…
“Help us! Free us! It’s her, she did this! Stole our souls to destroy! Hate her! Kill her! You could kill her. You hate her too. Do it! If not for us or any sort of moral conscience then for yourself. We can see what she did to you. She will always torment you and you will never know rest from her until she is dead. She could die right now. Nobody would know and no one would care.” you hear several voices saying to you all at once and right now you don’t have much reason to not follow their suggestions.
If Mistress was to die, it could easily be explained away after all accidents happen all the time when performing dangerous magic. And it is true she’s not likely to be missed by anyone save perhaps the Emperor, and you doubt he would for very long.
You hate these baby-sitting missions, but when the Emperor wants something done right he always requests you personally to do it, so here you are marching hundreds of gnomes to their new home.
As the army has been getting closer to the Felkan capital and conquering its other important cities, the gnome population has been larger. While The Emperor has relented slightly on a complete slash and burn policy of Felkan cities, he’s still made it quite clear that ALL gnomes are to be taken as prisoners to a special place he’s had built in the recently conquered Felkan territory.
Its called Gnome’s Home and you believe Marik had a hand in designing some of it, but it isn’t something you’ve really kept up on since you’ve been focused the business of proper warfare. However you’re on your way there now so you’ll guess you’ll see it soon.
The whole reason you’re overseeing this prisoner train in the first place is because too many gnomes have been escaping their chains though it’s hardly surprising. Gnomes are very adept at picking locks, combine that with their fear of what’s to come and one gets a lot of escapes. Of course most of them get killed shortly after their escapes, but the Emperor has made it quite clear that he wants no more of that and that he really wants them to be taken to Gnome’s Home.
You don’t really understand why since you assume they’re just going to be killed there anyway, but you’re just here to follow orders. He is the Emperor and this is what he wants. Still, sometimes you have to admit that you agree with Jacob on this; The Emperor’s hatred of gnomes is a bit…irrational at times.
As you get closer to the location of Gnome’s Home, you hear a lot of cries and whispered prayers to gods from the prisoners. Some of the guards attempt to quiet them all down, but it’s a losing proposition, you just tell your troops to keep a close eye for escape attempts as usual.
From a distance it looks like one of Marik’s factories, as you get closer though there’s something slightly more sinister about it. Granted it’s a place of execution, but you get the impression something more is going on here and its not just torture. The feeling here is oppressive the closer you get to it, even for you.
Eventually you get to the black iron gates and make an announcement of your arrival and you’re let in almost immediately. Now you couldn’t smell it before, but when those gates up, you’re nearly overwhelmed by a strong smell of death and that’s saying something given the battlefields you’ve been on and the carnage you’ve engaged in.
“Sorry about the smell General, but we’ve been having some problems with our furnaces lately, among other things, so the dead bodies have been piling up. Good thing they’re so small eh?” one of the guards that lets you in remarks with a laugh.
As the gnomes are herded in you take a look around the “yard” and indeed you do see the largest pile of rotting gnome bodies you’ve ever seen. Nearby you see other guards busily attempting to load the bodies into carts to take them somewhere for proper disposal. Meanwhile you also see what you assume to be small dwellings for the prisoner gnomes since you see pitiful versions of them peeking out at times.
All in all, it’s not a pretty sight, but the smell is still the worst of it. Shit, piss, vomit, blood, rot, and putrification are all in full force, but none of this horror is bothering you. There is something else going on here that feels severely unnatural that’s causing you to feel off. Maybe its magic, you don’t know, but something about the place tells you it’s more than just an oversized execution center.
Just as you’re about to leave, you’re approached by dirty, unkept looking man with wild facial hair and even wilder hair on his head. He’s dressed in medium chainmail armor and large battle axe is on his back. With him are a couple of larger ugly brutish looking creatures. They aren’t green, so you know they aren’t orcs. Ogres perhaps, but you weren’t aware there were any that lived in this region let alone “tamed”.
Then it suddenly occurs to you who this is…
“Its you! The Harbinger of Death! The Emperor’s right hand and weapon of righteous justice! It’s been a long time! Oh we heard stories about you even all the way up in Rask! What brings you here? Are you assigned here now?” he asks excitedly.
This is Kane, the Butcher of Rask. He’s nearly unrecognizable from when you last remember him. You’ve heard the stories about him as well and from his unhinged looking appearance they might be true. Though he seems to be quite friendly with you, which you wouldn’t expect given the tales you’ve heard.
“Hello Kane, it has been a long time. I have not been assigned here; I’m just dropping off these prisoners because the Emperor considers it of vital importance that I do it. But I thought you were assigned in Rask.”
“Oh no need for me there any longer, we pretty much tamed everything there, well as much could be, but rest assured the Empire isn’t suffering from routine ogre and giant attacks there anymore. These two big lugs here are proof of that. And the barbarian tribes have been completely wiped out along with those pitiful attempts at secessionist movements! Not that those were ever a serious threat.”
“Well that’s good. I’m glad to hear you were so instrumental in making positive changes for the Empire.” You say.
“Me? I was just doing what I was supposed to right? I mean killing the enemies of the Empire and slaughtering those that oppose it is what we’re here for! But I don’t need to tell you that, you know duty to the Emperor better than anyone! Anyway with Rask tamed they said my talents would be better spent elsewhere so I assumed I would be sent to the Felkan front to fight or even lead, but I didn’t expect to be sent here. Still I’m just happy to be doing my part!”
“That’s a good attitude to have Kane. So…what exactly do you do here?”
“Nothing much, just make sure the gnomes don’t escape. None of them have either. We’ve got lots of things in place to make sure of that. Other than that I oversee the day to day operations. Not quite as exciting as my days in Rask, but I dunno…”
At this point Kane looks at the large pile of dead gnome bodies on the other side of the yard and sort of zones out for a moment. He then begins to smile a bit before continuing.
“It has its benefits.”
“I see.”
“Would you like a small tour? You know, just so you can maybe let the Emperor know or whoever that everything is running smoothly here?”
“I don’t think that will be necessary. It looks like you’re doing a fine job here, besides I…”
Before you can finish that old familiar voice that you’ve come to dread speaks.
“Hey lover, it’s about time you got here. Your services are needed for something most important.” Mistress says. Normally you’re on your guard, but somehow she snuck up behind you and startles you even though you attempt not to show it. Naturally this amuses her.
“Aww did I scare you? Glad to see some things never change.” Mistress says as she attempts to stroke your face.
“What do you want and why are you here?” you ask slapping her hand away.
“Sent here by the Emperor for something oh so important to him. You didn’t think you were just brought here to escort these pathetic gnomes to their deaths did you? You’re needed here for something else.”
“I was simply told to escort the prisoners, nothing more nothing less. I don’t have time for whatever fucked up games you want to play with me.”
“I assure you this is no game this…” Mistress stops speaking and looks at Kane as if wondering why he’s still around.
“Don’t you have something better to do like counting up the new prisoners or something? Why don’t you and your two equally dimwitted friends go eat some gnomes or whatever it is you do, the superior beings are speaking now.”
While you’re a little surprised that Mistress referred to you as a “superior being” you’re more surprised by Kane’s reaction. Given what you know about Kane’s reputation you’d expect him to at least show a little anger towards Mistress even if he didn’t display any disobedience. Kane shows nothing but subservience though.
“Apologies Mistress, I will leave you two alone.” Kane remarks and gives a nod to you and quickly turns away motioning to his ogre guards to follow while bellowing an order to another nearby guard. Mistress shakes her head at all this.
“I don’t know how Jacob convinced the Emperor to let that miserable creature oversee this place rather than putting him down like a mad dog like he deserves.”
“Why would he be put to death? From what I’ve heard and seen he’s a completely loyal soldier who has done much for the Empire. His deeds in Rask alone prove that.”
“Not feeling sympathetic towards your old classmate are you? Yes he was useful, but he’s a loose cannon and such factors shouldn’t be allowed to thrive. Given your own suggestions on using the orcs as sword fodder to keep them from being a problem in the future I would think you’d see the wisdom in such things.”
“The orcs were numerous and a genuine threat because of their chaotic nature. Kane is a loyal Eternal even if he does have a reputation for being overly bloodthirsty and even cruelty. And I would think that last one would be a mark in his favor given that you have that in common.”
Mistress chuckles at your remark.
“You comment asides, Kane is still not like either of us. He’s…well perhaps we can discuss such things at another time and in any case its not my concern, what is my concern is this ritual I need your help with.”
“You? You need MY help? You’re actually saying that?”
“(Sigh) Yes, is it so hard to believe? The Emperor needs us to perform a soul banishment ritual. I’ve practically been doing all the prep work myself for a while now, since all of the mages sent to help have been unsurprisingly not up to the task. When you start using magic involving souls it can get taxing even for the most skilled. It’s also been ages since I’ve performed one of these and its obvious that you were the best candidate to help me.”
You can’t believe what you’re hearing and at this point you’re wondering if the Emperor really does want you here for what Mistress claims. He never gave such an order to you and it seems like that would be something he’d tell you. Then again you were never given the full report on the troll factory either and he did say he was going to speak with Mistress about her on going attempts at making your life miserable. This might also be another test by the Emperor. Maybe to see if you can put aside personal differences to work together?
“Very well, if it is the Emperor’s wish that we work together then so be it. However, do not mistake my compliance for submissiveness. I am only willing to engage in this task because it is of importance to the Emperor and I am trusting that even you would not lie about something like that for you know that any sort of underhanded trick to kill or harm me in anyway would stir his wrath that I believe even YOU do not want to stir up. Now I suggest we get on with it so we can keep our time together at a minimum.”
“As you wish, but there is no need for hostility or suspicion. As you’ve said the Emperor would be quite angry indeed if I caused you harm in anyway, not that it’s ever been my intension contrary to popular belief.”
“Is this some sort of new tactic of yours? Acting civil in some vain attempt to get on my good side? Don’t bother, you’ll never be on it.”
“I’m getting that impression, but perhaps we can still talk about this later, for now let’s get on with this as you suggested. Follow me, I’ll take you to where we need to be.”
You follow Mistress to one of the larger buildings where a lot of smoke is coming from and guards are periodically wheeling gnome bodies into. Large furnaces burn the countless bodies. As you walk through the crematorium, you notice that there are a few gnomes that aren’t quite dead yet, but are being thrown into the furnaces anyway. Eventually you come to a set of stairs going down.
“Down here unfortunately.” Mistress remarks and you follow her down a long flight of stairs to a great open room lit by several candles Along two of the wall you see hundreds of jars with what looks to be wisps inside. They all give off a faint blue glow making the need for candles somewhat unnecessary.
“I hate these designs by Marik, he can’t think past his derro mindset and create something that doesn’t have an underground portion to it.” Mistress remarks. “Personally I would’ve rather had something like this right in the center of the yard so that all those little gnomes could see just exactly what is going to happen to them every day. I mean its one thing to know they’re going to die, but it’s truly a thing of beauty when you completely obliterate something wouldn’t you agree?”
“What exactly are you talking about?”
“Why those souls that you see on the walls of course! Can’t very well perform a soul banishment ritual without souls obviously.”
“Those wispy things are souls?”
“Yes, hundreds of little souls. Souls that I’ve had to drag out of hundreds of little gnomes. No little feat though, as I said magic involving souls gets draining very fast. Ranks up there with healing magic and other branches of necromancy…I need you to stand over there on the line of that circle across from that wall.” Mistress says pointing over to a large circle on the floor.
You slowly step over to where Mistress has told you to be. Given how much you’ve been following her orders you half feel like you’re back in her class. Though her attitude is much different and that’s been bothering you since this encounter. Surely she’s up to something and there has to be angle in it for her. If she isn’t up to something you can only believe that the Emperor’s talk really put the fear into her.
Mistress stands to the left of you on the line of the circle across from the other wall of souls and tells you that she’s going to begin the ritual all she says she needs from you is to provide support and make sure none of the souls get away.
“Get away?”
“You don’t think they’re going to just let themselves get banished to oblivion do you? They’re probably already pissed about being trapped in magic jars. Now concentrate!”
Mistress begins to chant something in a language you’re not familiar with and you’ve heard the svelk language before. The wisps in the jars begin to get even more agitated and the faint glow they give off begins to get brighter. You begin to get images of torment invading your head all at once.
You see exactly everything that’s been happening to the gnomes here, the torture, the humiliation, the executions and now ultimate annihilation. Even from what little you’ve seen from being in this place, your years on the battlefield and even your own brutal childhood training, its still pretty gruesome and sadistic, but it isn’t the images that are currently affecting you. It’s the voices…
“Help us! Free us! It’s her, she did this! Stole our souls to destroy! Hate her! Kill her! You could kill her. You hate her too. Do it! If not for us or any sort of moral conscience then for yourself. We can see what she did to you. She will always torment you and you will never know rest from her until she is dead. She could die right now. Nobody would know and no one would care.” you hear several voices saying to you all at once and right now you don’t have much reason to not follow their suggestions.
If Mistress was to die, it could easily be explained away after all accidents happen all the time when performing dangerous magic. And it is true she’s not likely to be missed by anyone save perhaps the Emperor, and you doubt he would for very long.