The Tale of King Fikod
After the battle, King Fikod Claspbrushes of the Jade Irons was led all the way down south in chains. They did not reach the distant mountain hall of Blockedlance until the year 269. It is was in this great 69th year of the second century after the demon wars that news of the allied victory was brought to Urist, with the broken and defeated King Fikod brought as a juicy reward.
Fikod could not help but wonder what tortures awaited him. Empress Urist seemed more interested in gloating and bragging to King Fikod. She pointed out her wonderful temple and pyramid, and asked Fikod if there was anything like them in his lands. Of course there were not.
After massaging her ego and catering to her superiority complex, Urist demanded Fikod tell his tale. How did his reign begin? Did he have any heirs? She wanted to know if anyone else needed to be killed in order to cement her rule over the new lands. So Fikod began his tale at the beginning...
Fikod had become king when the old King Unib had died in battle against the goblins. Oddly enough, these goblins had been led by a dwarf themselves...a corrupt demon worshipping fellow. Urist was sad to know that she would never meet him.
Anyways, Unib had died in 109. Fikod became King the following year, and immediately began crusading against the goblins.
It was quite a bloody reign. And Fikod had even managed to kill an elf!
These goblins of the north must be incredible slave drivers to have such a mixed stew of demon-worshiping goblin loyalists. Indeed, this was the source of Fikod's very hatred of the goblins. This was the reason he had crusaded against them for so many years. When Urist asked if Fikod had any heirs, he mentioned only one. One lone heir who had died 74 long years ago...
King Fikod wept as he told the tale of his only son, Medtob Hermitpaddles. Fikod's wife had only given him one son before she died at the hands of the goblins during a siege. However, his lost love Minkot had lived long enough to see their son Medtob abducted by goblins! He lived imprisoned in the dark fortress of Tepidmangled for some time, before being accepted into the community and given a job at the Midnight Palace. His dwarven skills in mechanics aided the crude stupid goblins in their attempts at civilization, and Medtob even found love in the arms of an unknown creature! When he was 17, his rash impetuousness got him into a brawl with a cyclops that he only narrowly survived.
Late in life, Medtob got into a dispute that ended with him murdering some damn elf. It took several years, but eventually, a relative of that elf paid Medtob back for the favor.
And with that, the sole heir of the Jade Irons had died. He had died before Urist had ever even set foot in Blockedlance. Now before the Empress sat a broken King, dressed in filthy torn rags, marched until he was skin and bones, and forced to tell the story of his failings to the one who was about to take his life.
Fikdo was crying at this point, and shouted out, "So this is how my 229 years end, huh?"
"229 years?" asked the Empress.
"Yeah.....I was born in 40. I know I should have died at least 59 years ago....but my hatred of goblins and elves has kept me going and going...."
It was then that Urist realized that this King was quite a dwarfy bastard.....other than the fact that he sat here broken and weeping of course......but still....considering his life, how could she do him the dishonor of summary execution?
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