Year 45

“It’s no use Master, I tried to speak with the mayor, but they refuse to deal with us anymore. They said it is no longer a good idea to trade with us anymore since they depend on other the trade of other villages and they’re more important.” Brother Gannon tells you.

And that was the last of the known places in Rask to cut ties with you. Now you’re truly on your own. This has been going on for quite some time now ever since citizens of those enslaved towns you freed managed to make contact with the other towns south of you. There were always rumors, but nobody ever knew for sure, they may not have even cared, but when those ex-slaves told them of the exact horrors they faced, well it put you in a pretty bad light and you weren’t exactly on the honor list to begin with. One by one the towns started banning shadows from even entering and stopped trade with you.

Normally two such things wouldn’t mean a lot, but given that were currently attempting to recruit through missionary work again, that is no longer an option at all now. As for trade, the shadows are self reliant, but the land is pretty harsh and sometimes a little trade for things you need helps a lot. You don’t have that option either anymore.

The shadows are divided on their opinions. Some say none of it matters as long as they trust in Dendrin to provide. These are mostly from the older human shadows. Some of the ones with families are a little more concerned, but most of them have taken it upon themselves to become dedicated hunters and gatherers. Cyrus surprisingly is in this camp. He and Draven have been responsible for bringing in most of the basic supplies you need. Though sometimes they come back with things that don’t seem to come from the “wild”. You can only guess they’ve taken to thievery of some of the closer villages. Doesn’t matter to you, whatever works and as long as they don’t get caught.

The eternal shadows on the other hand are militant as usual about things. They believe the villages should be paying you tribute for freeing them from the Empire in the first place. In a way, you can understand their frustration, but launching an assault on the Raskians isn’t going to help anything. In the meantime you’ve been trying to keep them occupied with killing giantkin that lumber down from the northern mountains. It helps a little, but there have been times you’ve had to stop one or two of them from starting fights with the human shadows.

You’ve spoken to Talia repeatedly about their behavior, but she tells you that she’s done all she can. She thinks part of the problem is that they never heard Dendrin’s voice or been in his presence, so while she has attempted to indoctrinate them as best she could, only Dendrin could make it absolute. Barring finding a book (which no longer exists) to perform that same ritual that you, Talia and Cyrus experienced long ago, you’d have to speak to Dendrin himself about it, and he still hasn’t seen fit to speak to you for a long time. It’s been quite a while now, you wonder if he’s finally lost interest in you.
Of course since you’ve wondered if that’s the case, he ends up popping up a few days later during your sleep.

“Should’ve known better than to think you’d left for good.” You say.
“Well, I did leave for quite awhile, I can see where you came up with that conclusion, sorry about that, but I was preoccupied with other matters. No need to worry yourself about them and anyway I’m here now! So rejoice that I may help you in your time of need!” Dendrin replies.
“Yeah, don’t think that’ll be necessary.”
“Oh no? From what I can tell you’re having a bit of trouble keeping those eternal shadows of yours under control. I would’ve expected better, but no matter as I’ve said I’m here to help.”
“And just what did you have planned, were you going to offer to indoctrinate them like you tried to do with me?”
“A possibilities, is that what you’d like me to do?”
“Would it work?”
“Of course, but loyalty to the shadows or to me isn’t their problem. Your mate has done an excellent job indoctrinating them herself. In fact they’re so loyal they’re ready to start kill the local population because of it. I say why not let them?”
“Because you don’t have to deal with the headache of the situation and starting a potential war isn’t what I had planned.”
“Well why not? You’re obviously failing to keep the order thriving under peace, you might as well go for more violent means. It is what you Eternals are good at and what you know isn’t it? I’m sort of surprised you’ve shied away from it.”
“Does everyone believe me to some sort of warmonger? Look, yes its true I enjoy battle, I probably always will. I will also probably always feel a sense of boredom or dissatisfaction when going for long periods of time without doing it. However, I was never one to seek it out on a whim. I fought the Empire, because it was the right thing to do, I took out Flog for similar reasons and to correct mistakes of the past.”
“You killed Flog because he wasn’t useful anymore and he was becoming a thorn in your side, don’t fool yourself, Eternal.”
“Very well, but there was still a purpose. Attacking the Raskian people just because they distrust us or hate us? What is the purpose? Some sort of petty revenge because they won’t bow down? Why should they, and I can’t say as I blame them. Even not counting after they found out about the slavery incident, we were attempting to convert their people. People aren’t too fond of others pushing their beliefs on them. We were also part of the Empire too at one point. The shadows willingly aided it as a sort of secret security force in the hopes of betraying it one day. Sure there was always the claim that it was for “everyone” but at the core it was ALWAYS for the shadows first and foremost and you KNOW it because YOU were the one that set the rebellion in motion centuries ago.”
“And? What if it was?”
“Yes, the ends justify the means and I understand that, but I see no justification in attacking the Raskians. If my goal had been to carve out some sort of Shadow version the Empire I might as well had fought for the other side instead and saved myself the trouble. Besides if we did start attacking, they would see us exactly as how we saw Flog; A thorn in the side, which had outlived its usefulness. Sure we could easily subjugate them all, but only at a great cost of stretching ourselves very thin and we all saw how that worked out for the Empire.”
”Those are all interesting things to think about, but I think your real problem is clear enough and quite basic. You’ve primarily got a division of the flock and that’s your biggest concern. You’ve got normals and you’ve got Eternals. You aren’t going to be able to settle anything properly until get rid of one or the other and if you have any intention on keeping this order together like you’re trying to do…why are you at this point?”
“Good question, but I think the only answer is the same one as usual.”
“Oh yes, your mate…well I suppose that does make things a bit harder for you doesn’t it? I don’t even think she would want you disposing of her “children.” Might make for an unhappy marriage I suppose. Then again, the normal shadows are the only ones who can breed. Yes, looks like you’re going to have an interesting decision to make.”
“I’m not ordering half of the shadows to death just for your amusement.”
“You might not have to, events may thrust you into such a position where you’ll be forced to choose one side or the other anyway. Well I leave it in your capable hands as usual shadow. As usual I’ll be watching.”

As usual Dendrin has not helped you at all. Nice to see some things never change. Still, the new eternals are the ones that have caused problems and will probably continue to do so in the future. It would be nice if they just went away.

You flirt with the idea that maybe whittling down their numbers might at least make them more manageable. Unfortunately they’ve proven quite capable in combat, so you’d have to find some sort of excuse of sending them deep into giant country, namely the actual mountains. You’d probably have to lead them yourself too, just to make sure everything goes “right.”

Of course if you did this, you’re not only potentially causing problem between you and Talia if she ever found out, but also you’d be engaging in double dealing on a level equivalent to selling out those villages to Flog and you just learned the hard way on how wrong that was.
> You engage the plan
Given that you were supposed to be loyal to the Empire and then backstabbed them in probably one of the most traitorous acts in history. What’s one more betrayal? Your situation with Flog, is much different than your situation with the new eternals. With him, you originally caused more problems by keeping him alive. With the new eternals you’ll actually be solving problems by killing them off. It’s going to be tricky, but you’re pretty sure you can do it.

You decide to call a meeting that you have received a message from Dendrin himself and how he has warned you of an impending invasion of giants. Dendrin has told you that you need to march into the mountains and thin out the population as much as possible in a pre-emptive strike since they’d never expect it.

Since this would be a “mission” for the best warriors, several of the new eternals are perfect for it, doesn’t even take much convincing since they’re all practically begging to go. You don’t take them all however, since that might be a bit suspicious. Instead you take all of the ones that you know have been showing the most signs of disruptive behavior. (Which is still most of them). As far as you can tell all of the shadows, human or eternal take you at your word and suspect nothing. The only two you’re concerned about is Talia and Cyrus.

Talia, is a little concerned, that you’re embarking on this dangerous undertaking with several of her “children”, but using the excuse that it is “Dendrin’s will” stirs up no suspicion from her. Cyrus volunteers to go, indeed he assumed he was, but you tell him that he’s needed at Evergloom in case something major happens while you’re away. Cyrus is probably so honored that you’d put him in charge of something so important that he doesn’t get suspicious either.

You set off with around thirty of the eternals and head straight for the Raskian Mountains. You don’t really have plan at this point, other than to wander the mountains long enough killing giants that attrition will take its toll. When the survivor number gets low enough, you’ll take care of the rest personally, and make the trek back to Evergloom alone claiming how you eventually fought a giant king and that everyone died gloriously in Dendrin’s honor.

Before you even reach the mountains you get into combat with ogre tribes, then mixed tribes with a couple giants and ogres. No problems so far, but you’re noticing that a few of the eternals are starting to get a little tired because the fools have been over using their shadow magic. This is going to be over sooner than you think if they continue to not pace themselves.

Tracking giant lairs in the mountains really isn’t all that difficult, just like for the large footprints in the snow and the really big caves. The first few battles go well, but after that, people start getting wounded. A few days go by and exhaustion starts setting in along with hunger. It’s not just tough on the eternal shadows, it’s a challenge for you as well since you’re right there along with all of them. Things start to get interesting when you start facing something more than giants, namely lizard like creatures that breathe gouts of ice at you. These ice drakes are the cause of your first casualties.

A couple more days pass, and you’ve lost a little more than half of your people. Most of them in battle, but a couple of them have died due to the treacherous terrain of the mountains like falling off the side of it. You sort of expected them to whine or at least grumble by this point. They haven’t done any of that, and they’ve followed your orders without question. You’re a little impressed. The fact that so many of them have died on this mission is probably a humbling experience for them; perhaps it has even changed them a bit. You decide that maybe you don’t need to kill them all and just an experience like this is enough.

When you wake up the next day, you call the remaining eternals to order and tell them that Dendrin has visited you and has said that your mission is finished and that the invasion will no longer take place. (You actually feel pretty safe saying that considering how many giant you really did kill!) You then also tell them that Dendrin has looked favorably on all of them for carrying out his orders and obeying their Shadow Master without argument. They seem to like the idea that their god has given them some praise.

As you make your way back to Evergloom, you begin to think about this plan you came up with and while you don’t feel bad about it, you do wonder if there was another way that might not have involved so much death. Still, what’s done is done now, and it seems to have had a desired effect. Probably for the best that you did cut the plan short though since even you are feeling very tired after this ordeal and would like to get some rest in a proper bed. Also reminds you of how you aren’t as young as you used to be either.

The rest of the trip is fairly uneventful until you step into Kragen Pass and then you start to get an uneasy feeling half way through…

A rumbling is heard on both sides of the pass and then several large snow covered boulders are flying over your heads.

“GIANTS! RUN!” you shout.

During your bloody march through the mountains, some of the giants figured you were trying to kill all of their kind. It would appear that when facing potential genocide, the big brutes are able to employ a little strategy in their usually dim noggins, like retreating from the mountains and ambushing you in this pass by throwing big ass rocks at you. Crude, simple, but effective.

Before anyone can speed their way through the pass, the giants block it off by causing a minor avalanche on both ends while continuing to hurl boulders at you. In everyone’s current state of exhaustion, it isn’t long before some of the eternals are crushed.

You try your best to find a potential hiding spot or even a small cave, but there are none. Eventually the barrage of boulders being thrown crushes you too.

The irony in all this is your actions actually cause a massive giant attack on Evergloom in the next few weeks as they seek to preserve themselves from being killed, by destroying Evergloom and the remaining shadows.


Chapter 3B1: Shadow Master

Year 41

“We had to kill another group of ogres sniffing around the fort today.” Cyrus remarks.
“Yeah, I know the battle woke me up, by the time I got ready, all of them had been killed.” You reply. “I’m going to have to speak with Flog, because I thought we had an understanding that he was to keep the giant and ogre population down or at least manageable.”
“I say we just kill him and be done with it.”
“Hmm, yeah I know he’s not your favorite person, but he’s proven himself useful, vital even in the past. Besides he’s the only thing keeping that’s keeping that rabble in line.”
“He’s also the only thing keeping them organized. Maybe he’s planning on making an army to march upon us.”
“Yes, I have considered that too, I’m just wondering what’s worse. A completely hostile unchecked horde of giantkin or a semi organized army of the same which may or may not be reasoned with.”
“Perhaps you may need to ask Dendrin for guidance on this matter.” Cyrus says.
“Perhaps…”

If Dendrin actually did have any advice on the matter, it probably wouldn’t do you much good anyway considering how whimsical he is, not to mention he’s chosen not to speak to you for quite some time, as he is prone to do.

Being Shadow Master has been a bit of odd since you’ve taken the position mainly because you don’t feel like you have a specific purpose.

The first two years were easy enough as you were still mostly concerning yourself with rebuilding Evergloom for defense, additional training for the shadows and making sure Rask kept its independence, but that was never truly ever an issue since the Empire never did make a come back and reports of their continual descent into chaos was assured.

The next two years consisted of a halfhearted attempt at spreading “the faith” mainly to build up numbers. From what you could piece together of shadow history from the few books that Cyrus still had, the shadows never had an aggressive policy on such things, pre or post Empire days, they mostly relied on people either coming to them of their own free will or being “born” into it. There have been a few shadow births, but you’d rather have a more traditional way of gaining recruits because “breeding” a new order isn’t really going to be a big option seeing as your current ratio of men and women isn’t great and those with Eternal heritage can’t reproduce at all. While you could’ve easily told everyone to start putting the remaining Raskian towns to the blade and do the whole “convert or die” thing, you decided it wouldn’t be that great of an idea for several reasons. So you relied on a more missionary way of doing things like sending certain shadows to towns and stressing the benefits of being a shadow. It got a few people interested, but nothing major. The Raskians in general have become less trustful of the shadows over the years now that the war with the Empire is over, almost as if they are expecting you to start launching a religious crusade. You soon got the impression that the Raskians would prefer if the lot of you would just leave them alone now. Somewhat ungrateful considering all you’ve done in securing the country’s freedom, but hardly surprising.

Last year was the official fall of the Empire, from what you heard the Emperor’s palace was in flames and the few remaining generals or strong military men have taken it upon themselves to carve out various fiefdoms for themselves while other places have gone the way of total anarchy. There was even a little bit of celebrating in Rask and among the shadows when it occurred. However, you couldn’t help but be a little disappointed that the great enemy you struggled so hard against was now gone forever. Like you craved the chance to fight them again if only for the opportunity to be in battle once again which has sorely been lacking.

Now with the giantkin starting to become a problem once again, you’re half tempted to take Cyrus’ advice. You’re certain that it would be a sure victory for you and to an extent, Flog has been getting less and less reasonable as the years have gone on. Perhaps it is time to get rid of him and take your chances with more problems with giantkin in the future.

Instead of talking with Dendrin about it, you choose to discuss this situation with someone that will have a better opinion on the situation.

“It sounds like you’ve sort of made your mind up about Flog already.” Talia remarks.
“You might be right, but I was wondering what your opinion was on the matter.”
“Better you should ask Dendrin for guidance on that, rather than me. Though I suppose if he has become more militant maybe it’s for the best, but…”
“But you think I should try to renegotiate with him?”
“No, I wasn’t going to suggest that, I was going to say maybe we should leave Rask altogether.”
“What? Why?”
“The people here obviously don’t want us around, food isn’t the easiest thing to come by and we’re basically the first target whenever a group of ogres or giants come lumbering down south.”
“We faced the Empire and survived against all odds, I think we can handle being disliked by the plebs and the occasional giant attack.”
“You’re probably right, but I just feel like we’re stagnating here. Like we aren’t rebuilding the order the way that we should. We’ve also lost a lot of history, even certain rituals. I mean I’ve remembered as much as we were taught and tried to pass these lessons on to the new eternals when I first trained them and continue to do so. The tomes we still have here help a bit, but ultimately when we lost Gloom, we lost a lot more than just a home.”
“Well, where would we go?
“That I don’t know. Delerg perhaps?”
“That’s quite the distance, not to mention the area isn’t all that much more hospitable in terms of environment given that it’s mostly swamp.”
“Yes, but it is the birthplace of the shadows and we do have an old temple there.”
“Yeah and it hasn’t been used in centuries and is probably a crumbling ruin that’s half sunk into the swamp by now! Has anyone here actually ever been there, because I’ve only ever heard about it.”
“Yes, I believe a few of the older brothers and sisters have. They would know the best way to get there. I want to just say though, that this is merely my opinion. I do not know if moving all of us somewhere else is the best solution or if it will even help, but I just feel like the longer we stay here, the further away we’re going to get from our roots and in another couple of generations, the shadows won’t be anything like the ones of old. But perhaps that is Dendrin’s will, as I said I don’t know. Only you would know being the Shadow Master and able to speak to him directly for guidance.”

You give an acknowledging nod, but in reality you’re just left with another decision to make all by yourself. What Talia is suggesting sounds crazy and quite frankly you don’t even care about shadow history, but what does make this idea appealing is the journey and the challenge. You were just thinking about a change of some sort and while killing Flog and his little band would break up the monotony, perhaps a whole change of scenery is really in order.
> You make the journey to Delerg
While you aren’t convinced that going to Delerg is necessarily the best idea, maybe you do need a change of scenery. With the population being unhelpful and the troubles with Flog, it might very well be best to leave before this gets worse. Besides, while it isn’t common knowledge that you made a deal with Flog to enslave the northern most towns in exchange for his help, there have always been “rumors” amongst some of the Raskians and eventually those rumors are going to become an even bigger problem.

Part of you feels like you’re “running away” from conflict and that somewhat bothers you. However, you spent your life running away from the Empire and striking at the right time to strengthen your own position while weakening their own. Why shouldn’t you employ a similar outlook on life in general? Retreat from an unfavorable position to hopefully a better one, it couldn’t hurt at this point.

The next day you call all the shadows to gather in the main hall and announce that you’ve conversed with Dendrin and that he’s told you that the shadows need to go back to reclaim the shadow homeland in Delerg and that your future is there not in Rask. Many of the human shadows seem to be enthusiastic about this idea. The Eternal shadows less so, but that might be for several reasons. In any event, you tell everyone that all of you will be packing up everything and moving on as soon as possible. Since it is looking a snowstorm is coming you’ll have plenty of time to prepare and you’ll leave Evergloom when it subsides. You also ask some of the older shadows if they know where the original temple is exactly located in Delerg. Brother Theo says that he knows and that he remembers visiting it once back in his youth when he was escorting some rebels to the shadow safe houses in Delerg.

“Despite it being in ruins and covered in overgrowth, I still felt it to be a place of power. Not power in the traditional sense, but more like a feeling. A feeling that the cause of the Shadows was the correct one and that by trusting in Dendrin, we would eventually return to the temple of our forefathers one day. It looks like that day has finally come and I couldn’t be happier.” Brother Theo says.
“Well brother, we aren’t there yet. We’ve still got to get there. The Empire might be gone, but who knows what might’ve taken its place. The journey still might be dangerous.” You reply.
“I know Shadow Master, but Dendrin guided us successfully through the Empire War. I know he will guide us to our home just as easily.”
“Yes, I suppose he will.”

A month passes before you can actually get going due to the snowstorm. Everyone’s glad to leave too being stuck in the fort for so long. You wish you hadn’t had to eat up a lot of your food supply though, but you figure you’ll worry about food along the way either by hunting for it or trading for it when possible.

As you and the shadows begin your exodus from Evergloom, you look back at the old Empire fort that was your home for so long. You wonder how long it’ll be before someone else takes residence there. If you had to guess, Flog will probably figure out it isn’t occupied anymore, take it over and start using it as a staging ground to assault the southern towns of Rask. You’ll bet the Raskians will wish you were still around when that eventually happens.

The journey through Rask is slow going. You can’t just speed yourselves up considering all the equipment and belongings you’ve got packed on wagons, carts and horses. Still, you aren’t in any danger as you pass through Raskian towns. While it alarms the people to see so many shadows nobody dares attack you. You find trade easy, as they are eager to help see you on your way. You didn’t really think you’d have trouble traveling through Rask though, it’s after Rask that you’re more concerned about.

From what news has reached you, ever since the Empire fell the Quala province has fragmented into several bickering warlords, each fighting for control of what’s left. In some ways the people of the land are in a worse situation than when the Empire existed, but that isn’t something you can really dwell on now. Your goal is to get through the land and you’re sure to run into someone’s territory as you travel through and they’ll no doubt be hostile about it. Not much can be done except hope for the best because much like speeding yourselves up isn’t an option, neither is cloaking yourselves. Well you could, but those horses and wagons are still going to be visible.

“How are we going to play this?” Talia asks as you stand at the Rask border.
“I know our information structure started falling into disuse when we drove the Empire from Rask, but does anyone have any information on what the exact situation is in Quala?” you ask.
“Last I heard, an ex-Empire general declared himself the local warlord of the northern most portion of Quala. A General Ackerson I believe.” Cyrus remarks.
“Never heard of him.”
“I don’t think most did, even before the rebellion he wasn’t a very prominent general and the Empire tended to have more than a few useless high ranking officers that never did much. I only knew about him due to all the years working in the shadow cells and keeping abreast of all the Empire military commanders. He got his rank mostly due to family connections and was never put in charge of anything important. I don’t even think he was even in charge of anything during the rebellion days, at least not that know of when I was still situated in Quala. Still, I assume he must have some skill in combat and have some charisma if he’s made himself a warlord now. Well that or very rich which might be more of the case.” Brother Theo adds.
“Okay, any other information on warlords in the area?” you ask.

Nobody knows anything else other than he seems to be the top one. Funny how the most obscure people can rise to power when the opportunity presents itself. Stepping off the road, you could probably just trespass through General Ackerson’s territory to reach Delerg and you’d only have him to deal with him if need be, of course it’s going to be even slower going due to all your baggage. The terrain that way is known to be somewhat hilly and if gets too rough, you might even have to leave some of your stuff behind. Rough terrain aside, there’s also the open fields you’d have to cross too. Not much cover if a large patrol of archers happened upon you.

Of course sticking to the road will be quicker and unobtrusive to your baggage carts, but you’d still have to trespass through Ackerson’s territory and assuming you got through that, you’d probably have to go through some other warlord’s territory as well before you reached Delerg. On top of all this, you have no idea how you’ll be treated by any towns you pass through.
> You travel off road
The Empire might be dead, but chances are shadows probably still aren’t welcomed in these parts. You’re not afraid of a fight, but you aren’t sure just how much manpower and support this warlord has and there is no need to take unnecessary chances. Besides, some of the shadows traveling with you have actual families; if there is going to be growth in this organization then you can’t risk them.

“Okay everyone, we’re heading off road. I’m warning you now, we may have to drop baggage if need be, but until then, we’re continuing our journey to Delerg. I also want all of you Eternal shadows to cloak yourself and walk on our perimeter. If you see anything or anyone that might be hostile, don’t reveal yourself, but instead report to either me, Cyrus or Talia directly and take a position that will allow you to ambush any interlopers when the time comes.”
“Won’t we look like an easier target with less people visible? Shouldn’t we have a show of force instead?” Cyrus asks.
“We could, but we’d likely be attacked anyway since we’re probably going to be outnumbered here. This way at least we’ll have the drop on anyone who decides to attack. There’s no easy way to do this, better that we play to our strengths and use stealth. That’s why I want to avoid the roads altogether.”
“Very well Shadow Master.” Cyrus remarks.

As you continue your journey across the long stretch of uneven fields, Talia comes up to speak to you.

“I think you’ve made the right decision in traveling off road like this.”
“Hope so, we’re pretty open out here. I’d hate for some platoon of patrolling archers to start firing at us.”
“Well the cloaked scouts around us should give us a little warning at least. That was a good idea too. In fact I’m pretty excited about this whole journey. It’s a new chance to start over and I think it will do everyone some good…though I hope we will find a book or writings of the old ritual to open up the portal to Dendrin again.”
“Well, it’s a pretty old ruin and in swamp. I don’t think we can get our hopes up too much that anything like that survived, but that doesn’t matter right? I mean if people are going to follow Dendrin, then he’ll find a way to reach them surely.”
“I suppose you’re right, I just…well it’s silly I guess, but the new batch of eternal brothers and sisters never got properly indoctrinated by Dendrin and I think it would do them well to hear his words from his own voice.”
“I don’t think we need to worry about their loyalty or dedication at this point, you’ve probably trained and taught them better than anyone could’ve about the ways of the shadow save for Dendrin himself.”
“Yeah…maybe that’s what’s needed...”

Talia at this point gets very quiet. Her face shows a combination of fear and guilt. It’s obvious she wants to tell you more, but now she’s afraid to.

“Talia, let’s ride over there from the rest of the group for a moment.” You say.

Talia nods and rides off and you tell Cyrus to take oversee everything while you talk to Talia privately. When you ride over next to her she’s in the middle of crying.

“Talia, I don’t know what this is all about, but you know you can tell me and not be afraid about it.”
“I’m not afraid of you… (sob) I mean I know your feelings for me are so strong that you’d probably be willing to overlook almost any transgression and that’s partly what I’m afraid of, because (sob) I don’t want you to get in trouble because of my decisions.”
“Wha…? How am I going to get into trouble? What IS this all about and start from the beginning.”

After calming herself, Talia begins to tell you what exactly is troubling her and she starts from the beginning which apparently was three years ago. She tells you that she caught two of the male eternals raping one of the female ones in a storeroom and that she did nothing about it, because she wanted to see if they suffered from infertility like the old eternals did. Instead she let the two males off with a warning and convinced the victim that something like this would never happen again. She also tells you that of course the female never got pregnant so it would seem the infertility also exists in the new eternals as well.

“And you never thought to tell me this before?”
“You had other concerns on your mind and I had it under control, or at least I thought I did…”
“What? What happened?”
“While we were waiting out the snowstorm, remember how Brother Seminai broke his neck while coming back from look out duty? He slipped on some ice and fell down the stairs?”
“(Sigh) Let me guess, he was pushed?”
“Sister Grace did. It was apparently in retaliation when he had raped her two night before. She told me and begged me not to tell you since she didn’t want to be punished for harming another shadow…it isn’t her fault. Its mine, I should’ve taught them all better, I am their mother and they are my children and I’ve failed them.”

You shake your head at this point. You know Talia’s always had a maternal instinct towards the eternals, but you didn’t think it would go this far. You also have always known the newer eternals to be a bit more “wilder” but that only seemed to be in battle and you could easily rein them in. You never realized there was a deeper darkness within them and who knows how many harbor these undesirable traits.

“Okay, first question. This Brother Seminai and Sister Grace were they also the ones involved three years ago? I mean is this a repeat action?”
“No, those were three different eternals.”
“Wonderful, I was hoping to limit my worry. Anyway, I know we’re low on the women folk in our order, but I think you know we can’t tolerate wanton raping just because their horny and undisciplined.”
“I know and it was wrong of me to keep this from you in the first place…I just wanted our order to flourish with the blood of eternals…I mean yes I have hope that the shadows will at least grow, but we’re also eternals and we will eventually die out.”
“Well, if these new ones are displaying these types of traits, maybe it’s better that we do. I mean I don’t pretend to be a devout clergy man that does nothing but good deeds and I will always have a desire for battle, I think most Eternals do having it bred into them, but I’ve never committed cruelty for the sake of it.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I’m not sure yet, but my other question is why did you think I would get into trouble?”
“Because while you knew nothing about this, you would still be innocent in Dendrin’s eyes and because I know your love for me is such that no matter what you decide punishment won’t befall me even though it should. Dendrin I fear would not look favorably on you if you decide to do nothing to all those guilty after hearing what I’ve told you.”

It’s funny, but you’ve been keeping a bigger secret than Talia for decades. You almost feel like telling her that Dendrin isn’t going to give a shit what you decide especially since he hasn’t seen fit to even speak to you in years.

In any case, you probably need to do something, though you just aren’t sure it needs to be now. You’re in the middle of potentially hostile territory and settling an internal dispute might not be the best thing right now. Still the new eternals are going to have to be dealt with on some level and the sooner the better. As for Talia, she’s right in that you wouldn’t do anything to her, but it is somewhat surprising that she allowed this to happen. She might be a bit delusional, but you still love her. You give her an answer that should seem impartial though.

“Talia, I need to know the names of the brothers involved in the rape three years ago and I need to know of any other eternal who has displayed potential disruptive behavior within the shadow order. I will have to consult Dendrin on this and decide what should be done with them…and you.”
“I…I understand. I know you must be fair on this matter and I will accept any judgment that Dendrin sees fit to give.”
“Well, I will have to as well and despite you only just now telling me, I may still be in trouble as well. After all as Shadow Master I really should’ve been more aware of my own people, but don’t worry about me. I will beg Dendrin for his forgiveness and that of all involved in this. Perhaps he will show mercy.”
“We can only hope.” Talia replies and tells you the names as the two of you ride back to the group.

Later that night you continue to ponder whether or not to dispose of your more troublesome followers. Granted the two in question haven’t done anything in three years, but that potential is always there, and so are the ones that haven’t done anything yet, but show signs of it. You can only guess this is more due to their breeding not anything they’ve been taught since they still uphold the tenets of being a shadow without question and that’s a bigger problem.

If you kill them, is it going to stop there? All of them came out of those Derro tanks and who knows what the hell kind of magical concoction is coursing through their veins to make them behave in such an unstable manner and why is it becoming more of a problem lately?

It’s times like this you almost wish that you actually COULD call upon Dendrin for his help…

And why can’t you?

What could it hurt?

If you actually pray to him for help and he doesn’t listen, then nothing was lost and you’re back to what your plan was originally, which is dealing with the situation yourself in a violent manner.

Of course if he actually does listen, he might very well help, but with a “catch.” You’ve known Dendrin for too long to know that when he does help, he doesn’t often do it in anyway that could be considered generous.
> You help yourself
You’ve gotten this far without begging for Dendrin’s help before, you’re not going to start now. Given that he hasn’t spoken to you in years maybe he’s finally lost interest. If that’s the case you’d hate to tempt disrupting that by calling on him directly.

Before you go to sleep, you decide that it’ll be better off to kill the problem eternals that look like they’re going to continue being as such. You’ll make up some sort of story that Dendrin told you or some such nonsense. Everyone will believe it. You have it done soon after you get to your destination though, no sense in wasting potential manpower in hostile territory.

Having made your decision you drift off into a deep sleep. You’re really tired, the stress of the day and the move in general has gotten to you more than you thought!

In fact you’re so tired you don’t even wake up when you’re attacked in the middle of the night. It isn’t until Talia slaps you across the face that you awaken.

“Ow! What the hell’s going on?” you ask rubbing your cheek.
“We’re being attacked! Get up and move!” she shouts.

A bright light is illuminating the nighttime sky along with several fire arrows. You’ roll under a wagon to avoid immediate danger.

It would appear General Ackerson’s men have discovered you and have attacked in force. They’re being smart about it too, attacking at night with archers and unfortunately also a couple of battle mages who are making the darkness disappear with their spells.

“How the hell did they sneak up on us? I had scouts around the perimeter to avoid this sort of thing!” you mutter to yourself. Doesn’t matter now you suppose, what you have to do is get the hell out of here as fast as possible. You don’t like running, but you’ll end up losing more people if you stick around and fight. Besides, there are probably more troops behind the archers or at least on their way. However you do see this as an opportunity, in fact it saves you the trouble of even weeding out various eternals.

You deliberately give orders that all the eternals need to engage Ackerson’s army while the rest of the shadows make the escape attempt.

“Everyone else, grab what you can, head for those hills, speed up and cloak!” you shout.
“You can’t send them to engage the army, they’ll all be killed!” Talia says.
“If it is Dendrin’s will, then that’s what’s going to happen, better that they should die in his service than all of be destroyed, now let’s move!” you shout back.

Talia isn’t happy with the decision, but follows your lead.

The soldiers are still shooting at you of course, but they’re doing it blind. Some of the mages get a few people though by blindly throwing fireballs in the general direction. It isn’t long before the ranged attacks become lessened when the eternals close in for combat. As you get closer and closer to the hills, the arrows and fireballs have seemed to have stopped altogether.

The next few days also involve some fighting with more soldiers in the hills, and while it’s mostly swordsmen you still don’t have a major advantage as you’re short several good warriors since losing all of the eternals. You curse the fact that you behaved so rashly. Though nobody is cursing more than Cyrus when Dravin gets cut down by a lucky soldier, he nearly kills all the skirmishers himself after that happens. After the battle he still hasn’t calmed down.

“Cyrus I know you’re upset about Dravin, but we’ve got to keep moving.”
“Fuck you! This is YOUR fault!” Cyrus shouts as he morns over Dravin’s body. “If you hadn’t sent all the eternals to sacrifice themselves we might’ve had more people with us to close the gaps in our defenses! What the hell were you thinking?”
“I was thinking that I was trying to save most of the shadows instead of all of getting killed instead!”
“Well you’ve sure done a great job of that oh great Shadow Master!”
“Cyrus, you honestly have a problem with me being Shadow Master after you practically begged like a pathetic worm for me to spare your life?”
“And that was the biggest mistake of my entire life! I see now that you were never the chosen one of Dendrin, either that or he’s abandoned you and as a result us completely! Did you ever really talk to him at all or did you just make it all up?”
“I knew I should’ve killed you…”
“What’s stopping you now?”

Talia attempts to separate the pair of you, but both of you are ready to draw weapons on each other. Meanwhile Theo is attempting to keep the rest of the shadows in order who are not only demoralized by the attacks and loss of people, but also the fact that their leadership is fighting on top of it.

Things go from bad to worse when Talia is accidentally stabbed in the chest by Cyrus when he tries to stab you instead. You see her fall to ground with a look of shock on her face. Cyrus stands with a bloody dagger in his hand with a similar look of surprise on his face.

“I…didn’t…I meant to…I…” Cyrus stutters as your eyes look right through him.

You waste no time and tackle him to the ground. Theo shouts for you to stop, but you don’t hear anything until you hear the last sounds of Cyrus’ breath as you choke the life out of him before breaking his neck. By the time you’re done, no body knows what to think or do. They just stand around watching the self destruction of their order.

You go back over to Talia’s body and find her still alive, but breathing weakly.

“I’m sorry Talia, I…should’ve be able to stop…”
“Stop what? It was Dendrin’s will that…I die obviously…at least I’ll see my eternals again…my children…” Talia says and lapses into unconsciousness and then death.

You shed a few tears over her death, then Theo tries to get you to move.

“Shadow Master we have to keep moving as you said.”
“You want to keep moving go ahead Theo. I’ll be staying here.” Looking off in the distance.
“But you’re the Shadow Master, you have to…”
“I don’t have to do shit! You want the job? Go ahead, I make you Shadow Master. Lots of luck! Now begone!” you shout.

Theo stands there for a while and starts to say something, but stops. Instead he just tells the remaining shadows to keep moving and eventually they’re all out of the area leaving you alone with several dead bodies surrounding you.

When the rest of General Ackerson’s men reach you, you’re still sitting on the ground cradling Talia’s body. They shout some predictable threats and such at you, but you ignore them. You don’t care anymore. You’re numb all the way until you feel a sword blow to your head.

And then you feel nothing ever again.


The Empire might be dead, but chances are shadows probably still aren’t welcomed in these parts. You’re not afraid of a fight, but you aren’t sure just how much manpower and support this warlord has and there is no need to take unnecessary chances. Besides, some of the shadows traveling with you have actual families; if there is going to be growth in this organization then you can’t risk them.

“Okay everyone, we’re heading off road. I’m warning you now, we may have to drop baggage if need be, but until then, we’re continuing our journey to Delerg. I also want all of you Eternal shadows to cloak yourself and walk on our perimeter. If you see anything or anyone that might be hostile, don’t reveal yourself, but instead report to either me, Cyrus or Talia directly and take a position that will allow you to ambush any interlopers when the time comes.”
“Won’t we look like an easier target with less people visible? Shouldn’t we have a show of force instead?” Cyrus asks.
“We could, but we’d likely be attacked anyway since we’re probably going to be outnumbered here. This way at least we’ll have the drop on anyone who decides to attack. There’s no easy way to do this, better that we play to our strengths and use stealth. That’s why I want to avoid the roads altogether.”
“Very well Shadow Master.” Cyrus remarks.

As you continue your journey across the long stretch of uneven fields, Talia comes up to speak to you.

“I think you’ve made the right decision in traveling off road like this.”
“Hope so, we’re pretty open out here. I’d hate for some platoon of patrolling archers to start firing at us.”
“Well the cloaked scouts around us should give us a little warning at least. That was a good idea too. In fact I’m pretty excited about this whole journey. It’s a new chance to start over and I think it will do everyone some good…though I hope we will find a book or writings of the old ritual to open up the portal to Dendrin again.”
“Well, it’s a pretty old ruin and in swamp. I don’t think we can get our hopes up too much that anything like that survived, but that doesn’t matter right? I mean if people are going to follow Dendrin, then he’ll find a way to reach them surely.”
“I suppose you’re right, I just…well it’s silly I guess, but the new batch of eternal brothers and sisters never got properly indoctrinated by Dendrin and I think it would do them well to hear his words from his own voice.”
“I don’t think we need to worry about their loyalty or dedication at this point, you’ve probably trained and taught them better than anyone could’ve about the ways of the shadow save for Dendrin himself.”
“Yeah…maybe that’s what’s needed...”

Talia at this point gets very quiet. Her face shows a combination of fear and guilt. It’s obvious she wants to tell you more, but now she’s afraid to.

“Talia, let’s ride over there from the rest of the group for a moment.” You say.

Talia nods and rides off and you tell Cyrus to take oversee everything while you talk to Talia privately. When you ride over next to her she’s in the middle of crying.

“Talia, I don’t know what this is all about, but you know you can tell me and not be afraid about it.”
“I’m not afraid of you… (sob) I mean I know your feelings for me are so strong that you’d probably be willing to overlook almost any transgression and that’s partly what I’m afraid of, because (sob) I don’t want you to get in trouble because of my decisions.”
“Wha…? How am I going to get into trouble? What IS this all about and start from the beginning.”

After calming herself, Talia begins to tell you what exactly is troubling her and she starts from the beginning which apparently was three years ago. She tells you that she caught two of the male eternals raping one of the female ones in a storeroom and that she did nothing about it, because she wanted to see if they suffered from infertility like the old eternals did. Instead she let the two males off with a warning and convinced the victim that something like this would never happen again. She also tells you that of course the female never got pregnant so it would seem the infertility also exists in the new eternals as well.

“And you never thought to tell me this before?”
“You had other concerns on your mind and I had it under control, or at least I thought I did…”
“What? What happened?”
“While we were waiting out the snowstorm, remember how Brother Seminai broke his neck while coming back from look out duty? He slipped on some ice and fell down the stairs?”
“(Sigh) Let me guess, he was pushed?”
“Sister Grace did. It was apparently in retaliation when he had raped her two night before. She told me and begged me not to tell you since she didn’t want to be punished for harming another shadow…it isn’t her fault. Its mine, I should’ve taught them all better, I am their mother and they are my children and I’ve failed them.”

You shake your head at this point. You know Talia’s always had a maternal instinct towards the eternals, but you didn’t think it would go this far. You also have always known the newer eternals to be a bit more “wilder” but that only seemed to be in battle and you could easily rein them in. You never realized there was a deeper darkness within them and who knows how many harbor these undesirable traits.

“Okay, first question. This Brother Seminai and Sister Grace were they also the ones involved three years ago? I mean is this a repeat action?”
“No, those were three different eternals.”
“Wonderful, I was hoping to limit my worry. Anyway, I know we’re low on the women folk in our order, but I think you know we can’t tolerate wanton raping just because their horny and undisciplined.”
“I know and it was wrong of me to keep this from you in the first place…I just wanted our order to flourish with the blood of eternals…I mean yes I have hope that the shadows will at least grow, but we’re also eternals and we will eventually die out.”
“Well, if these new ones are displaying these types of traits, maybe it’s better that we do. I mean I don’t pretend to be a devout clergy man that does nothing but good deeds and I will always have a desire for battle, I think most Eternals do having it bred into them, but I’ve never committed cruelty for the sake of it.”
“What are you going to do?”
“I’m not sure yet, but my other question is why did you think I would get into trouble?”
“Because while you knew nothing about this, you would still be innocent in Dendrin’s eyes and because I know your love for me is such that no matter what you decide punishment won’t befall me even though it should. Dendrin I fear would not look favorably on you if you decide to do nothing to all those guilty after hearing what I’ve told you.”

It’s funny, but you’ve been keeping a bigger secret than Talia for decades. You almost feel like telling her that Dendrin isn’t going to give a shit what you decide especially since he hasn’t seen fit to even speak to you in years.

In any case, you probably need to do something, though you just aren’t sure it needs to be now. You’re in the middle of potentially hostile territory and settling an internal dispute might not be the best thing right now. Still the new eternals are going to have to be dealt with on some level and the sooner the better. As for Talia, she’s right in that you wouldn’t do anything to her, but it is somewhat surprising that she allowed this to happen. She might be a bit delusional, but you still love her. You give her an answer that should seem impartial though.

“Talia, I need to know the names of the brothers involved in the rape three years ago and I need to know of any other eternal who has displayed potential disruptive behavior within the shadow order. I will have to consult Dendrin on this and decide what should be done with them…and you.”
“I…I understand. I know you must be fair on this matter and I will accept any judgment that Dendrin sees fit to give.”
“Well, I will have to as well and despite you only just now telling me, I may still be in trouble as well. After all as Shadow Master I really should’ve been more aware of my own people, but don’t worry about me. I will beg Dendrin for his forgiveness and that of all involved in this. Perhaps he will show mercy.”
“We can only hope.” Talia replies and tells you the names as the two of you ride back to the group.

Later that night you continue to ponder whether or not to dispose of your more troublesome followers. Granted the two in question haven’t done anything in three years, but that potential is always there, and so are the ones that haven’t done anything yet, but show signs of it. You can only guess this is more due to their breeding not anything they’ve been taught since they still uphold the tenets of being a shadow without question and that’s a bigger problem.

If you kill them, is it going to stop there? All of them came out of those Derro tanks and who knows what the hell kind of magical concoction is coursing through their veins to make them behave in such an unstable manner and why is it becoming more of a problem lately?

It’s times like this you almost wish that you actually COULD call upon Dendrin for his help…

And why can’t you?

What could it hurt?

If you actually pray to him for help and he doesn’t listen, then nothing was lost and you’re back to what your plan was originally, which is dealing with the situation yourself in a violent manner.

Of course if he actually does listen, he might very well help, but with a “catch.” You’ve known Dendrin for too long to know that when he does help, he doesn’t often do it in anyway that could be considered generous.
> You pray to Dendrin
You never thought you’d ever be doing this willingly…

“Dendrin, if you’re still watching me, we need to have a talk and you probably know what it is about already. So have your giggles if you must about all this, but I’m asking you for your help and I mean real help, not cryptic answers or hollow words. And if you don’t listen to me, then I suppose I’ll figure it out myself as usual.”

About ten minutes later after your “prayer” you drift off to sleep and find yourself in a place you haven’t been in a long time.

“Been a long time Eternal. While I’m glad to see it is you who initiated the dialogue for a change, I am a little hurt though that you’ve only called on me because you need help. But I suppose any progress with a cynical soul like you is better than nothing. Why its almost like you’re taking a leap of faith…”

Great he’s going to milk this for all its worth.

“Anyway enough of that, what can I do for you exactly today?”
“Well I figure you being all knowing and all, you’re already familiar with the dilemma, so I was hoping that…in your benevolent wisdom, you’d see fit to help me.”

A loud chortle echos throughout your mind.

“All knowing and benevolent wisdom is it? A word of advice Eternal, don’t attempt to grovel, it doesn’t suit you. Though I do appreciate the attempt as it shows there is hope for you after all, which I always believed would be the case. The answer is yes, I will help you.”
“That’s it?”
“Yes. What? Is there more you required from me?”
“No, but…well what are you going to do exactly?”
“Get rid of your problems of course.”
“That’s what I’m talking about. You’re not being specific, I mean for all I know your version of getting rid of my problems means killing me.”
“My dear Eternal have you gained faith in me only to lose it so quickly? (Sigh) I suppose this is a bit too much for you. Very well I shall explain MY end of the bargain. When you reach Delerg, I want you to go to my temple and in a very hidden location on one of the walls near a pillar you will find a button. Press it and you shall recover most of the lost shadow history in an area below the temple. One of the books includes the ritual to open up the portal to my realm. Send your remaining Eternals into it and I shall do the rest.”
“That…that’s almost exactly what Talia had hoped for when she suggested this journey.”
“Yes, I know. That’s because she’s a believer. So if you’re still wondering what my price is, it’s just gaining more loyal followers that will no longer cause potential strife within the order… and the assurance on your part that you will be doing your best to restoring my temple to its former glory.”
“Of course…wait you said remaining Eternals. What did you mean?”
“Oh you’ll find out soon.”

Suddenly you are pulled out your state of numbness and into the real world.

“Get up! We’re being attacked!” Talia yells and picks you up by the arm. A bright light is illuminating the nighttime sky along with several fire arrows. You roll under a wagon to avoid immediate danger.

It would appear General Ackerson’s men have discovered you and have attacked in force. They’re being smart about it too, attacking at night with archers and unfortunately also a couple of battle mages who are making the darkness disappear with their spells.

“How the hell did they sneak up on us? I had scouts around the perimeter to avoid this sort of thing!” you mutter to yourself. Doesn’t matter now you suppose, what you have to do is get the hell out of here as fast as possible. You don’t like running, but you’ll end up losing more people if you stick around and fight. Besides, there are probably more troops behind the archers or at least on their way.

“Everyone, grab what you can, head for those hills, speed up and cloak!” you shout. Talia and Cyrus both repeat this order so everyone can hear it. You sort of figured you’d end up dropping most of baggage, but probably not exactly like this!

The soldiers are still shooting at you of course, but they’re doing it blind. Some of the mages get a few people though by blindly throwing fireballs in the general direction. Of course not every shadow has listened to you, some of them decided to run in the direction of the soldiers instead. These are some of the eternals of course. As you get closer and closer to the hills, the arrows and fireballs have seemed to have stopped altogether, it seems as if some of the eternals have managed to tie up the troops by engaging in close combat with some of them.

The next few days also involve some fighting with more soldiers in the hills, but since it’s mostly swordsmen you’re got more of an advantage on your side and you lose no more people. Eventually the attacks stop altogether. You’ve either gotten far enough away, or General Ackerson has decided it’s not worth losing any more men over.

You take a head count to see who is still alive and you now understand what Dendrin meant by the “remaining eternals” as most of the ones who did die were eternals. (Specifically the same ones Talia gave you the names of) Talia also asks you if you consulted Dendrin’s advice on what is to be done about what was discussed before.

“I believe our recent attack has solved some of it, and Dendrin told me that when we reach the temple, he will solve the rest. He also said that you were right all along, we were meant to take this journey. I think we had to suffer a few losses before the shadow order can truly move forward.” You tell Talia, she seems relieved that you or her aren’t in trouble with Dendrin.

When the hills begin to flatten and ground starts to become soft, you know that you’ve reached the Delerg border. Brother Theo takes the lead from here and compared to your journey through Quala its downright uneventful other than annoying groups of Sul-monkeys that throw things from the low trees every once in awhile.

Eventually you arrive at the temple and everyone is filled with a great joy. You figure you should make some sort of uplifting speech about triumph and such, so you do. Then you tell everyone to start exploring the temple and get settled in where they can, you’ll worry about fixing the place up later.

The inside of the temple is in surprisingly good condition. You waste no time in seeking out the stone “button” that will open up a secret place in the temple. Eventually you find it (which you doubt you would’ve been able to do if Dendrin hadn’t told you) and descend down.

What you find is better than you could’ve hoped for when you first arrived and that’s living quarters for what you presume would be for the old shadow high priests or whatever. It isn’t fancy, but it’s fairly clean. You imagine that this place hasn’t been accessed in centuries. The walls are very solidly made so it doesn’t even look like signs of any natural intrusion have occurred either. Just as Dendrin said, there is a fully stocked library which no doubt contain most of the shadow’s history and wisdom, and more importantly the ritual that you can use on the eternals. Talia, immediately starts looking through the books while you and Cyrus explore the rest of the place.

There is one “room” that sticks out which isn’t man made and that’s a small natural cavern, which seems to be an underground garden of some sort with a shallow stream of fresh water flowing through it. Blue glowing fungus lights up the place and there are no exits other than the small openings the water is flowing through. Cyrus takes some purple berries off one of the bushes and pops them in his mouth and remarks how good they taste.

“Looks like we won’t have to worry about clean water immediately, even our food can be supplemented here. Dendrin provides as usual.” He says.
“Indeed and while I know we all serve Dendrin, rank also has its privileges. I’ll be sleeping down here in one of those bedrooms with Talia.” You remark.
“Heh, well there are three of them from what I’ve seen, surely the Shadow Master doesn’t need ALL of them.” Cyrus replies.
“Well I might’ve needed them to store belongings, but since we dropped most of them, I suppose I don’t have any problem with you and Draven taking one of the rooms. How is Draven anyway, if it wasn’t for you, I’d probably forget he’s even with us.”
“Oh he’s fine. He’s always been a bit more on the quiet side as you know.”
“Mm, well since I’m in a generous mood, I guess Brother Theo and Sister Yvette can take the third room. The pair of them have helped the shadows in more ways than I can count. Besides I know they got something going on with each other, have no idea why they haven’t bonded properly yet though.”
“Maybe they don’t want to be tied down to one person?”
“If that was the case, I wouldn’t see them together almost all the time. I swear since we first kicked the Empire out of Rask, those two have been practically joined at the hip.”

Before Cyrus can agree with your observation Talia steps in and interrupts.

“I found it! I found the book! We can perform the ritual!” she exclaims.
“Already? That was quick. Okay, well you study it and we’ll get to it as soon as possible.”
“But you are Shadow Master my love, only YOU can do it properly.” Talia says and thrusts the book upon you.
“Oh…well I suppose my magical abilities have come a long way from what they used to be. Very well then, I shall study this tome and we can give the new eternals a proper induction into the shadows like we all were right?”

Talia and Cyrus both nod at your remark.

You excuse yourself and retire to your bedroom to begin a long night of studying.
> You time passes...
Year 46

Took long enough, and sometimes it never seemed like it was going to happen, but you’ve finally restored Dendrin’s temple. Restoring it wasn’t easy either, especially not one as big and in such disrepair like Dendrin’s. The surprising thing is you’ve not only restored it in appearance, but in use as well.

The one of the first difficult things was getting the stone. Delerg isn’t exactly flush with rock quarries. The second difficult thing was getting help to restore it in the first place. The shadows might be great warriors and have more knowledge than the average peasant, but nobody in your ranks is a laborer or into masonry. Obviously outside help was necessary.

Fortunately since the fall of the Empire, Delerg had once again become a quiet place with no “leader.” Most of the inhabitants were content to go about their simple lives like they once did before the Empire. When you arrived in Sinkhole, to ask around for workers to try to restore the temple, some couldn’t volunteer fast enough to help.

This need to help you, was a combination of a few things. The most important one being that Delerg was always shadow friendly. The Empire may have ruled it for a while, but the respect that its people had for the shadows was always greater. The shadows after all were once the main protectors of the area before the Empire.

Combining this with the fact that the shadows were the main ones who helped influence so much rebellion and caused the destruction of the Empire, it was only natural that you were as warmly embraced like you were. Good thing too, because you certainly didn’t have the coin to pay the workers in the first place!

As the temple was slowly being restored, more people started flocking to your aid. Some of these were old rebels that the shadows lost contact with when you started consolidating your forces in Rask. They remember you though and offer help in any way their skills allow.

While you were always a little surprised by how much free help you were always willing to get, what surprised you more is how little you really needed to do to get it. These people had no one telling them what to do or how to live anymore, and yet a lot of them seemed to be in a big hurry for that to change by becoming Dendrin worshippers! You understand gratitude, but to willingly surrender a portion of your earnings and time to serve an invisible being that you had no proof existed, while some guy claiming to be his “representative” tell you how you should live seemed like a step backwards for them at least. For you though, it was all beneficial as eventually some of these devoted souls wanted to become full-fledged shadows. Naturally you accepted them into your ranks provided they could pass through the testing.

Right now things have been better for you than they have ever been. You’ve got a nice restored temple, a fair sized congregation, the ranks of the shadows are slowly starting to grow again and most importantly you haven’t had to deal with any problems with the new eternals (Now known as the Shadow Blades) ever since they all went through the ritual. Dendrin was true to his word on that, just like you were true to yours by restoring his temple.

Still, even after directly helping you, you still can’t bring yourself to “worship” Dendrin. Not really. Part of you feels like it was the least he could’ve done after all the stuff in the past he’s put you through. Another of part of you feels as if you’ve “repaid the debt” by restoring the temple.

He’s probably granted you more power as you’ve noticed your magical abilities becoming superior to everyone else’s and it taking much less effort, but again you still feel no sense of “awe” in Dendrin that would cause you to willingly worship him as a god.

To you, he’s a very powerful being that is a whimsical ally at best. You’ve come to realize that he is probably deserving of your respect in regard to his power and you always keep that in mind when up keeping the charade of his religion. Perhaps it is enough, or at least it’ll have to be since you don’t see yourself changing your mind on the matter anytime soon, especially when you’ve been trying to figure out what your next big course of action should be.

The problem with a lack of conflict is that you find yourself very bored. Even in Rask, the monotony was broken up with the occasional giant or ogre attack. Here in Delerg there are no such great dangers surprisingly enough. Most dangerous swamp beasts prefer to stick to their own stomping grounds which all seem to be away from your part of the swamp and Sul-monkeys aren’t a threat so much as they’re an occasional annoyance when large groups of them decide to use the temple roof as a mating area! The last time you had any true conflict was when General Ackerson’s men ambushed you and part of you hasn’t forgotten that incident. From what you know, he’s still in power and sometimes you’d like to change that just on principle.

Quala is still an area in a power struggle between competing warlords, but so far there have been no attempt by any of them to expand into Delerg, probably because there isn’t much here in the first place save for swamp. Not to mention there are most likely trickles of news coming in about the return of the shadows to Delerg. Most of the warlords being ex-Empire probably would like to get some sort of revenge, but know that their losses would be considerable if they even attempted such a thing, so you are left alone.

Talia and Cyrus seem to be content with how things are now, why can’t you be? Funny that you were concerned about the new eternals being restless and getting themselves into trouble, while here you are considering starting a fight because your bored with peace! The only real reason you can think of is petty revenge on General Ackerson and that’s not a very good one even if you could easily tell everyone that Dendrin told you all to go kill him.

In your moment of introspection, you take another look at what you’ve accomplished. You went from being a lone unbeliever practically trapped in an organization that was determined to overthrow an enemy several times larger than itself to the victorious leader of said organization, which is now thriving under your watch.

You probably could defeat Ackerson, but at what cost? Last you heard he has thousands of men at his command still and that includes a few battle mages. The shadows may be growing slowly, but that’s just it, slowly. You don’t have anywhere near the numbers to start raising armies. Sure, you have the entire support of probably all of Delerg, but that doesn’t mean much in the scheme of things if most of the people aren’t warriors. You kill Ackerson and take his territory then what? You hold it? How long can that last with the numbers you’d have left? You doubt if the people of Quala would be as supportive, if anything they probably blame the shadows for the miserable warring state they live in now. This doesn’t even factor in the OTHER warlords in the area. They may all decide to gang up on you and if you’re in any sort of weakened condition they may even press their attack into Delerg itself.

No, the risk doesn’t seem worth it compared to the petty gain. The shadows have never been about conquest and they probably shouldn’t start now. However, that doesn’t mean you should stay idle. Peace is fine, but perhaps there is a way of initiating conflict without actually doing it.

It occurs to you that the warlords of Quala won’t always be fighting. Eventually one of them is going to win or manage to unite the area in some way. When that happens then Delerg might be in potential danger, so it would be in your best interest to make sure that doesn’t happen. Keep Quala weak and disorganized while keeping Delerg the opposite.

You start sending in shadows into Quala to get a good idea of what the situation is there, but not to actually do anything yet. Theo is mostly in charge of this due to his previous experience of working extensively in the region during the Empire war. Eventually after a couple months you have all the information you really need and ready to put the second part of your plan into action, which is to keep the region destabilized. This is going to include sabotage, misdirection, more spying, and assassinations, all those things that play on the strengths of the shadows.

“I like it. So when do we start assassinating people?” Cyrus remarks causing Draven to chuckle.
“Well, we probably should decide who needs it first. Some of the leaders sound so incompetent that it might be better if we left them in charge.” Talia adds.
“Shouldn’t we have some sort of plan before doing this?” Yvette asks.
“We do have a plan, I just explained it.” You say not understanding why she would ask such a question.
“I…think what my wife means is should we not have a greater plan other than sewing chaos. I do not presume to disagree with your reasons Shadow Master, but I do believe that causing discord for the sake of doing it might seem a bit…well…short term.” Theo says.
“So you believe that we should actually take territory? I explained why I believe that would be a problem.”
“No, no, I agree that we shouldn’t be marching armies into Quala, I guess what I mean is perhaps this would also be a good time to launch an aggressive campaign of converting unbelievers. You know send our better speakers to some of the smaller villages that are unhappy with life under the warlords and telling them how Dendrin can release them from such misery. Given enough time, we would have so many converted that we wouldn’t have to worry about raising an army or Quala ever being a threat because most of the population would all be believers in Dendrin.”

An interesting suggestion from Theo and one you weren’t really expecting from him. He also mentions he could get back in contact with some of the old rebels he knows are still living in Quala to help more directly as well.
> You go with Theo's plan
It might be a bit a more complex than what you first envisioned, but it probably would be well worth it to try. You agree to Theo’s plan and put it in motion.

Theo says that the first thing he should do is to directly contact Sam Jowin, one of the major warlords in the area. He’s fairly sure that Sam will agree to help out the shadows especially if it means stomping out the remaining pathetic remnants of the Empire. Plus it’ll be one less warlord to worry about if he’s on the side of the shadows.

“Just like the old days eh?” you say.
“Yes, I suppose so.” Theo answers.
“I don’t see why we can’t still send our Blades in to cause some problems yet. I mean we know they can do it without being detected.” Cyrus remarks.
“We’ll get a chance, don’t worry. Just have to wait a bit longer for the right time.” You remark.
“Hm, I suppose so.” Cyrus answers.

You get the impression that Theo is more than a little excited about doing this and Cyrus is a little disappointed that he doesn’t get to do more at this time. Looks like it wasn’t just you getting bored with peace either after bringing this plan up. Though Yvette is looking a bit concerned mainly for her husband most likely, she really shouldn’t though given how skilled he is, let alone the fact that it’s part of his duty as a shadow anyway.

While you aren’t actually getting into any action, it still feels good to be planning something more than the daily prayers to Dendrin.

Year 50

“Ackerson’s men were seen at the edges of the Delerg borders again. Pretty sure they’re preparing for an attack this time.” Brother Gannon remarks.
“(Sigh) Call for the Blades to do double patrols.” You say rubbing your head.
“I told you we should’ve just assassinated him when we had the chance, now that bastard’s not only really entrenched, but he’s also gained ground in Quala! What the fuck is Theo DOING over there, we haven’t heard from him in months!” Cyrus exclaims.
“He’s serving Dendrin and the shadows as he always has! Thanks to him, we’ve gotten converts and making our ranks grow! And don’t you think I’m just as concerned about him not having reported in for a long time?!” Yvette snaps.
“Yes, I’m sure you are Yvette, but the converts we’ve gained haven’t really strengthened us to any great degree and in fact they may have been a hindrance as it just brought more attention to ourselves.” Talia remarks.
“And how would’ve Cyrus’ plan of assassinating everyone not called attention to us? You don’t think if leaders just started dropping dead people wouldn’t have suspected us? Everyone knew were located here in Delerg and could’ve attacked us eventually anyway. At least now we not only have a few extra human converts, but also one of the warlords on our side.” Yvette says.

Yevette’s “human” remark gets your attention, despite everyone else missing it. What is she getting at?

“For now. How the hell do we know this Sam nutter isn’t going to turn on us when he gets strong enough? Ever since he decimated Anu’s forces, he’s gotten into a position where he could attack us in force just as easily as Ackerson could, probably more so. Which brings me to the question of why the hell hasn’t he been pushing Ackerson a lot harder? I mean, he’s supposed to be our ally, move in man! Attack!” Cyrus shouts.
“Well from last reports months ago, Theo says Sam was having problems with the western front and to the south from Brenda.” Talia interjects, in an attempt to keep Cyrus calm, it doesn’t work.

“Oh that’s bullshit Talia and you know it! Those assholes in western Quala are so disorganized they’re barely a threat to each other, let alone Sam. And as for Brenda, I don’t think so. I’ve got some of my OWN people spying down in Nalin and they say the place is pretty damn peaceful apart from the raids that Sam sends down there. Even the kobolds are mostly contributing members of society now. Shit, if Brenda wasn’t on the wrong side I’d say she’d make a better ally than Sam would.

Now Cyrus’ remark gets your attention, in fact it gets EVERYONE’S attention.

“Cyrus who and WHEN did you send people to the Nalin province? I didn’t order such a thing!” you remark.
“I sent a few Blades last year and you’re right you didn’t tell me and if I’m in violation of the shadow code, then you by all means you’re well in your rights to have me executed…but I felt like we needed to know what the hell Brenda is up to! I mean she’s potentially the biggest threat to us military wise, not to mention she IS the last true remnant of the Empire.”

You shake your head not so much at what Cyrus did, but the fact that you didn’t catch it. You think back to when you first came up with this plan and now you wonder why you just didn’t leave well enough alone. You wanted to be free of boredom and now you’ve got it in abundance.

“What’s done is done now, but I’d like to know why the hell you didn’t at least report what you found immediately considering that you said you send them a year ago!” you remark.
“They were still gathering intel and I wanted to make sure if this was going to cost me my life, it was going to be worth it at least!”
“Cyrus, stop being so damn dramatic, nobody’s killing anyone here.” Talia says.
“Maybe they should though…” Yvette says.

Another statement that causes a pause in the arguing.

“What was that Yvette?” Cyrus says in a challenging way, Dravin who has been quiet the whole time now gets up and attempts to hold Cyrus back. Yvette is obviously upset about more than a few things, her husband’s disappearance being one of them, but she doesn’t back down from Cyrus despite she’d be no match for him.

“I said maybe you should be killed! You directly defied the Shadow Master AND Dendrin’s will! You know according to the ancient ways of the shadows, you would’ve been subjected to having your hands and feet cut off followed by your eyes ears and nose before your mouth was fused shut and you were dragged out to the swamp where the Sul Monkeys could feast on what was left!”
“In case you haven’t noticed sister, these aren’t the old days anymore.” Cyrus says almost daring her to attack.
“Yeah, don’t I know it.” Yvette says, looking at him, Talia, then you before storming off.

“Well if you’re going to have me killed, I’ll be in my room waiting for your decision seeing as I can’t break any rules there.” Cyrus remarks dryly and walks off as well. Draven follows in an attempt to calm him, giving you a few worried glances as he leaves.

You and Talia are left in the room by yourselves. Sometimes you wish it was always like that.

“You can’t seriously be considering executing Cyrus for this.” Talia says.
“Probably not, but it’s really not a good sign of what he did. We’re supposed to be sneaking around against other people, not each other.”
“His intentions were for the good of the shadows.”
“Yeah and you know what they say about good intentions. Ugh, how the hell did I let that slip by me in the first place?”
“It slipped by all of us, Cyrus is skilled.”
“Yeah and that’s the problem. Call me paranoid, but in an order where everyone can cloak at will, dropping your guard for one moment could lead to a quick death if someone wanted to do it.”
“Now, you can’t start thinking like that! We’re all Dendrin’s faithful, we don’t hurt one another.”
“Forgotten about Brother Seminai and Sister Grace huh? Yes, I know that was a different situation, but the problem still stands. In fact it’s the same original problem with just a few minor differences.”
“What do you mean?”
“Didn’t you notice Yvette? It’s obvious that she doesn’t like our kind, meaning Eternals. I dunno if this is a new thing or if she’s always harbored these feelings. Besides getting the new ones under control, I was also hoping it would prevent any possible conflict we might have had between the pure human shadows and Eternal shadows, but apparently not.”
“Well what are we going to do about that?”
“Good question, I’m going to have to think on that and Cyrus’ recent behavior, because while he might not be deserving of execution, I can’t just have him going off and doing his own thing like that. Especially since it was only due to me showing him mercy and a hell of a lot of trust that I allowed him to live in the first place. Pulling a stunt like this is making me regret that decision.”

Talia leaves you alone at this point, she just gives you the usual if you find yourself lost, to seek Dendrin’s guidance. The funny thing is maybe you should’ve considering Dendrin warned you that Cyrus would still be a potential problem years ago.

You sit by yourself thinking and going back and forth on what to do about Cyrus and after an hour you’re still no closer to a solution. At this point you don’t even want to bother thinking about what to do about Yvette, though getting someone to seek out her husband would be a good start.

As you’re about to leave the council chamber, Draven appears in the doorway. He looks like he’s even more worried than when he left. He’s even shaking a bit.

“Uh…um Shadow Master. I…”
“What is it Draven? And why are you shaking?”

He doesn’t answer and just starts sniffling and trying not to cry. He looks like he’s going to have a complete breakdown and then suddenly he breathes deeply and exhales.

“Draven what happened? Where’s Cyrus and what’s he done?” you ask sensing that this is the cause of his behavior.

“Nothing. And I’m sorry.” Draven says and he suddenly speeds himself up and attempts to shoot you with his armbow!

Being more powerful in the ways of shadow magic now, you easily speed yourself up and dodge this attempt on your life. You react with a shadowfire bolt to his head, Draven falls back and drops dead instantly.

You briefly wonder why Draven would attempt such a thing, knowing that he couldn’t have won, but you don’t dwell on it too much since you figure that Cyrus was behind it in the first place.

“ASSASSIN! SHADOWS BLOCK THE ENTRANCES! LET NO ONE LEAVE!” you yell as loud hoping the whole temple heard it as you can and run out of the council room looking for Cyrus.

In the chaos, you continue bellowing orders to everyone while still looking for Cyrus and telling others to find him as well. Talia rushes to you asking what’s going on and you explain that Draven just tried to kill you.

“WHAT?!”
“Obviously Cyrus put him up to it. If this isn’t proof that he is not only disobedient to Dendrin’s laws, but also willing to betray them, I don’t know what is!” Yvette says overhearing the conversation.

Just as you’re about to tell some of the shadows to go scouring the swamp for Cyrus, he suddenly pops up running into the gathering hall directly towards you. Thinking that he’s trying to finish the job himself you immediately order him to be stopped and then create a small barrier around yourself. Several of the Blades, along with Talia gather around you as well. You’re glad that the Blades’ loyalty seems to be on your side, even if a couple of them did obey Cyrus’ orders to go into Nalin.

Cyrus is practically tackled to the floor though he’s confused to as why it’s happening.

“What the…why is everyone holding me down?! What is this? Where’s Draven?” he says.
“You know damn well where he is, you sent him to kill me not a few minutes ago!” you answer.
“WHAT?! I did no such thing! He was upset about went down in the council chambers and…wait where is he?”
“Where do you think? I’m still alive to confront you on your treachery aren’t I? I mean you had to have known that I’d easily dispatch Draven.”

This remark causes silence in Cyrus. He looks down, as you demand to know who else is involved in his little conspiracy. When he looks up again to address you, his face shows a mixture of anger and anguish.

“There is no conspiracy you paranoid fuck! Don’t you think if I had planned one some of these people would’ve been trying to kill you right now? I would’ve thought that you would’ve at least thought higher of me that I could’ve come up with a better plan, which I wasn’t doing in the first place! I mean if I had, I certainly wouldn’t have allowed myself to be caught like an idiot like this. I thought we settled all this years ago when you first became Shadow Master. I pledged my loyalty and I meant that! I see my words mean nothing after all though, so do what you want. I submit myself to Dendrin and your final judgement as I always have.”

Such in-fighting of the shadow leaders in a public display hasn’t probably been seen since Brother Shade tried to kill Master Ebon. Cyrus seems resigned to whatever fate you have in store for him, but you’re wondering if he’s trying to stall for time somehow. He claims that he doesn’t have others working for him, but for all you know they’re just staying quiet so that they can’t get into trouble and their courage to go through with your assassination has failed them completely.

Or perhaps they just want Cyrus himself out of the way so that they can take power at a later time.
> You kill Cyrus
Cyrus has proven time and time again to be a thorn in your side. You tried to give him a chance, but there is just too much ambition in him. Even if he wasn’t behind Dravin’s actions, his behavior has proven time and time again that he isn’t going to let Dravin’s death go if you spare him. How long will it be before deep-seated resentment and anger get to him and he really seeks out revenge?

You can’t take that chance.

Without another word you perform the same spell that Master Ebon once did to stop Brother Shade from killing him. Cyrus’ silence is now broken by his grunts and gasps of pain as he clutches his head. He begins bleeding from the ears and eventually the eyes.

“I…join…you…Drav…” he manages to utter before her brain explodes inside his head. Cyrus’ body lies motionless on the floor and you address the crowd.

“This was unfortunate, but necessary. Let this be an example to those that would seek to harm or conspire against their brothers and sisters. Dendrin will not tolerate traitors and neither will I. Someone get this out of my sight.” You say waving to Cyrus’ body.

The next few days are a little tense, but eventually things relax a little. You’re still trying to find Brother Theo. When you manage to contact Sam directly he says he thought Theo was going back to report to you weeks ago since he hasn’t seen him since that time. He goes on to say that Theo tended to move about a lot since he was also spreading a bit of the shadow faith in his spare time. He also apologizes for not keeping a better eye on General Ackerson and his latest patrols on your borders, but he’s been having difficulties with Brenda and even some of the other eastern warlords lately.

Sam isn’t the only one apologizing. Yvette also says she’s sorry to you and how she’s just been so upset about her husband that she didn’t meant to speak out of line before. She says she knows that you’ve been leading well as Shadow Master. You tell her that you appreciate her support and tell her to just keep faith in Dendrin that you’ll eventually find Theo even if he’s dead, he’ll be given a proper burial.

Unfortunately when he does pop up again he’s not dead and you find out what he’s been up to isn’t good for the shadows even though he believes it to be.

All the new shadows Brother Theo has been converting in Quala have been following a much different doctrine than the regular one. Namely one that doesn’t see Eternals in the order at all. He claims that the Eternals have created a caste system where you’re on top and humans are at the bottom. It doesn’t help that he’s also been manipulating Sam into helping him so he not only has a loyal group of heretics to his cause, but also an entire regular army.

This in itself is bad, but Yvette has been secretly helping him the whole time and spreading dissention to the other human followers in Delerg as well. Twisting your own words by claiming that the Eternals are not true brothers and sisters of Dendrin because they aren’t human so it’s perfectly fine to harm them. Going on about how the Blades were abominations that you and Talia saw as an opportunity to use as leverage over the human members. How she was forced to see the first hand horrors of where they were “born.”

It is a testament to Yvette’s speech skills that she managed to convince so many under your nose and fooled you as well despite your initial concern about her. You never knew she was so talented in that way, part of you always still remembered her as the girl who obediently followed your orders during the rebellion.

When it all comes out, you curse yourself for not being more observant and suspicious of her. Perhaps if you’d not worried so much about Cyrus being a major problem, you wouldn’t have overlooked another possible coup from someone else.

Yvette’s treachery is taken care of soon after the first Blade is suddenly attacked. It’s at a great cost though, not so much due to the casualties on the loyal side, but more due to the fact that she convinced so many that you had to kill. Yvette herself attempts to escape when she sees the battle isn’t going well, but she is brought down by the eternals she sought to destroy.

Of course this isn’t the end. Theo and his army is still out there and they won’t be as easy to put down.

Year 55

The Temple of Dendrin is in ruins and you’re putting down the last of the culprits.

“You can’t beat me Theo, despite all your treachery you cannot match my power.” You say slamming him into the wall.
“It doesn’t matter! You’re finished! The shadows are finished!”
“Then you defeated your own purpose! Weren’t you trying to save them?”
“YES! But I soon realized that if Dendrin continued to support you then what was the point of serving him at all?”
“Was this before or after you killed your own friend Sam and took complete control?”
“I have no regrets! Anything to ensure your downfall! Look at you now, you rule NOTHING!” Theo starts to laugh.

You imagine he’s gone slightly mad from this little civil war. This latest suicidal onslaught of his pretty much proves it. You aren’t wasting anymore time with him and you unleash a blast of shadow flame straight to his face. You watch as Theo alternates from laughing to screaming while his flesh burns away until nothing is left except a charred skull.

He’s right though, the shadows really are no more. What tattered remains exist cannot possibly rebuild the order even if you still had any desire to do so.

One of your loyal shadows Brother Gannon comes up to you asking what should be done next and you tell them you don’t know, only that you’re going to rest and you don’t want to be disturbed.

You collapse on the bed in your chambers, which feels lonelier ever since Talia died in battle a year ago, but you’re used to it.

You drift off…

“Quite the battle Eternal, but I knew you’d win.” Dendrin remarks.
“Leave me alone, this whole thing is your fault.”
“Back to blaming me for things I see. Some things never change.”
“Well I’ll tell you one thing that’s changing…I’m done.”
“Done with what?”
“You know damn well what. I’m done with the shadows. I tried to lead them, but ultimately they were just as self destructive as the Empire. If anything they were doing better under it. Makes me wonder why the hell I bothered opposing it in the first place.”
“You’re just feeling discouraged, maybe you should…”
“Maybe I should what? Pick up the pieces and start all over again? What for? There’s nothing left and I don’t even believe in this fucking religion myself. Not to mention you did nothing to stop its destruction since I’ve known you, so why should I keep knocking my brains out doing it for you? What has it got me, except a lot of grief and a dead wife. So fuck this. I’m quitting this game and as far as I’m concerned this entertainment of yours is over!”

Dendrin is silent for a moment and then of course comes back with a retort as usual.

“Very well, you lot were getting boring anyway. Goodbye Eternal, it was interesting while it lasted.”

You later wake up in the middle of the night hoping that’s the last time Dendrin ever talks to you again. You then pack up some of your belongings and decide to leave the temple for good. You don’t make a clean getaway though as Brother Gannon sees you exiting the front doors as he’s wandering the halls.

“Shadow Master where are you going?”
“Anywhere, nowhere, I don’t really know yet, but I can’t stay here any longer. I don’t think I ever was supposed to…maybe Yvette and Theo were right in a way. Maybe Eternals shouldn’t be shadows.” You say.
“You shouldn’t say things like that! We need you to lead what remains of us, to interpret the will of Dendrin clearly.”

You laugh.

“You want to see the will of Dendrin clearly? Take a look at the destruction around you. That’s his will. THAT’S what he represents. Do yourself a favor Gannon, get out of this place and live the rest of your life doing what you want. There are already enough people in the earthly realm ready to tell you what to do, no need to add other worldly ones to that list. Goodbye.”

And with that you leave the crumbling remnants of the shadows forever and travel to places unknown. What ultimately happens to you is lost to time, but safe to say you never hear from Dendrin ever again.