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=== Timed events === {{TEheader}} {{TErow| 1 |Intro|There was a time when my soul was as dark as they come, when my heart was consumed with hatred. It brought my downfall and now that I've had the chance to live beyond the normal lifespan of a human, I've seen that my actions have scarred the world and its people as well.<p>Those who I have harmed the most, besides my own people, are the [[Mudland]]ers. Today they are the nameless slaves of the world, without an identity of their own. Their short lives are filled with endless labour and pain.<p>Finally the [[Ancestors]] are giving me a chance to make amends. I entered the swamp dressed as one of their own [[Beastmaster]]s, a sword in my hand to shatter the chains around the necks of the [[Mudland]]ers.}} {{TErow| 3 |Day 3|To mount a proper rebellion, I need the word of our fight to spread among the [[Mudland]]er slaves so they will be ready for my arrival. Unfortunately, the laws of the slavers don't allow slaves to loiter in groups of more than three, and anyone caught talking softly to each other is immediately whipped.<p>But I shouldn't have underestimated the determination of these creatures. Even after hundreds of years of slavery, they have been able to summon strength from somewhere deep within and spread the word despite the punishment.}} {{TErow| 7 |Day 7|We have been able to take some of [[Lord Onsten]]'s mines to help support our rebellion, but I was horrified at what I found inside.<p>The slaves were chained to their work areas, never allowed to leave. They lived where they worked, and ultimately they died there as well. The stench of unwashed bodies was nauseating, and the sight of their frail frames was heartbreaking.<p>Even my people, the [[Barbarian]]s, had not suffered like this under the cruel domination of the [[Wizard]]s of [[Bracaduun]]. I do not think these [[Erathia]]ns are normally evil. They simply have a leader right now who is insane, but that doesn't explain why everyone else allows this brutality to continue.<p>Perhaps when some creature has been a slave for a very long time, people cease to see them as anything but a tool?}} {{TErow| 10 |Day 10|As much as I want to be angry at the [[Erathia]]ns for their treatment of the [[Mudland]]ers, I can't bring myself to feel even slightly enraged.<p>It is, however, my fault. Long ago, when I led my people from their own slavery, I dominated the [[Mudland]]ers simply because I needed more troops to have a chance against the [[Empire of Bracaduun]]. I often used them in the front lines of battle, and when I was finished with them, I abandoned them. It is no surprise that after my death there were too few [[Mudland]]ers to protect themselves. They were enslaved because of their association with me.}} {{TErow| 14 |Day 14|I expected [[Onsten]] to send a message. I've been waiting for it, and I've known the message wouldn't be addressed to me but to the escaped slaves under my command.<p>[[Onsten]]'s message came in the form of a limbless [[Gnoll]]. [[Onsten]] punished him for attempting to escape by chopping off his arms and legs and cauterizing the wounds. Then the poor [[Gnoll]] was abandoned by the side of the road where we would find him. Instead of execution, this [[Gnoll]] was allowed to live for a few days longer simply to cast fear into the other escaped slaves.<p>"Give him a good burial," I commanded.<p>But I could see in the eyes of my troops that they feared they would end up the same way.}} {{TErow| 17 |Day 17|"[[Tarnum]]," my assistant called.<p>We were breaking camp, preparing for another day's march, but I had noticed the troops were moving sluggishly today, so I had sent my assistant to find out why.<p>"What's wrong with them?" I asked.<p>"Rumours. They're getting out of hand ever since we saw that poor tortured [[Gnoll]]. Everyone believes [[Mad King Gryphonheart]] is sending 50,000 troops after us."<p>I almost laughed out loud.<p>"Do you realize what kind of effort it takes to mount an army that large? No, trust me, [[Erathia]] isn't sending an army," I said.<p>"Yeah, but they believe it's true. Many of them are questioning whether it is worth it to fight," my advisor said.<p>"Don't they want their freedom?"<p>"Of course! It's just we've been so long without it. Wearing the chains doesn't seem so bad when compared to having no arms or legs."}} {{TErow| 20 |Day 20|Today, we received word of a massacre.<p>A large group of escaped slaves surrendered themselves to [[Lord Onsten]], begging for mercy. [[Onsten]] placed chains around their necks and put them to work digging a massive hole in the swamp. When they were done, [[Onsten]] ordered all the slaves inside the hole, surrounded them with [[Archer]]s, and killed them all.<p>This news has nearly broken the will of my army. All these people really need is a victory - one glorious defeat of their enemy. I was just going to lead these people out of this land, but now we have to make a stop first.<p>[[Lord Onsten]] has to die.}} {{TErow| 23 |Day 23|I gained a new advisor today.<p>She was a wizened old [[Gnoll]], a retired [[Witch]] named [[Adamina]]. One eye was closed from an old wound, but the other was alert and watchful. Her arthritic hands clutched a cane as she hobbled through the camp. Despite her state of obvious weakness, the others respected and took care of her.<p>She joined my forces when we stopped to water the horses, stepping out of the dense swamp where she lived, and immediately demanded to talk to me.<p>"Proceed with care," she told me, pointing a gnarled old finger my way.<p>"Hope is a dangerous thing," she continued. "Take it from someone and you have already defeated them. Give it to them, and they can do anything! My people are strangers to hope, [[Tarnum Hopewielder]]. Proceed with care!"<p>"They are my people too," I insisted.<p>"Oh," the [[Witch]] said with one eyebrow raised suspiciously, "are they?"}} |}
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