《Legend of Xeor》16 Broken Empire
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17day of red sun year 190
Now Xeor was travelling to the north once more, towards the Iron mountains as they will be called in the future and Sherror guides them towards the empirial capital, through a small path he knew was
safe to travel and in not time they would find themselves near the northern lake where the capital was.
(Sherror)-Oi Xeor are you sure you are not a god?
(Xeor)-Do I look like one to you?
(Sherror)-Donno haven't seen one before and never seen any other lionman come out of rocks so you might be
(Xeor)-You know the whole rock thing wasn't my doing, it was the Great creator's power, he gave me a lift in a boulder just took the rock put me inside and threw me away
(Sherror)-And how does he look like
(Xeor)-Donno only seen his hand and it is gigantic, big enough to crush you with just a finger
(Sherror)-Then better not offend him right?
(Xeor)-right hehe
(Glori)-All good that end good but why leave that idiotic weakling in charge
(Xeor)-Why not, he was brave enough to challenge me before they all branded me as a god
(Glori)-You could have let me fight him you know
(Xeor)-Didn't know you liked fighting weaklings so much
(Glori)-Fuck you!
And thus they went on towards the next step to unify the beastmen.
(Xeor)-Do you wanna see a magic spell I can do now, you see that stone there, kabing
And the stone became a statue of Xeor posing his muscles
(Sherror and Glori)-Was that hard to learn hahaha
(Xeor)-But it took two whole days to learn, don't laugh guys I'm even planing to leave thousants of such sculptures to show my greatness to the future generations, oh and the ligh is not a spell after all but something called a golem
(Glori)-Can't you just realise you suck, you spent two days and nearly lost the deadline just to learn something useless
(Xeor)-Don't know what you are telling but I like it and after I'm done conquering I'm going to travel and make lots of those
(Glori)-You are crazy
Sherror said nothing and just laughed and they all did with him.
The same night they were at the gates of the "capital" that looked like the rundown wooden catmen city, nothing special at all, you may have the question, how come they have wooden walls and huts without the use of tools, but they have tools, the animal furs, the stones on the roadside the animal teeth, are used to cut down trees and trim one end to put it in the ground, the huts are mostly made of tree brunches placed one upon another to make a beaver-like home but with furs to cover the holes, quite ineficient but works for the climate of Anchora.
(Guarddog)-Who goes there
(Sherror)-Finaly a soldier, I want a meeting with the Emperor
(Guarddog)-State your name and business
(Sherror)-Stand Attention! Soldier when talking to Supperiors
(Guarddog)-Can it be, General Sherror Sir?
(Sherror)-One and Only
(Guarddog)-At last one good new, everyone thinks you as dead
(Sherror)-Really, well that's not not a surprise after I went after Xeor
(Guarddog)-Who's Xeor?
(Sherror)-Don't mind about him, I want to know who's in charge now
(Guarddog)-Well Since the Emperor hadn't chosen a heir, his twelve sons have been causing chaos all over the empire with the help of the elders who have been divided in five groups supporting only the most capable of successors who are five but if you ask me Wilgam will become emperor, he has locked himself in the Imperial capital and even without a single elder's support, we have already emerged victorious twice
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(Sherror)-Is there a way to see him?
(Guarddog)-After the Emperor's assassination he sees noone, not even you would have a chance to speak to him
(Sherror)-Oi Xeor how do you believe you can make them your allies if they are like that and don't think about duels, Emperors are not generals they are rulers granted the right to rule by divine authority
and even you wouldn't have liked to displease the gods
(Xeor)-Okey, Since it's come to this I can just show up tomorrow torn the gates down and slaughter them but that wouldn't do would it,
Lets just stay outside till morning and let me do the talking this time.
(Sherror)-As you like
(Guarddog)-Why stay outside just come in already
(Sherror)-Believe me you don't want that to happen, just trust me on that
(Guarddog)-Okey I guess
Early in the next morning Xeor appears at the gates and an uproar
can be heard from inside the walls, as the lioman begins to shout Inside
(Xeor)-I have come to conquer the Dogmen as I have done the Catmen and the hawkmen before them and the Boarmen before them but I want to talk first so call your leader here to hear me out
otherwise I will damage your walls and leave
(Dogman)-Stop anything but that, if the walls fall everything I've worked for will be over
(Xeor)-Oh I hadn't thought of that and who may you be
(Dogman)-I am Wilgam the rightful heir of the Canine empire and the Eldest son of Emperor Flipxis
(Xeor)-See that's how it's done Sherror
(Wilgam)-Did you say Sherror?
(Xeor)-Don't give me questions I only want answers, you see I have this problem of mine, I came to duel the Emperor or his champion or whatever makes him kneel to my feet faster and I hear he's already dead
(Wilgam)-You Insolent lionman the emperor would never do that
(Xeor)-Oh yeah I heard he was made ruler by the gods, which one exactly granted him rulership?
(Wilgam)-The god of creation himself
(Xeor)-Oh that's perfect cause I happen to be his champion, I should ask him, about who should rule you the next time I see him
(Wilgam)-Your Insolence has gone far enough, soldiers open the gate and attack at your discretion
(Sherror)-Stop this foolishness my highness, this lionman is indeed the champion of the god of creation, and if what you said is true then it migh be a once in a lifetime chance to stop this foolish war for succession
(Wilgam)-So you did survive Sherror and allied yourself with the murderers of my father, but don't think that your words will find root here or anywhere else you traitor
(Xeor)-Sherror, why even try ,let's just rough them up a bit and all will go smoothly to peacetalks
(Sherror)-You don't understand the meaning behind his words do you, Xeor
(Xeor)-Is there a meaning behind him calling you traitor?
(Sherror)-It has, they are not really chosen by a god nor they nor their father was, ain't that so Wilgam?
(Wilgam)-You Traitor shut the fuck up
(Sherror)-Xeor I think I now know who the next emperor will be could you on my mark make a sculpture of me
(Xeor)-Ah sure
(Sherror)-Soldiers of the City of Gawrve If you want to know the truth will shock you
(Wilgam)-Don't listen to him?
(Sherror)-I too am a son of the deseaced king and Heir to the right of rulership but I have with me the champion of the god of light who will prove my claim, now Xeor
Xeor did His spell and A Giand carving of his face could be seen through the other side of the door as the seperate wood became one and a Wolven head could be seen forming towards them.
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The soldiers terrorized opened the gate and kneeled before him.
(Sherror)-Now brother why don't we have a duel for succession, don't you think it's more fun that playing with the soldiers' lives
(Wilgam)-No you are not my brother go away you demon, soldiers protect me he is not my brother
(Sherror)-Why are you running, I'm sure the gods will protect you and the rest of our brothers
Sherror took Wilgam's life as swiftly and painlessly as he could
and all hailed for the new emperor.
(Xeor)-I see so there was that way too, but what are we to do about the rest of the sons
(Sherror) well one or two will be here shortly so I will need your help in welcoming them and yours too Glori
(Glori)-I thought you had forgotten about me
(Sherror)-Soldiers from tomorrow welcome anyone In even If they see you as enemies because tonight the god of creation will be making us a Palace
(Xeor)-aren't you overdoing this just a bit, whouldn't a statue be enough
(Sherror)-No , you like making things no, so why not doing me this one favour
That day must have been Xeor's worst as Sherror wanted him to make everything to his liking, he wanted something that would strike awe in the face of the insolent successors who tried to usurp the empire's throne and both the workers and soldiers were awestruck as the wood they brought changed shape as Sherror wanted, but with Xeor's power.
The next day was a calm one as rumors begun speading everywhere that the war for succession was now over as the God himself had sent his emissary, and blessed his reign as the new emperor and no successor could dare ignore the threat.
In a ten days all eleven successors and the elders suporting them were united as a single fist against the usurper as they called him and all though it was Wilgam the idiot who had barred himself in the Imperial capital while the others were fighting for succession, even the elders thought so as their army Marched towards the capital they found the gates open and the guards welcoming them as if there was no war at all there, their own soldier started to lose faith in their own lords' claim for rulership, but everyone lost it when they saw the New Imperial palace decorated with sculptures made of wood no mortal could made and real wooden walls without holes covered by rugs and as they went in the floor was smooth as it was made of furs for them to step and In the darkness was Stood a throne where someone was sitting.
(Successor)-I am Froom and the throne should be mine
(Voice from the shadows)-Are you now, what do the other ten behind you say, Is he the real successor
(another Successor)-No It is I Yiiilka
(another Successor)-You fools it is me Wellfang
(Voice)-I have a good Idea I will give this throne to the one of you who wins in a battle, between yourselves, the last man standing will become the emperor
(Froom)-Who do you think you are?
(others)-Yes show yourself Wilgam
(Voice)-Wilgam?, I am not Wilgam I am Xeor!
And light shone through holes that didn't exist before revealing the lionman who was now sitting on the throne and next to him stood Sherror and Glori trying not to laugh at their surprised expressions.
(Froom)-Who are you and where is Wilgam?
(Xeor)-I told you, I am Xeor but what I didn't tell you is that I also happen to be champion of the god of creation and as for little poor Wilgam he wasn't emperor material don't you think so too?
(Yiiilka)-So you baited us here to tell us who the true one Is
(Xeor)-Honestly Speaking, No
(Successors)-What do you mean , no?
(Xeor)-It's as I said no, I baited you out to tell you that the next emperor of all beastmen is me Xeor the lion king and if any of you wants to differ why not try to fight me or even try leaving this building
if you can as I have blocked the only exit just no, oh yeah and hitting the walls is rather futile it's quite steady
(Wellfang)-If you want us to kneel we will just spare our lives
(Froom)-Speak for yourself, some of us prefer to die with pride
(Xeor)-Don't be so fast as I said before, I am the Emperor of all beastmen but I can't be everywhere so one of the successors will have to rule in my stead as I travel throughout my lands, you might not know but under my rule are all lionmen,boarmen,hawkmen and catmen and I want all under my rule to live in peace
(Froom)-What has that got to do with anything?
(Xoer)-but it does, you see I want you successors to fight among yourselves and the last remnant to become the canine emperor
A real dogfight could then be seen among the successors who bit and kicked and scratched and weeped as their elite soldiers looked at them fighting like thugs among themselves, In the end only Froom remained standing but he was back stabed by Yiiilka's claws.
(Yiiilka)-Now I am the emperor right?
(Xeor)-There is one more successor left, right Sherror
Sherror went in front of Yiiilka and caught his head and strungled him
(Sherror)-Nah I just lied I'm not a son of the old emperor but my claim for rulership is more real that the previous emperor's right Xeor?
(Xeor)-as if I know ,Your taste is surely not to my liking though, too rough
Sherror laughed and so did everyone still alive in the room thus the conquest of the canine empire came to a close and everyone hailed Sherror as the true emperor and by his degree a peace was to be made with the catmen, but before anything else he wanted to show something to Xeor, farther to the north next to the Iron mountain was a gnomish village, gnomes are tiny people who live in small hills next, their heigh reaches only the knee of a grown man.
(Sherror)-These, Xeor are gnomes, they lived here as long as we remember, but they can make the best beer there is, and maybe they are the only ones who know how to make it, they don't talk our language but if you go next to them they will give you their gnomish beer a nectar made for the gods themselves although it might not be it's season yet but as Xeor went near their houses a little gnome came out of his house terrified and offered him a barrel of beer, but for Xeor it looked more like a Mug of beer, he drunk it all and left the empty barrel down
(Xeor)-It was awful I think an...
and he fell down asleep
(Sherror)-You sure can't take your drink
and he carried Xeor back to the capital.
In his dream Xeor saw fifi and the elven forest but he also saw his parents and the former chief whom he killed and the boarmen he killed and the dogmen he had killed and in the end he saw the humans whom he killed raiding his village and destroying Fapur and Gawrve till it was but cinders and ash but the worst was that he was powerless to do something about it as he was running after the red orb to save his own life.
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