Role

Chapter 12

As the years have pressed on Sindrir has accomplished much.
He, along with a large portion of the Imperial Army, ventured
into the depths of the Nine Hells. Here he saw first hand the
Infernal glory of the Prince's Kingdom. When the fateful
moment finally came that he laid eyes upon the Prince himself
he had no choice but to bend his knee. In the Prince he saw
every quality of which he was envious. To be offered a piece
of his power was simply an offer he could not refuse. Then
later, the burning mark of the Devil still hot on his flesh,
he stood over the corpse of Tiamat, carving off some of her
scales which he carries with him now. These great feats
coupled with his reputation on the battlefield have done
little to stop the delusional fabrications of exaggerated
self-worth in his own mind. As far as he is concerned he
slew Tiamat. He conquered the Hells. He rules Thera.

Which brings us to the next hurdle in the saga of the Viper
of Aran'gird. He is currently locked in present standing as
an Elite in the Blade Hall. The War Master Kregan seems
to be going no where and Xeneth's Drow blood will make him
far outlive Sindrir who is growing older by the day. Even
if he did have a route to the Throne it would be difficult
to justify backstabbing within his own Hall. It seems that
even the lowest, greediest of Duergar have some standards.

His new plan is simple. To draw Kregan as close as he can.
To begin positioning her rise to the Throne in the case
that something should happen to Xeneth. Over all he is not
as envious of Kregan as he is most and he certainly doesn't
hate her, as he does most. This is due to the fact that
she seems to geninuely appreciate his works. Her kind and
complimentary words tend to soothe his inner beast. If she
is simply manipulating him then she is doing it perfectly.
He will act so that all others both within the Blade Hall
and outside it see them as one. A powerful duo who will
define the future of the Empire.

In addition he continues to refer to himself with grandiose
and borderline ridiculous titles of nobility such as:
"The Crowned Prince of the Seven Houses of Aran'gird, Champion
of the Blade Sect Hall and Protector of the Emperor's Realm."