Chaos reigned at Lady Magnolia\u2019s estate outside of Invrisil. Servants of all stations rushed through the expensive and expansive hallways or gathered together talking urgently in small groups. Such confusion was not normal for any location under Magnolia\u2019s\u2014or rather, Ressa\u2019s\u2014authority, which made the scene all that much worse to behold. But perhaps it was inappropriate to describe the situation that way.<\/p>\n
Chaos reigned over the Reinhart estate, pulling it out of its carefully controlled environment. If every house had an owner and every household its own ruler, then Magnolia and Ressa were the two monarchs of the estate. One was a tyrant, the other a generally benevolent ruler with a penchant for sweets. However, their rule had been upset, their authority overturned and chaos had gleefully seized the metaphorical reins and driven the household into madness.<\/p>\n
Or did chaos as an abstract concept rain<\/em> over the household? Yes, perhaps that was it. Chaos, that most insidious of forces, trickled down from the heavens or whatever nebulous plane of existence it resided in, filling the hearts of the people below with confusion.<\/p>\n It was said that Magnolia\u2019s servants were like her fingers. Some, many, were mundane [Maids] and [Manservants] who actually did what their classes suggested. They cooked, swept, and cleaned her many estates and enjoyed a protected, if sometimes unusual, lifestyle under their mistress\u2019s authority. But as anyone in the know knew, some of Magnolia\u2019s servants had\u2026other functions.<\/p>\n They were assassins, spies, warriors, mages, and occasionally, rude. And when they went out into the world at her command, they resolved her issues. Magnolia\u2019s fingers danced across the continent and sometimes the world, influencing events, securing power, removing obstacles\u2014giving her the reputation of \u2018The Deadly Flower Blooming In the North\u2019. That was a rather longwinded way of saying she was a flower, a [Lady], delicate, unsuited to war in her Skills and classes, but nevertheless possessed of thorns.<\/p>\n And she could make her fingers play an exquisite melody if she so chose. So what had let chaos\u2014in any way, shape or form\u2014into her mansion was that the hand that guided said fingers was different today. It was scaly, rather larger, and at the moment, clenching a sheaf of papers as the owner strode about Magnolia Reinhart\u2019s mansion, shouting at people.<\/p>\n It was probably easier to say it that way. There was chaos at Magnolia Reinhart\u2019s household. A simple sentence and easy to grasp. But then, what is chaos without context?<\/em><\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u2014-<\/p>\n \u00a0<\/p>\n \u201cDetails!\u201d<\/p>\n Zel Shivertail\u2019s voice boomed through the hallways, making two [Maids] jump and nearly drop the trays they were holding. They gingerly approached the huge Drake [General], wincing at the volume of his voice as he shouted loudly enough for half the mansion to hear.<\/p>\n \u201cI want details! Get me every report, every message from every city that\u2019s sending soldiers to the front! And if they haven\u2019t written down the exact<\/em> specifications of the soldiers they\u2019re sending\u2014levels, classes, how many per unit, if there are officers leading\u2014send a message back and demand an immediate reply! How hard is it to ask? I don\u2019t care if it\u2019s nightfall\u2014this is a military matter and they should know where their damned soldiers are at all times!\u201d<\/p>\n He whirled and one of the Human [Maids] flinched. Zel stared at her and carefully plucked the single piece of fine white paper off of the tray she held. He looked at it and then bellowed again.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd stop bringing me reports one at a time! Collect them, organize them, and\u2014in the name of the Ancestors, stop<\/em> sneaking up on me like that!<\/em> Raise your voice if you want my attention!\u201d<\/p>\n He turned and the [Maids] both fled at once. Zel raked a hand across the spines on his head and neck, muttering as he read down the short page. He crumpled the delicate and expensive paper with one claw.<\/p>\n \u201cRidiculous! \u2018400 soldiers from the city of Befton will meet at the location provided as requested?\u2019 That\u2019s not a reply! It\u2019s not coded, it\u2019s not specific\u2014what routes are these soldiers taking? Are they [Soldiers] or a militia? Do they have an officer? What are their levels? And when will they arrive? Do Humans not have any sense of organization?<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI believe we do. However, you would not know it to look at my household at the moment. General Shivertail, has it occurred to you that our people do things differently for a reason?\u201d<\/p>\n A calm voice interrupted the [General]\u2019s ranting. Zel Shivertail swung around and pointed a claw at Magnolia Reinhart as she sat in a chair, sipping at a cup of tea. Splayed around her largest sitting room were tables that had been hurriedly carried in and filled with different reports on paper and parchment, communications by [Message] spell across the continent.<\/p>\n It was an impressive sight and being added to every second by servants hurrying into the room. Still, Zel was not happy and so he growled at Magnolia.<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t patronize me, Reinhart. I don\u2019t care if you Humans enjoy dancing around rocks while singing naked in the moonlight\u2014this is a matter of organization and I can\u2019t lead an army if I don\u2019t know where it is or who I\u2019m leading! You promised me an army! This is a nightmare! Don\u2019t you have any [Strategists] or [Lieutenants] or\u2014anyone who could have warned you what a nightmare this was?\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia Reinhart sighed and lowered her cup. Her face was calm and she was sitting still in an elegant dress, but her right foot jiggled\u2014a sign of an impending sugar rush. She put aside her cup and another hand, Ressa\u2019s, took it away before it could be refilled. The [Maid] tilted the cup so she could see the slurry of sugar mixed with tea and grimaced. Magnolia took no notice, but replied quickly and directly, focusing entirely on the Drake.<\/p>\n \u201cWhile I know many such individuals, I do not, as a rule, consult with them on most matters, General Shivertail. I regret to say that I am woefully ignorant of all military affairs, which is why I sought a [General] worthy of the name to lead the army I was raising. My apologies\u2014I thought simply requesting the soldiers would do. I had no idea coordinating their arrivals was so important.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel Shivertail, the famous Lineholder, hero of two Antinium Wars and feeder of hungry Gnoll cubs everywhere, eyed Lady Magnolia sourly but relented. He nodded curtly and adopted a slightly more civil tone.<\/p>\n \u201cI see. My apologies, Lady Reinhart, but this is a critical issue. Your army might actually appear, scattered though it is, but the instant the first group of soldiers arrives they\u2019ll want to have a place to camp, food to eat, orders\u2014and if they don\u2019t have them, it will take days to sort out the disaster that will unfold by the time all of them get there.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia winced and sighed.<\/p>\n \u201cI see. Well, you have my support and my staff has a direct line with every city and town on the continent. I suspect we\u2019ll be waking up many from their sleep\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThey don\u2019t have aides or officers stationed around the clock for calls like these?\u201d<\/p>\n The [General] stared incredulously at Magnolia. She looked at Ressa, and her [Head Maid] shook her head.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m afraid not. Perhaps some cities do, like Invrisil, but there are no laws and it\u2019s very much dependent on the [Mayor] or whatever leadership is in place. Oh dear. I fear we do look rather bad compared to the Drake chain of command, don\u2019t we?\u201d<\/p>\n Zel took a deep breath. Yes, it was true. Humans were disorganized, at least in general. Or maybe it was Drakes who were too organized and judged other species by too high a standard? Whatever the case, Zel had grown up in the south of Izril, where even in the smallest Drake city-states, there was a clear chain of command at all times, the lines of communication were always open, and there was always order<\/em>, even if the orders were incredibly stupid. Whereas here\u2026<\/p>\n He looked around. The pink drapes, purple couches, cream colored walls, and deep red-and-violet carpets in the room made him feel like he was sinking into some kind of primeval swamp. He wasn\u2019t used to elegance, had no sense or vocabulary to describe the subtle colors around him, and really didn\u2019t care for the richness of Magnolia Reinhart\u2019s mansion. Oh, he could admit it was pretty in some ways, but her luxuriant lifestyle was at odds with his simpler outlook.<\/p>\n But here he was. A Drake [General] in a Human [Lady]\u2019s mansion. A first, if you didn\u2019t count stories of Drakes burning and destroying Human settlements during war. He was here in the name of peace, or rather, war for peace. He was her ally and she had invited him here, four hundred miles across the border that was marked by Liscor. And he had accepted.<\/p>\n The world might never be the same. Zel shivered at the thought. How many Drakes would call him a traitor once the news was out? How many Humans would be up in arms? But it had to be done. He was here, talking with one of the most dangerous Human women in existence because he needed her help and apparently, she needed his. To lead her armies, if nothing else.<\/p>\n But still, it was odd. Zel had had the most amazing of introductions to one of Lady Magnolia\u2019s servants\u2014Reynold\u2014when the man had driven up to the gates of Celum, late by over half a day, his carriage practically drenched in Goblin blood. However, he\u2019d given Zel a completely uneventful ride to Magnolia Reinhart\u2019s estate, and she had welcomed Zel with open arms\u2014as soon as she\u2019d had her man Reynold pried from the driver\u2019s seat. They had talked briefly, and Zel had jumped on the first issue he\u2019d spotted.<\/p>\n Rudely, he supposed. Zel sighed. He knew this was not<\/em> how you treated your allies, much less a [Lady], but he was uneasy being around Magnolia and he was a [General], not a [Diplomat]. Zel Shivertail tried to make his tail stop twitching and took stock of the situation again.<\/p>\n \u201cLet\u2019s go over this. You promised me an army. I thought you had one already, but apparently this one is comprised of levies from every city north of Invrisil. And you have delivered if all these [Messages] are to be believed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI do believe they are. It isn\u2019t rare for people to lie to me, but they seldom have the courage to commit it to writing.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia inclined her head, smiling slightly and looking around for her tea cup. Zel grunted sourly.<\/p>\n \u201cWell then, I\u2019ll have an army at least forty thousand strong. But I have to warn you\u2014it\u2019s not going to be a good one. I\u2019d rather have half again as many soldiers to take on the Goblin Lord.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally? Why? I thought we had fine numbers. Or is it the quality of the soldiers you\u2019re unhappy with? I can assure you they\u2019re decent. Probably.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia sat up with a frown. Zel sighed and shook his head. Civilians. He tried to explain patiently, as if he were talking to\u2026Lyonette. Or Erin. Or Mrsha.<\/p>\n \u201cYou have the numbers Lady Reinhart, but that\u2019s not an army. If I had ten thousand young men with swords, would you call that an army? And no, before you speak, it doesn\u2019t matter if they\u2019re all [Soldiers] because they\u2019re all soldiers of different cities. They haven\u2019t trained together, don\u2019t necessarily know the same orders or fight the same way\u2014and I don\u2019t know how many officers there are.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd that\u2019s a problem? You are<\/em> a [General].\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA [General] without a trained army is like a sharp mind and an unresponsive body, Miss Reinhart.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAh. Oh, I do see now. Oh dear.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia frowned. She wasn\u2019t unintelligent, Zel could readily admit. She tapped at her lips and glanced at Zel.<\/p>\n \u201cIf it\u2019s a matter of officers\u2026I can see about levying some from more cities. Will that help, or will their unfamiliarity only exacerbate the issue?\u201d<\/p>\n Zel shrugged.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know. They could be useful\u2026or not. I\u2019m afraid I don\u2019t know how well you Humans train your soldiers. I\u2019ve seen good leadership and bad on the field of battle, but you don\u2019t standardize your training.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhile Drakes do. I am familiar with that. Your military chain of command is quite renowned across the world.\u201d<\/p>\n The Drake grunted in response to the compliment. He looked over another sheaf of [Messages], speaking sourly.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019d give one of my claws for a few Drake [Lieutenants] or a battalion to fight with. A pity no Drake armies could cross north of Liscor without starting a war.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHm. That\u2019s very true. I did think about it, you know. But of all the mercenary groups in Izril\u2014and there aren\u2019t many\u2014the only one of note was Liscor\u2019s own army. And while they are for hire, I\u2019m sure they wouldn\u2019t respond to my requests and if they did\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Zel looked up from the reports.<\/p>\n \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIndeed not.\u201d<\/p>\n The [General] shook his head.<\/p>\n \u201cThat army is\u2026not the kind you want if you value peace. I\u2019m sure they\u2019d manage to start a war if they came north. And given the uniqueness of their army, my Skills as a [General] would be least effective leading them.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat was my understanding. It is a pity though. They are formidable, for all of their detracting factors.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia sighed. She found her teacup at last and wrestled with Ressa briefly before retrieving it. The [Head Maid] reluctantly filled her cup and Magnolia sipped it. She mused out loud.<\/p>\n \u201cHow does the saying go again? One Drake\u2019s trouble, two are a fight, and three will burn your house down?\u201d<\/p>\n She glanced at Zel swiftly, but the Drake didn\u2019t react openly to her comment. He kept reading another report in silence and jotting down notes on another piece of parchment. After a minute he looked up.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat are four Drakes, then?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA war, I believe.\u201d<\/p>\n The [General] grunted. It wasn\u2019t quite a laugh. Magnolia watched him cautiously and flicked her eyes up towards Ressa. The [Maid] shrugged and Magnolia pursed her lips. After another short break she spoke lightly but cautiously.<\/p>\n \u201cWe have not had a chance to speak long I\u2019m afraid, Mister Shivertail.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel didn\u2019t react to being called Mister either. He turned one eye towards her and flicked his tail slightly.<\/p>\n \u201cWe didn\u2019t. My apologies, but I decided to sort this out right away once I realized the issue.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cQuite, quite. But ah, aside from our commitment to work together, you and I have quite a few issues we should discuss.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally? It seems simple to me. You need a [General], I want to kill the Goblin Lord. And Az\u2019kerash. Who you knew was alive for years<\/em> and never did anything about.\u201d<\/p>\n His claws tightened slightly on the parchment and Ressa tensed ever so slightly. Magnolia subtly leaned back to pat her friend on the leg and spoke.<\/p>\n \u201cYes. However, you never gave me a chance to explain my reasoning.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel paused and looked up. Two [Porters] paused with twin stacks of reports. He nodded approvingly and they hurried over to the table in front of him.<\/p>\n \u201cGood. These are\u2014organized? Excellent.\u201d<\/p>\n The Drake blinked in surprise and began crossing off names on the list he\u2019d compiled, checking estimated arrival times with each city and creating a master list, a big picture of his army for him to look at. He wasn\u2019t good at this kind of work\u2014it was the kind of thing he liked to let [Strategists] sort out\u2014but he could do it in a pinch. He got a rhythm going before he addressed Magnolia again.<\/p>\n \u201cFine. Tell me why you let him live.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cA few reasons spring to mind. To begin with, I\u2019m embarrassed to say that I thought he was more your people\u2019s problems than mine and uninclined to start trouble so soon after the last Antinium War.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia leaned forwards, speaking crisply despite the late hour. She gestured to the map of the continent that Zel was using as a reference on one of the tables.<\/p>\n \u201cThis was the same Necromancer who caused so much harm during the Second Antinium Wars and proved so difficult to defeat\u2014and not even kill, it seems. I knew he must have lost nearly all his undead after his defeat, so I was content to let him go into hiding.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd replenish his forces? How long were you willing to wait? Until he appeared and started destroying Drake cities?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHardly. I was more hoping that he would reappear and the Antinium, Drakes, and everyone else in the nearby vicinity would join up to destroy him. You do recall that he made rather fierce enemies of every species on the continent.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI do.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, well, I decided he could be left alone for those reasons. Additionally\u2014he may be powerful, but he is still only one [Necromancer]. The limits of his powers were rather neatly pointed out in the last Antinium War. He can raise a powerful army\u2014one that can level cities and rout lesser armies true, but only one army of finite size. That\u2019s not as grave a threat as six Antinium Hives or a Goblin King, is it?\u201d<\/p>\n Zel caught himself nodding and stopped with a grimace. Magnolia smiled and went on, watching his reactions.<\/p>\n \u201cAdd that to a final consideration, General Shivertail. A [Necromancer] is a powerful mage, but specialized. He can raise armies, but not throw around spells that destroy armies by themselves. He is defined by his creations and while those creations can be terrible, they are linked to him. If the [Necromancer] dies, his army is leaderless, mana-less.\u201d<\/p>\n The pieces clicked. Zel looked up as his brain switched over from corroborating reports to what Magnolia was saying.<\/p>\n \u201cYou were going to assassinate him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIndeed.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia smiled brightly and sipped at her tea cup. She reached out to grab a sugar cube\u2014Ressa snatched the bowl away.<\/p>\n \u201cMy intention was always to kill Az\u2019kerash. Sooner rather than later, but I knew I had only one opportunity, so I wanted to be sure, absolutely sure, of my success. That meant I had a short list of about six individuals who could do the job. I did consider asking an Archmage, but that could be tricky\u2026the problem was that of the six, there were only two I could contract discreetly and be sure of. Neither one accepted my offers, and I did offer quite a lot.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHuh. That\u2019s the problem with [Assassins], I suppose.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel raised a magical quill and scribbled on his list, highlighting a discrepancy for later. Magnolia laughed.<\/p>\n \u201cAs a matter of fact, only one of the six I was considering for the job was an actual [Assassin]. I wanted the best<\/em>, General Shivertail, and I don\u2019t underestimate my foes. My first pick for the job would have been the infamous leader of the Forgotten Wing Company, Three-Color Stalker.\u201d<\/p>\n The Drake looked up and his tail twitched in surprise.<\/p>\n \u201cHer?<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cShe is<\/em> one of, if not the most deadly [Rogues] in existence. And she is more adept at slaying enemy [Commanders] on battlefields than most conventional [Assassins]. Who better to deal with a target that is functionally immune to poison and is no doubt warded with many magical artifacts?\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia swirled the tea around in her cup. It was minty, although you would never have known that with as much sugar as it held. She lifted her cup.<\/p>\n \u201cDo excuse me, Ressa, but pass me the bowl of sugar or I\u2019ll throw this at you. And I should ask again as a good host\u2014would you like tea, General Shivertail? Something else? A snack, perhaps?\u201d<\/p>\n Zel and Ressa both shuddered, having tasted Magnolia\u2019s tea. The [General] was shaking his head and then paused. He looked up. He was<\/em> in the mansion of one of the richest [Ladies] in the world, after all.<\/p>\n \u201cIf you have it\u2026milk with honey.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMilk with honey?\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia blinked. Zel smiled.<\/p>\n \u201cI recently developed a taste for it. Milk with honey, if you have it. Ashfire Bee honey to be precise. And if you have bacon or sausage, wrap it in dough and fry it a bit.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m sure my [Chef] can make that. Ressa, see to it, would you? That\u2019s an intriguing dish. What is it called?\u201d<\/p>\n Zel grinned to himself as Magnolia blinked at him, uncomprehending.<\/p>\n \u201cPigs in the blanket. It\u2019s a Human dish.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot one I know. Ressa? I want some too. Add lots of honey to my milk.\u201d<\/p>\n The [Head Maid] had slipped out the door and whispered briefly with a servant stationed outside. She swiftly returned to Magnolia\u2019s side. Zel eyed Ressa. She was wary of him and he could sense she wasn\u2019t just someone who cleaned around the mansion. Well, whatever. He nodded at Magnolia.<\/p>\n \u201cSo Three-Color Stalker denied your request?\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia sighed loudly.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t believe she ever read it. She\u2019s an odd individual. I sent her a number of cards and paid the [Couriers] to report back on how she received them. As I understand it, she ate<\/em> two of them, gold leaf and all.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s what I said. I\u2019m not sure if it was an insult or just her personality. And she has never replied to me. Well, not in words. I believe after my sixteenth letter she sent me a message back by City Runner. I received a badly decomposed muffin that had been in transit for about six months. It had travelled across the sea by boat and was delivered to my house. I thought it was poison when I got it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHuh. That is odd. I\u2019d heard there was something weird about each of the leaders of the Four Great Companies, but\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Zel frowned as he went back to his reports. A muffin? That was Baleros for you. War-loving freaks. Not that he could really speak as a Drake. He looked up as a thought struck him. It had to be asked.<\/p>\n \u201c\u2026What kind of muffin?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat kind?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWas it blueberry? Plain? Apple? Insect?\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia traded a swift glance with Ressa.<\/p>\n \u201cYou know, I didn\u2019t think to\u2026that could be a clue. Or something. If Commander Foliana\u2014Ressa? Make a note. Find out if anyone recalls what the muffin looked like.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, milady.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel eyed the [Head Maid] as she bowed slightly. He coughed.<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s an interesting maid you employ, Miss Reinhart.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia laughed.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, Ressa? Don\u2019t mind her glaring. She is protective of me. And nagging.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd armed.\u201d<\/p>\n The [General]\u2019s calm look made Ressa shift, and the impassive woman\u2019s face hardened a bit. Magnolia stopped smiling and glanced at Zel.<\/p>\n \u201cShe is my protector, General. Rest assured I didn\u2019t invite you here to kill you. I\u2019d like to think I\u2019m a bit smarter than that.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt never crossed my mind.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel lied as he worked his way down the first stack of papers. He glanced at Magnolia and Ressa again and decided to ask another one of the questions that was on his mind.<\/p>\n \u201cVery well. Say you\u2019ve convinced me your intentions were good around the Necromancer. That still doesn\u2019t explain why you wanted me, a Drake<\/em>, to lead your army against the Goblin Lord. You have capable leaders in the north. Why not let your famous Lord Tyrion Veltras handle the Goblins?\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia\u2019s face went sour at Tyrion\u2019s name and Zel recalled too late that the Five Families weren\u2019t exactly enamored with each other. He cursed internally. Human politics. Even at his best, he could barely stay aware of what went on in Drake lands.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t want to give that idiot a chance to shine, General Shivertail. Moreover, I don\u2019t want a [General] for a few weeks or even a year. I had hoped you would see the long-term benefits of working together.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo your letter hinted. And what exactly did you have in mind?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWell\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia sat up and was about to launch into her carefully-planned speech at last when a knock sounded on the door. She slumped and Ressa scowled at the unlucky interrupter.<\/p>\n \u201cEnter.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYour pardons, Lady Reinhart.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReynold?<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia sat up and Zel turned as Reynold stepped through the door. The [Butler] was wearing a new, pristine suit and his hair had been combed. More to the point, all of his wounds had been healed and he was no longer drenched in blood. He bowed to Magnolia and Zel as a [Maid] stood at his side. Sacra, or as Laken would have known her, Odveig, bowed as well, her eyes flicking to Zel and then to her mistress.<\/p>\n \u201cReynold, I thought you were asleep! You should be resting\u2014thank you for running over those Goblins, by the way. I received a missive from Wales that you had saved quite a number of people by buying them time, but really! You should be asleep!\u201d<\/p>\n The Lady Reinhart wavered between scolding and praising Reynold by turns. He bowed crisply and spoke carefully, keeping his eyes on Zel as the [General] appraised him and Sacra.<\/p>\n \u201cI do apologize, Lady Magnolia, but I was told that General Shivertail was concerned with the state of the levied forces from the cities. As I have experience in that field, I believe I can manage the reports and let the general concern himself with more important issues.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel could tell Reynold and Sacra were both warriors at a glance. The way they stood, the way they looked at him\u2014their uniforms did nothing to hide that from his gaze. He nodded at Reynold as he set down a piece of parchment.<\/p>\n \u201cThank you for driving me\u2026Reynold, is it? Are you a former [Soldier] of some kind?\u201d<\/p>\n Reynold hesitated and behind him, Magnolia\u2019s eyes flicked to him. But then the [Butler] nodded.<\/p>\n \u201cI was a [Lieutenant], sir. An officer in charge of a cavalry unit. I have\u2026experience in combat. And in war. I fought twice against Drakes in the Bloodfields.\u201d<\/p>\n He waited for Zel\u2019s response as the room went still. The Drake stared at Reynold and saw his companion, the [Maid] called Sacra, tense ever so slightly. He simply nodded.<\/p>\n \u201cI understand. I\u2019d be glad to let you take over, Reynold. And can I assume your companion knows war as well?\u201d<\/p>\n Reynold bowed slightly.<\/p>\n \u201cMiss Sacra is also familiar with military matters, General Shivertail. With your permission, we will tabulate a full list for your appraisal within the next few hours.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cExcellent! Thank you, Reynold.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia shot to her feet, clapping her hands lightly. She looked at Ressa and turned to Zel.<\/p>\n \u201cI forgot Reynold and Sacra could be helpful. Do forgive me. Why don\u2019t we let them take over\u2014Ressa, they\u2019ll need stamina potions, food, drinks, whatever they want. But I want those wrapped bacon snacks myself. General Shivertail, let us retire to another location.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel raised his brows, wondering if he should protest. But one look at Reynold and Sacra as they began poring over his work reassured him they were competent. He let Magnolia steer him out of the room and down a corridor.<\/p>\n The next sitting room he found himself in was more intimate, and would have been familiar to Ryoka and Erin. Zel shifted and wondered why the couch had to be pink.<\/em> But he had to admit, he was grateful for a chance to relax and by this point the milk and snacks had arrived.<\/p>\n \u201cOh! What a treat.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia was salivating over the crisp, hot rolls of bacon wrapped in dough. She chewed on one, sipped from her honey and milk drink, and promptly ordered another plate made. Ressa took one look at the bits of bacon and cancelled the order.<\/p>\n \u201cRessa!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou don\u2019t need that much food.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI can have it if I want. Look at General Shivertail. He\u2019s<\/em> eating.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHe\u2019s bigger than you are and a warrior. He can burn the energy. You\u2019ll just get fat. Fatter.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow dare you! This dress is very slimming, I\u2019ll have you know.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes. Too bad it can\u2019t work miracles.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel watched the [Lady] and [Maid] bicker like old friends for a few seconds before coughing. Instantly, both Magnolia and Ressa looked at him, all business.<\/p>\n \u201cSo I\u2019m here to help you kill the Goblin Lord, and then the Necromancer. But from what you keep hinting at, you want more than that. Lady Reinhart, it\u2019s time to stop dancing around before we trip on our tails. What do you really want with me?\u201d<\/p>\n Lady Magnolia Reinhart grew still. She sat across from Zel Shivertail and looked him in the eye. Once, Magnolia had sat at this very couch\u2014or one much like it\u2014and bullied and played games with two young women. That was then. Now, she sat and addressed Zel Shivertail as an equal. Her voice was steady and unadorned with any Skill as she spoke.<\/p>\n \u201cI asked you to join me, Zel Shivertail, because I want to work with you. I have sent you letters\u2014hounded you, I will freely admit\u2014over the years because I wanted you and none other. Not just to guide my armies, but to form an alliance with me. To defend this sorry continent and deal with the many problems of our world. And if you accept, you will be the first.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel sat in his seat, back straight, not touching the snacks or his drink. He looked at Magnolia and felt the hum of danger in the back of his head. It was distinct, far-off. Danger to him? Or someone else? He sensed that he was facing an important decision and wished he was sure of how he\u2019d respond or what she would say.<\/p>\n \u201cThe first? What do you mean by that?\u201d<\/p>\n Lady Magnolia straightened her dress.<\/p>\n \u201cI have sent many letters to many individuals across the world, General Shivertail. But two I have bothered most consistently. It is my hope that if you announce your decision to work with me, the second individual I have contacted will lend his great strength to me. You see, I have a plan that involves you, and you are the first.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWho is the second?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNiers Astoragon. The Titan.\u201d<\/p>\n The name fell into the room and silenced it. Zel felt his heartbeat accelerate as thunder rumbled in his head and pieces started to fall into place. He felt like he was staring at a picture and was only uncovering it one piece at a time. But the grand scheme of it\u2026he wondered whether Magnolia\u2019s ambitions were what Sserys had feared or what he hoped for.<\/p>\n \u201cThe famous strategist of Baleros. Why do you want him?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIsn\u2019t it obvious?\u201d<\/p>\n Zel grunted at Magnolia\u2019s disapproving look. He understood what, but not why.<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cAn army. You want us to lead an army.\u201d<\/p>\n She nodded. Her fingers were laced together, and Ressa was looking from her mistress to Zel. They hid their emotions well, but Zel could tell they were nervous. Magnolia went on.<\/p>\n \u201cIt is similar to a thought exercise, General Shivertail. How would you go about creating the most powerful army? I am no [Strategist], so I thought of an answer that involved people. Two. A world-famous [General] and an unbeatable [Strategist]. Two of the highest-level individuals on the planet, men or rather, a Fraerling and Drake that all recognize as being of sound character and honor. You two could lead any army, and I would give you an army of legends. Magical artifacts, arms, mercenaries\u2026my coffers can fund whatever is needed.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat sounds\u2026plausible.\u201d<\/p>\n It sounded insane. Why would Niers Astoragon, a [Strategist] whom Zel had never met in his life, travel from Baleros to Izril? But if Magnolia was serious\u2014and her eyes were purely focused and honest as far as Zel could tell\u2014she had a point. Still, Zel felt compelled to point out an obvious flaw.<\/p>\n \u201cIf you\u2019re talking hypothetically about a perfect army, even in the abstract, you only have two parts of the puzzle. A [General] to lead and a [Strategist] to coordinate is a solid combination, but the wildcard that can take an army apart is a [Mage]. Without a powerful spellcaster, there are ways to destroy even the best-equipped army.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia smiled.<\/p>\n \u201cI know that. But the [Mage] I already have. I know a\u2026magic user beyond any other. If I had you and Niers, I think he would join too. And there are many more I would reach out to, many whom I think would join once they saw what I was attempting to create. So I would have a leader, a planner, and a spellcaster. Three to lead an army.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd do what? Carve out an empire?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo. To create a resolution to this world\u2019s issues.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel stared. Magnolia steepled her fingers.<\/p>\n \u201cConsider this, Zel Shivertail. In this world of ours, there is war. Always war. From Baleros to Terandria, there is always a conflict going on. And some threaten to destroy entire species. We are threatened by the Antinium, a menace we have never seen before. Twice we have gone to war and twice made peace. But I think you and I know they are planning for a third war. A final war and I am not of the opinion we can be so complacent about them this time.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel thought of Pawn, of Klbkch, Xrn, and nodded slowly.<\/p>\n \u201cNo. They are\u2026changing.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia nodded.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd that is only the tip of the iceberg. In Rhir, the Demons fight with the Blighted King. As they have always done, and yet\u2026there was an attempt on the Blighted King\u2019s life last week. Imagine what would have happened had it succeeded? And the King of Destruction stirs from his slumber at last. Meanwhile, a new [Emperor] has emerged in Chandrar, the Emperor of Sands who already controls a good sixth of the continent. Either one could threaten the world.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou seem to be listing a lot of problems. But is this hypothetical army of yours a solution?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot a hypothetical army, Zel Shivertail. A very real one that could become reality. Nations and species fight, but we do not have<\/em> to. If we could resolve the Antinium issue in Izril, make some kind of peace between Drakes and Humans, we could turn our attention to the real issues in this world! But it is the Antinium and the Necromancer I think of now. The Drakes are disunited and we Humans fight each other. We need a powerful force\u2014beyond what one [Lord] or Walled City can raise. A truly powerful force, one made up of every alliance that can be forged. You and I have seen it before.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cGeneral Sserys\u2019 army.\u201d<\/p>\n Another piece fell into place. Zel walked backwards in time, saw a massive army of Drakes, the hope of the continent. Humans, riding south to fight against a common enemy. Death and silence. A destroyed army and Sserys\u2019 last words.<\/p>\n The past met the present. Magnolia nodded. She had been there too.<\/p>\n \u201cI believe that if we Humans had marched with you, if we had all committed as one or given General Sserys more time, worn down the Antinium by parts rather than risk a final confrontation\u2026perhaps we might be living in a different world. But yes, that is what I refer to. Another army, only this one led by you, Zel Shivertail. One that would either destroy or push the Antinium off this continent for good.\u201d<\/p>\n The idea rocked Zel back in his chair. Not because it was daring, not because it was impossible\u2014but because it was what he had been saying for years. Hadn\u2019t he told those idiots in the Walled Cities and councils the exact same thing? Zel\u2019s words came back to him. Drakes should be uniting against a common foe, forging alliances, focusing on the real threat. He looked at Magnolia and saw her looking at him.<\/p>\n \u201cI have ears throughout the world Zel Shivertail. And what I dreamed of, you shouted. You have been ignored by your people, but I agreed with every word you said. Except that I think the Antinium are only the start.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou want to create a force powerful enough to destroy both the Necromancer and the Antinium? And what then, end the war between our species? End that idiocy at the Blood Fields that happens every year?\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia nodded. Zel shook his head.<\/p>\n \u201cImpossible. Every Drake city would\u2014you\u2019d have to shove peace down their throats while you held a blade in the other hand. And I bet the Humans would be the same.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIf that is what is necessary, I would do it. We must have peace,<\/em> General Shivertail. Peace! This war is senseless and it wastes lives. I would end that.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia\u2019s gaze was steady as she met Zel\u2019s.<\/p>\n \u201cI would open the High Passes and encourage Humans and Drakes to settle in each other\u2019s lands. Peace might not arrive in a year or a decade, but exposure to one another and peace\u2014by whatever means\u2014would bridge old wounds, or so I feel. At the very least, I think the Gnolls would welcome the opportunity to travel the north as well as the south.\u201d<\/p>\n The thought of that\u2014Zel\u2019s mind spun as he imagined the High Passes opened. That would let armies through\u2014but also trade. It would mean war if the Humans and Drakes weren\u2019t already at peace, but if they were\u2026<\/p>\n \u201cAnd what then? You\u2019ll disband the army?\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia snorted.<\/p>\n \u201cHardly. There is far more to do. Far more pressing issues that may well lead to a world war, a conflict between continents. If I could stabilize one continent, I see no reason why I shouldn\u2019t turn my attention to another one.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo say you do. What would you fix?\u201d<\/p>\n Slowly, Magnolia Reinhart began to count on her fingers, her voice echoing in the sitting room.<\/p>\n \u201cThe Demons of Rhir. The Emperor of Sands in Chandrar. The King of Destruction. Those idiots in Terandria, and the state of war in Baleros. Oh, and those disgusting slavers in Roshal too. Those are the major issues I see in the world.\u201d<\/p>\n It was like she was making wishes on a shooting star. Zel shook his head. Any one of those issues was unsolvable in his eyes. Oh, he could see parts of how to fix the issues\u2014smashing the King of Destruction\u2019s armies and beheading that idiot would solve a lot, but the scope of what Magnolia was proposing was\u2026<\/p>\n A [Strategist] like Niers Astoragon could probably see what she was proposing, though. The Titan? Zel had met two Fraerlings in his life. He wondered what the Titan would say. If they met, would they even be able to work together? A good [General] and [Strategist] were like a married couple. If they didn\u2019t agree\u2014<\/p>\n Ridiculous. It would never happen. But part of Zel wondered. Magnolia was<\/em> rich. Niers Astoragon was a mercenary, for all he was a commander. And he was renowned for being able to travel vast distances at the drop of a hat, appearing on a battlefield hundreds of miles away from where he had last been spotted in a day\u2019s time. He was also open to communication. If she sent him a letter, or if Zel did\u2014<\/p>\n Impossible. But the [General] kept listening.<\/p>\n \u201cAn army solves many issues. I have no doubt you and Niers Astoragon could push back the Demon King and rout his armies if you were joined with armies from the other continents. As for Chandrar\u2014the King of Destruction and the Emperor of Sands are already at war. One could destroy the other, but neither can be allowed to overtake the continent. The other issues can be solved with diplomacy, but one must be a world power to make other such powers agree to talk.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia was speaking as if it were all set in stone, as if it were all possible. Zel shook his head.<\/p>\n \u201cYou\u2019re overestimating me, Reinhart. I may be a high-level [General], but I wouldn\u2019t bet on a battle between me and the King of Destruction, even with the Titan commanding my army. You need more than one army.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSo I shall have more. Many more. That is why Izril is the start, General Shivertail. Bring peace to Izril, and I can send five, six, eight<\/em> armies to do battle with the King of Destruction if need be. And other nations will do the same. You see, what I want is peace. And for that, I need an army. Not just one army, but a collective of every nation that wants peace in the world.\u201d<\/p>\n A coalition. Zel shivered. Magnolia went on, her eyes shining with a distant future.<\/p>\n \u201cImagine it. A centralized peacekeeping force made up of forces from all nations. A governing body that exists beyond [Kings] and has the authority and strength to deal with threats to our world. It could be possible. The Goblin Lord and the Antinium are the first step. Eradicate them, and consolidate a base of power, and more will follow. That is why I need you, Zel Shivertail. You can lead an army. You and I represent a force far greater than our individual strengths.\u201d<\/p>\n And like that, she lost him. Zel looked at Magnolia, suddenly broken out of the trance her words had caused. She was still looking ahead, still staring at that vision\u2014and he remembered what Sserys had said.<\/p>\n Peace.<\/p>\n And Zel understood a bit of what had scared his mentor and friend. He shifted, and Magnolia broke off speaking sharply. The moment of\u2014inspiration\u2014flickered out.<\/p>\n The Drake carefully reached out and snagged one of the pigs in the blanket. He bit into it and chewed. It was cold, but the food was still good. And it was grounding. He took a sip and spoke softly.<\/p>\n \u201cIt sounds like an amazing dream, Lady Reinhart. But I\u2019m afraid I don\u2019t quite buy into all of it. I don\u2019t think it will work.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia looked at him and the light in her eyes faded a bit.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy not?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s an abstract idea. It\u2019s a plan with a thousand moving parts. It assumes you will get the Titan\u2019s attention, he will come here, that we won\u2019t all be defeated in a battle, that you can make peace\u2026and that I stay after dealing with the Goblin Lord and Az\u2019kerash.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel sipped at his drink, keeping his tail still. Magnolia stared at him.<\/p>\n \u201cI see. But you agree the Antinium are a threat, don\u2019t you? Why would you\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know if I\u2019ll stay. Because I don\u2019t trust you.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel stood up abruptly. He saw Ressa tense, but Magnolia held up a hand. The [General] ignored Ressa and stared down at Magnolia. She looked up at him, fearless, but wary.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t like you, Human. I don\u2019t mind most Humans, but you I judge from what I\u2019ve heard and seen over the years. I don\u2019t trust <\/em>you, Magnolia Reinhart. You speak of peace, but you would see it through war.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow else?\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia blinked calmly at Zel, and he lost his momentum.<\/p>\n \u201cHow else? What do you mean?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHow else would you do it, General Shivertail? You must know there are foes that will not be dissuaded by any amount of talking. There are tyrants and monsters who wear flesh like costumes and parade around pretending to civility in this world. They must be ended. How else would you do it besides war?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThat\u2019s not what I mean. It\u2019s the fact that you\u2019re<\/em> the one taking charge that I object to.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel shook his head. He felt frustrated\u2014because he partially agreed with what Magnolia had said. And yet\u2014<\/p>\n \u201cNo one person can be above others. Drakes have no [Kings] for that reason. If you went about \u2018solving\u2019 issues and removing whomever you liked, what would make you better than they are? What would allow people to trust you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNothing at all. I understand that. I have a reputation for trickery and underhandedness. I understand that General Shivertail. Which is why I need you and Niers Astoragon. I need people who are what I am not. Honorable, trustworthy. And that is why I propose a council, an alliance of people to manage this attempt, this army. I invited you to my estate as an equal, and I propose that you and I find other equals who can balance our opinions and make the right choices.\u201d<\/p>\n The words made sense, but the mouth they came from\u2014Zel shook his head again.<\/p>\n \u201cNo. I can\u2019t trust that. I will not. Not alone, at any rate.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia rose too, slowly. She was eying him with concern, and he felt like\u2014<\/p>\n A Drake [General] stared at a young Human girl as she held out her hand. Peace. He looked into her eyes and saw war.<\/em><\/p>\n \u201cI won\u2019t agree to your plans. It sounds\u2026unreal. And I don\u2019t trust you. I\u2019m sorry, but I came here for aid against Az\u2019kerash. I will help you with the Goblin Lord, and in exchange you\u2019ll help me with the Necromancer. That is why I came here. More than that I won\u2019t promise.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia took Zel\u2019s words silently. For a few moments she stared at Zel, face impassive, and then she slowly nodded.<\/p>\n \u201cI see.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t mistake me. I think our peoples should work together. But you\u2014I won\u2019t ally myself with you blindly. If I did commit to an alliance, if I even thought about raising an army and tying my name to yours for a greater cause\u2014it would have to be after I talked to the Titan himself. Him and this \u2018magic user\u2019 you\u2019re hinting about.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia\u2019s eyes widened. Zel turned to her and bared his teeth.<\/p>\n \u201cYou have too many secrets, Reinhart. I don\u2019t trust you at all. But I will admit\u2014you make sense. And you have money, which funds armies and wins wars. Given that\u2014if you can introduce me to people I can trust, I might, might<\/em> come back with them and agree to your insane plan.\u201d<\/p>\n Lady Magnolia Reinhart\u2019s face was completely blank for a second, and then she burst out laughing. It surprised Zel so much he took a step back and nearly tripped onto the couch. Magnolia sat, chuckling, and Zel saw her wipe tears out of her eyes.<\/p>\n \u201cOh dear. That is the most\u2014Ressa, I hoped for fortune and I received something like it. You want to meet my magic user and the Titan? Well, I can\u2019t promise either, but I will ask! And oh my, if I arranged such a meeting\u2026time to use every carrot and stick I think, Ressa.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIndeed, milady.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel glared suspiciously at the two Human women.<\/p>\n \u201cWhat\u2019s so funny? Who is this magic user?\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia shook her head and brushed away a tear with a finger.<\/p>\n \u201cSecrets, my dear General Shivertail. I cannot reveal who he is\u2026yet. And I have a few more matters I\u2019d gladly discuss with you and him\u2014perhaps that\u2019s the very key to getting him to agree, Ressa. Bring up the children\u2014I\u2019m sure I could get one of them to give him one of their devices if he\u2019d agree\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOne of those \u2018tablets\u2019, perhaps?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIndeed. Why, we could arrange it within the week if we put everything together. After the Goblin Lord of course, but if we sent Reynold to collect one and I sent a [Message]\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n The two were suddenly chatting with each other, talking about the magic user. Zel couldn\u2019t make heads or tails of the conversation though, and cleared his throat. Magnolia broke off and smiled apologetically.<\/p>\n \u201cDo forgive me General Shivertail. But I think I can convince you after all. As for the Titan\u2014I will indeed try to talk to him.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2026see. Well, I\u2019m willing to meet with either one.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel wasn\u2019t sure what he was talking himself into, but curiosity had taken hold and\u2026he was already in trouble for coming this far. He might as well have something to show for it. Magnolia nodded briskly, suddenly all business. She looked at Zel\u2014far more concretely now, and with none of the idealism she\u2019d shown when talking about the future.<\/p>\n \u201cFor now it seems like we are allies of convenience, General Shivertail. I\u2019ll give you an army\u2014ragtag and disorganized though it may be\u2014and you\u2019ll help me deal with the Goblin Lord. After that, we can discuss Az\u2019kerash.\u201d<\/p>\n She hesitated and raised a finger.<\/p>\n \u201cI may <\/em>also need you to squish an annoying pest that\u2019s popped up close to my lands. I seem to have a problem with [Emperors], or at least one\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n Zel folded his arms in disgust. One second she was talking about peace, the next\u2026an [Emperor]? How? Wait, hadn\u2019t he heard Erin saying something about an [Emperor] to Ryoka one time? It had been a passing conversation\u2026Zel brushed that aside for the moment.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m not your sword to be pointed at anyone you please, Reinhart. Besides, you\u2019re the scion of a famous house. Why can\u2019t you assassinate them in the middle of the night or crush them yourself?\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia smiled in embarrassment.<\/p>\n \u201cI ah, seem to have a problem with loyalty and hired killers at the moment. Which is another problem I\u2019d like to discuss\u2014as for dealing with him myself, I was<\/em> aware of the issue, you know. I had hoped he\u2019d be content with a village or two, but it seems this damnable Goblin situation has sent people rallying to his banners. And while I\u2019m sure our cultures are different, you must agree that attacking a local hero is not generally helpful to one\u2019s reputation.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTrue. So why deal with him at all? You\u2019re afraid he\u2019ll take your lands? Can\u2019t you\u2026talk to him?\u201d<\/p>\n Zel grunted. Magnolia hesitated.<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t like [Emperors]. Every one I\u2019ve met has had a few tricks up their sleeves. Nasty ones. And as a [Lady], I am regrettably disadvantaged when opposing them. Hierarchies and social classes, you know. I prefer not to get near this one if I can. I had a particularly bad experience with the Emperor of Sands in Chandrar. You know, the new one? He was quite objectionable and I had trouble dealing with him. Of course, she<\/em> was worse now that I think of it\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n That was another odd statement that didn\u2019t make sense unless you knew more about the Emperor of Sands. Zel shook his head.<\/p>\n \u201c[Emperors] are none of my business. Goblin Lord, Necromancer\u2014that\u2019s all I\u2019ll help you with. You want to deal with him, do it yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cCheapskate.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel grew exasperated.<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t you have a Skill that controls other people? Use that on him. I\u2019ve heard about you and your charmed words.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cBelieve me, I would if I could, but my Skill is not powerful enough to sway anyone with a powerful class\u2014or strong will. I\u2019ve learned that the hard way recently.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia made a face, which surprised Zel.<\/p>\n \u201cI would have thought a high-level [Lady] would have more persuasion Skills than that.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, Skills.<\/em> I have lots of those, but charming others isn\u2019t a vital Skill for me by any means. I have Skills in far more useful areas, I\u2019m pleased to say.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cSuch as?\u201d<\/p>\n She clicked her tongue dismissively.<\/p>\n \u201cSkills that boost the welfare and safety of my lands, Skills that help me train servants, protect myself, manage my estates\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd your highest-level Skill?\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia Reinhart hesitated and eyed Zel for a second.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy do you want to know?\u201d<\/p>\n He shrugged.<\/p>\n \u201cWe are allies. It\u2019s helpful to know what your best Skill is. I\u2019m sure you know mine.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cHmm\u2026I suppose so. Very well. My highest-level Skill is [Aegis of Grace].\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m unfamiliar with it.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNot surprising. It\u2019s a powerful Skill that extends across my lands. To simplify, it wards off attack from any settlement affiliated with me. Thus, my mansion, Invrisil, and other holdings deter casual [Bandits], monsters, and other unsavory groups from attacking them. Attacks do occur of course, but that is one of the reasons why Invrisil has grown so prosperous of late. Adventurers do their bit, but my Skill\u2014and the reputation I have worked so hard to dismay you with\u2014also protects my people.\u201d<\/p>\n Was that a joke? Zel blinked and nodded. Magnolia smiled at him.<\/p>\n \u201cIt may not seem like much considering your Skills can literally turn the tide of battle, but I suspect one of the reasons why all these Goblins have been raiding other settlements and cities is due to that Skill. After all, peace brings prosperity and with enough money I can do a great deal.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI can appreciate that. Thank you for telling me.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel nodded to Magnolia. She dipped her head graciously, and then put down her empty cup and stood up.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I do believe that was a profitable little talk. However, I think that you and I have gone over\u2026most of the points we wished to discuss. You aren\u2019t beholden to me, and I am your ally of circumstance. For now.\u201d<\/p>\n Her eyes twinkled and Zel suspected she planned to turn him into an ally for good. But he made no comment, simply rising to his feet.<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m fine with that. If you\u2019ll show me the way, I\u2019ll finish assessing my army and sending out instructions\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh psht. That can wait. Reynold and Sacra are very good at their jobs and I have something for you. I was going to give it to you tomorrow, but I suppose that since we\u2019re tentative allies, now is the best time. You do need to know what you\u2019re working with, after all. Follow me.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia was either a night owl or she\u2019d had far too much sugar, because she strode towards the doors and down the hallway at a brisk pace. Zel followed, his legs and tail almost asleep. Magnolia led him down a flight of stairs, through a hallway full of [Maids] and [Servants] who stared at Zel, past a Gnoll [Maid]\u2014<\/p>\n \u201cA Gnoll [Maid]?\u201d<\/p>\n Zel had to take a step back to look at that. Magnolia walked back to him as he saw a Gnoll [Maid] serving a plate of food to a man dressed all in black in a small sitting room. Both Gnoll and Human glanced up and froze as they saw Zel peeking in. He turned away and saw Magnolia and Ressa peeking as well.<\/p>\n \u201cOh, don\u2019t mind her. Bekia\u2019s been in my service for years. As for the rather young and nervous [Assassin] there\u2014that\u2019s Theofore.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cTheofore?\u201d<\/p>\n Zel looked blankly at the [Assassin], who\u2019d gone pale at the sight of a famous Drake [General]. Zel tried to remember what the open bounty on his head was and forgot. He\u2019d gutted more than one [Assassin] after his life, which was probably why the young man was so afraid. Magnolia nodded sympathetically.<\/p>\n \u201cA young fool. I have some\u2026trouble with the Assassin\u2019s Guild, and he was blindingly unaware of the entire affair. Suffice it to say he\u2019s marked for death by his own guild, which is why I\u2019m letting him stay here. Rather charitable of me I know, but I suppose I\u2019ll need at least one [Assassin] once I\u2019m done cleaning up.\u201d<\/p>\n Both Zel and Theofore eyed Magnolia as she turned away. The [General] followed Magnolia into the main hallway, and then, to his surprise, out of the doors and into the garden.<\/p>\n \u201cWhy are we going out here?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, don\u2019t worry\u2014I keep my estate\u2019s weather controlled by magic.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia reassured Zel without answering the question as she strolled out into a pleasant, cool night that was at odds with the dour wet cold of the fleeing winter outside of her mansion. Zel followed her into a veritable labyrinth of hedges, flowers, and trees, staring at a giant cloud floating very low overhead.<\/p>\n \u201cYou have a lot of magic in your mansion.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, don\u2019t I? I collect it. Mind the ground\u2014looks like the cloud\u2019s just been through. Oh, and Ressa, do make sure it doesn\u2019t shoot lightning by accident, will you? I\u2019d hate for anything to strike our [General], especially as he is wearing armor.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel eyed the passing raincloud warily and walked a few steps away from it. Magnolia was preoccupied, however. She walked through a hedge maze, calling out loudly.<\/p>\n \u201cNalthal! Nalthaliarstrelous! Please don\u2019t make me call your full name again! Where are you?\u201d<\/p>\n There was a rustle and Zel turned and saw a dour-looking old man in dirty robes appear out of the hedges like a dirty, scruffy ghost. Unlike every other servant in Magnolia\u2019s employ, he was not professional, did not bow to her when he appeared, and instead leaned on the hoe he was carrying and glared at Magnolia, Ressa, and Zel all at once.<\/p>\n He made the Drake\u2019s scales prickle. Magnolia smiled as she greeted Nalthal, her [Gardener]. The old man grunted as she approached.<\/p>\n \u201cNalthal, I do apologize for the late hour, but I was hoping you had my two you-know-whats around here? In the maze perhaps? And I\u2019ll need the rest of the artifacts my grandfather gave me.\u201d<\/p>\n The old [Gardener] grunted and eyed Zel. The [General] felt his scales prickle again and took two steps backwards. Magnolia frowned.<\/p>\n \u201cOh please, General. Nalthal doesn\u2019t smell that <\/em>bad. Although I do agree he is rather\u2026pungent.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s not that. I\u2019m just getting out of his range.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel folded his arms and stared hard at the \u2018gardener\u2019. He noticed Ressa was also standing away from the old man. Nalthal muttered something incomprehensible and scratched at one armpit. Magnolia looked at him and then at Zel and her eyes widened.<\/p>\n \u201cOh! Warrior\u2019s instincts, is it? Ressa hates standing near Nalthal too. Although that may be the smell again\u2026Nalthal, I do appreciate your display of animosity, but my grandfather\u2019s things?\u201d<\/p>\n He grunted irritably at her. Unperturbed, she poked him and he shuffled off through the hedge maze. Ressa brought up the rear and Zel kept narrowing his eyes at the [Gardener]\u2019s back. There was definitely a field around him that Zel didn\u2019t want to enter. He looked at Ressa as the [Maid] frowned at Nalthal\u2019s back.<\/p>\n \u201cExcuse me. Miss Ressa. That [Gardener] is a warrior, isn\u2019t he?\u201d<\/p>\n Ressa nodded shortly.<\/p>\n \u201cHe is. Although he\u2019s no warrior, but rather a mage.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cReally? What kind?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201c[Druid].\u201d<\/p>\n Zel paused. He looked around at the garden, and realized it was not so much a beautifully tended delight of flowers, but an infestation of greenery just barely curtailed from overgrowing the mansion.<\/p>\n \u201cAnd she lets him tend her gardens?\u201d<\/p>\n Ressa\u2019s face said it all. Nalthal, the dangerously irritable [Druid], led them through the maze and several twists and turns. It didn\u2019t seem that protected, but Magnolia explained to Zel as he walked.<\/p>\n \u201cYou see, I had a break-in last month\u2026terrible business and I have some rather powerful artifacts here, so I decided to place them with Nalthal. I do have a treasury, but some of the items are ah, rather large and Nalthal is quite good at his job. I believe his shrubbery ate two [Assassins] when they attacked. Oh, here we are!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAncestors!<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Zel roared and nearly dove out of the way as he rounded a bend in the maze and came face-to-face with a giant metal monster. A Golem, a monster with knives for hands and a huge metal body inscribed with runes and armored like a Dullahan, stared down at him. A glowing white light shone from its mouth\u2014it had no head, just a giant opening which was its mouth and eyes and face all at once.<\/p>\n It was huge. And it was one of a pair. The second battle Golem loomed over Zel, a mass of metal and magic that shone with inactivated spells and deadly intent. The [General] backed up fast from the two Golems, staring at Magnolia.<\/p>\n \u201cDead gods, are those War Golems? <\/em>Where did you get these things from?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh, the Reinhart family vaults of course. I have a grandfather\u2014whom I would very much like to kill if you and Niers do agree to join me\u2014who has a few lying about. I thought they would be a fine addition to the army. They certainly are good at killing things.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia twinkled at Zel. She walked over to the hulking War Golems without fear. That was more than Zel could do\u2014his heart was beating out of his chest as he recalled stories of how War Golems would wade through armies leaving a trail of death in their wakes.<\/p>\n Ressa clearly had heard the same stories, because she was eying the huge metal monsters with the same trepidation. Both War Golems were over twelve feet tall and were more than a match for any monster they encountered. Only Nalthal\u2019s overgrown hedge maze could have hidden them. The [Druid] seemed unimpressed with the War Golems as well. He kicked one and walked around it, muttering as Magnolia explained.<\/p>\n \u201cI requisitioned some soldiers from my estate as well. They\u2019re already at the meeting place\u2014oh dear, I hope they have food\u2014well, I\u2019m sure they\u2019ll be fine. They\u2019re [Knights], and [Mages]. A small force and they don\u2019t see combat much, but they are well equipped.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd the two War Golems? They\u2019re for me?<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n Zel stared upwards, scarcely able to believe a relic from the past would be put under his command so easily. If he\u2019d had both of them before, Ilvriss would have thought twice about attacking him. Any army would. A War Golem was worth at least a thousand soldiers used correctly. Ancestors, no wonder Magnolia Reinhart could speak about creating a perfect army! Give him a hundred War Golems and he\u2019d take down a Walled City!<\/p>\n Well, maybe not a Walled City, but anything up to that point\u2014Zel\u2019s mind spun with the possibilities of how he\u2019d use them in battle. He wondered what a [Strategist] would make of them.<\/p>\n Magnolia smiled, and then turned as she saw Nalthal dragging something across the ground. She cried out in dismay.<\/p>\n \u201cOh come now Nalthal! That\u2019s not the way to treat General Shivertail\u2019s armor!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMy what?\u201d<\/p>\n Zel looked over and saw Magnolia fussing over a huge and clearly magical breastplate. She couldn\u2019t lift it herself, so Ressa and Nalthal had to pick it up. It was dirty, but the dirt couldn\u2019t hide the impressive nature of the armor. The golden-red metal shone<\/em> in the dark night, and seemed to blaze as if a flickering fire was right in front of the armor. Nalthal sneered at it and nearly dropped his end until Ressa kicked him.<\/p>\n \u201cThis is a set of armor from the Reinhart vaults, General Shivertail. I selected it myself. It\u2019s a powerful artifact and\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s stolen.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel folded his arms. Magnolia blinked and broke off.<\/p>\n \u201cExcuse me?\u201d<\/p>\n The Drake [General] glared at Magnolia and Ressa alike. He pointed to the armor with a trembling claw.<\/p>\n \u201cI recognize that armor! That is the Heartflame Breastplate, one of my people\u2019s national treasures! We thought it was lost after General Ironscales was slaughtered and her corpse disappeared two centuries ago\u2014you Humans had it this entire time?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh dear. Did we Ressa?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cProbably.\u201d<\/p>\n The [Maid] shrugged and glared at Nalthal as he dropped his end of the armor and stomped away. She offered it to Zel unapologetically.<\/p>\n \u201cThe Reinharts steal everything. Regis Reinhart acquired it and we had no idea it was in his possession until we asked. It\u2019s yours now.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cMine?\u201d<\/p>\n Zel stared at Magnolia in disbelief. He lifted the breastplate gingerly in his claws. It was indeed heavy, but if legends were true, it could stop an enchanted lance thrust to the heart without a problem. Magnolia smiled at him as the Drake looked at her in disbelief.<\/p>\n \u201cOf course! The Golems are here to protect you and the breastplate should help you in battle if it\u2019s that famous an artifact. I\u2019m hardly one to be stingy with my wealth, General Shivertail, and you deserve to have as many artifacts as one of the Lords of the Wall in your Walled Cities.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAnd wear a hundred rings and amulets at all times? Hardly. But I will take this armor. I don\u2019t need enchanted gear, but this\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n It was like he was a small child again and being given an actual magic sword. Zel\u2019s claws trembled as he unbuckled his breastplate. Once upon a time Sserys had ordered a set of magical armor made for Zel and he had refused. He didn\u2019t need armor thanks to his Skills. But this?<\/p>\n When Zel stood, his armor burned on his chest and he felt warm, stronger. Magnolia clapped her hands in delight and Ressa carefully wiped some dirt off of the gleaming enchanted metal. Zel looked at her and felt conflicted.<\/p>\n \u201cYou have a thousand magical artifacts, Reinhart. Countless secrets, powerful servants, and more wealth than I can dream of. How is it that you haven\u2019t taken over this continent already?\u201d<\/p>\n The Deadly Flower of the North smiled at Zel and he thought she looked rueful. Just for a second.<\/p>\n \u201cHonestly? Because money cannot buy everything, Zel Shivertail. I have artifacts, yes. Money, yes. Servants? Oh, they are strong, but they are not champions. The Goblin King swept through these lands because he was mighty. I am a [Lady], not a warrior, General Shivertail. To back up my charming words and wealth, I need a sword, an army. Do you see why I approached you?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI do. But I\u2019m sorry to say\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYes, yes. You\u2019re not my sword. Not yet.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia waved a hand, looking put out. Zel grinned. He opened a claw and looked up at the War Golems.<\/p>\n \u201cI was going<\/em> to say that you don\u2019t have a sword. I\u2019m a defensive [General]. If you want offense, get the Titan or bring back Sserys. I hold the line. Occasionally I charge into the enemy and redefine the line, but I\u2019m best suited defending. You have a shield, Reinhart.\u201d<\/p>\n She looked at him, her lips pursed, hands on hips.<\/p>\n \u201cI know that I should appreciate that statement as it is, but a shield hardly sounds useful for dealing with a Goblin Lord.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cNo? You can give me one and I\u2019ll beat him to death with it.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel grinned and flexed his claws. He felt ready for a battle. The Goblin Lord might have an army, but Zel did too. Probably. And he had two War Golems, magic armor, and\u2026well, that was about it. He just needed his claws and he\u2019d tear a hole in that Goblin Lord\u2019s chest.<\/p>\n At least, he hoped he would. In the worst case he might have to avoid a battle. It depended on the Goblin Lord\u2019s army and how strong they\u2019d be when Zel\u2019s forces met him. Forty thousand soldiers was good, but the [General] hadn\u2019t lived as long as he had by taking stupid risks. You took stupid risks only when you had no other choice.<\/p>\n \u201cWell, I think I\u2019ve got a few more things to think on. Lady Reinhart, shall we return to your mansion? I have a battle to plan.\u201d<\/p>\n Magnolia smiled at him.<\/p>\n \u201cCall me Magnolia, will you? And I will call you Zel. After all, we are allies and, I hope, friends.\u201d<\/p>\n Zel stared at her. Magnolia smiled. He coughed.<\/p>\n \u201cNo. We\u2019re not friends.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n Her smile vanished. Zel shuffled his feet. Ressa snorted.<\/p>\n \u201cWe\u2019re not friends, Reinhart. I still don\u2019t trust you.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOh come now!\u201d<\/p>\n She tried to grab his arm and he walked away. Magnolia sighed loudly.<\/p>\n \u201cWe are allies! Comrades-in-arms! I gave you that armor!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou can\u2019t even lift my armor.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI am trying<\/em> to be friendly.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYou don\u2019t have to be. We\u2019re allies, not bedfellows.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cThis is really distressing me, Zel. I felt we had reached an understanding, a connection.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cDon\u2019t call me that, please.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cZel\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019m going back to the mansion.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cFine! Unbelievable.<\/em> Stubborn Drakes. Ressa, let\u2019s go.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOkay.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cRight. We\u2019re off. General Shivertail? Which way are\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cI don\u2019t know. Which way\u2019s the way out?\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cOf course it\u2019s that\u2014no, I suppose not. Or this way? Hm. Nalthal! Which way is\u2026Nalthal?\u201d<\/p>\n The two Humans and Zel looked around. The [Druid] turned [Gardener] did not reply as Magnolia called his name. They looked around and realized they were lost in the hedge maze, between towering thick walls of greenery that were at least sixteen feet high. Now that Zel really thought about it, you could probably die in a maze. He looked at Magnolia. Ressa looked at Magnolia. Magnolia looked around and sighed.<\/p>\n \u201cI hate my [Gardener].\u201d<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n Previous Chapter<\/a> Next Chapter<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Chaos reigned at Lady Magnolia\u2019s estate outside of Invrisil. Servants of all stations rushed through the expensive and expansive hallways or gathered together talking urgently in small groups. Such confusion was not normal for any location under Magnolia\u2019s\u2014or rather, Ressa\u2019s\u2014authority, which made the scene all that much worse to behold. 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