Role

Chapter 14

I am tired of these Imperials, with their "Enlilth this" and "Enlilth that". I am
quite tired of being told that I will be "allowed" to watch their cities.
I am equally tired of having allies that turn on me, stealing from me when the
ink on our deal is not even dry.

Zubei in particular has raised my ire. After taking nearly one hundred
gold from me for various items, he steals a valuable ring from me!

I will have his head for that. Twice so far, the War Master, but not
the cautious blade. He will fall in time, that much I am certain of.
And when he does, I will capitalize on it.

The Shadow Lord and I have an arrangement as well, after the
rather pathetic way he panicked and died to a few cantrips. I will not
kill him, and will feed him some coins and trinkets, in exchange for the information
I need to track these fools down.

A fitting arrangement, to my taste.

I have told both the War Master and the Emperor that I will stop when
that fool of a felar is made anathema, and that is when we shall have peace.
The War Master, enamoured as most are of his armor, has promised to strip me bare
when I fall, and promised me war. I wonder if he will manage that at all,

I wonder if he has thought past his nearsighted rage to how that
fits in with his oath.

No matter, time will tell, and there will be blood, but my cities will remain
safe.