Year 25

You settle into the bed of the dead Empire captain for the night. Normally you'd be a lot more alert, but you've got an entire group of shadows here at the conquered Empire outpost, not to mention several elven freedom fighters. You're fairly confident that they'll wake you if a counter attack comes.

For now though you really need to get a good night's rest. You've been fighting non-stop for the past couple of weeks and you need a quick recharge at least. It doesn't help that the use of shadow magic drains you as well and probably why you don't use it much. Not that you really need to anyway, your natural skills work well enough.

While the rebellion has only just gotten started, a lot of progress has been made. All the provinces from what you know of are suffering revolts on some scale. The worst of the lot being Rask where Cyrus has taken control of Fort Defiance. The shadow/orc alliance seems to be working well up there and the rest of the towns aren't exactly in line to help the Empire. Apparently the strongest resistance is from the second Empire fort called Destiny and another Eternal called Captain Kane is in charge. You barely remember him from class, though you heard he made a name for himself wiping out various barbarian tribes.

Speaking of Eternals, one has been personally put in charge of attempting to eliminate the shadow striker cells like yours. A Captain Roldan. You do vaguely remember him from class. Tended to follow orders to the letter during training. Sort of like you in a way, but different. He was more extroverted you think, you guess that's why he was chosen to be a soldier rather than a shadow. You still don't know the reasoning was for making you a Shadow Guard candidate anyway, if you had to guess it was to try to spy on them.

Of course this all makes you wonder what if you hadn't been chosen? What if you'd been a regular soldier? Would you have been content on just following Empire orders and never knowing any better? You'll never know of course. You've chosen your path and it's best to make most of it. Not that you regret your decision as the rebellion goes well.

And with that positive thought you fall asleep. As you drift off you find yourself back in the numbness of the void…

"It's finally happened. Rebellion across the Empire. Are you finally satisfied?"
"I'm satisfied in that I'm glad we've finally stopped sitting on our hands. Why ask me anyway? You're the one that's been guiding the shadows all this time for centuries to rebel. Shouldn't you be the one that's excessively happy about it?" you ask
"Oh I suppose…"
"You suppose? I don't get you. You act like you don't care one way or another about it!"
"Perhaps the time has passed."
"What?!"
"Oh don't get me wrong, I once wanted to see the Empire fall because it infringed on my own control over the mortals that were worshipping me at the time. And it's been interesting how over the decades and centuries that my little followers have been building up their strength to defeat them, but quite frankly I figured they would've done it long before then. Now? Well its okay, but I've lost a bit of interest since that time."

If you weren't floating in a void of sensory deprivation you'd yell and scream at Dendrin so loudly that the rage would be felt throughout your body right now.

"But that's your fucking fault. YOU were the one guiding them! If you wanted them to strike before now, you should've made some sort of sign to Master Ebon, or whoever was in charge at the time!"
"Quite frankly I stopped giving them any advice centuries ago. I found it was much more interesting to see them figure out things on their own. The only time I speak to any of them is during the ceremony process."
"If that's the case, why all the indoctrination, if you're such a fan of free will?"
"How long do you think that actually lasts? It's only temporary! Just long enough to get them to have faith in me. Whether they continue to follow me or not is all them and on a related note, whatever so called signs the shadow leaders have been talking about are either ones they made up or made up in their heads. Glad to see Ebon finally decided to get off his ass and do something and be interesting for a change though."
"So I was right! I've been right all along! You're nothing but a fucking fraud. You're not a god at all."
"No, Eternal YOU got it wrong. It isn't I who is a fraud. It's the religion itself! I didn't originally call ANYONE to worship me. They did that naturally when one of those big hairless monkeys stumbled into a cave and messed around with some lost magical Derro object that opened up a portal where I dwelled. I was perfectly content spending infinity in my own realm until that time, but things change and I took an interest in these new creatures and their world. Wasn't my fault that they saw me as some deity just because they couldn't comprehend me in any other way."
"You didn't exactly deter that thinking though."
"Well you have me there Eternal. And I say so what? I gave these creatures purpose, meaning and even magical power! In return they worship me and serve. If you really think about it, is that not the definition of a god? And so what if I have lost interest in my subjects? True, they have proven loyal, but I grow bored with their antics. I seek other stimulus now."

As strange as it may seem you sort of understand Dendrin's point of view. He views humans and mortals in general as you would watch insects. They're interesting to watch for awhile, but after some time has passed you're ready to move on. And really who's to say that if you weren't some powerful being you wouldn't do the same? Still, you have more questions.

"Okay, but why not move on then if you're so bored?"
"Because I'm not quite THAT bored yet. Besides when you arrived things started to get interesting again. Never had anyone resist my indoctrination so strongly before. I probably could've increased it, but that might've killed you besides I thought it would be more interesting to see if you followed me even without the indoctrination. It's interesting to see that while you have decided to follow the shadow's cause, you have been nothing but indifferent to outright hostile towards the religion even before you found all this out. That displays a grain of imagination and it's mainly why I've been in contact with you. In fact you're about the only mortal I've spoken to on a regular basis in centuries."
"I guess I'm the lucky one then." You remark.
"Your sarcasm aside, you actually are lucky, because I'm about to give you some friendly advice. Namely, don't go back to Gloom."
"What? What are you talking about?"
"That's all you get Eternal. Heed my advice or don't, it makes no difference to me. Talk to you again later perhaps."

Once again you wake up though this time Dendrin gave you some direct information. Quite a bit of it really. You aren't even sure of what to make of all of it. You mean you always knew something was off with the whole shadow religion, but you didn't think he'd actually admit it all to you. Makes you wonder why he did, when he's been so cryptic in the past. Then against perhaps he knows you can't actually tell anyone, or rather you could, but wouldn't be believed and most likely attacked as a heretic. Perhaps that's his little joke on you. Yeah sounds like him.

Still he's also given you a warning of not going back to Gloom. Why? Is something terrible going to happen there? Does he mean forever or just in the near future or is he just trying to play head games with you as usual?

In reality, you aren't even scheduled to go back to Gloom anytime soon. Your job has been to sew as much chaos as you can across the Quala province. Still, if something bad IS going to happen there, maybe you should try to prevent it or warn somebody or something because right now Brother Gray and Master Ebon are supposed to be preparing a proper army of shadows to march directly on the capital, though not in the traditional way. Apparently they're going to try to use a magical gate to travel through the shadow world and pop up right in the heart of the Emperor's Palace. Such magic is very powerful to use, but also very time consuming and fatiguing. You know they have been going through some sort of long involved ritual which is involving several of the more powerful shadows to link their energy and even draw upon some of the weaker ones. You know Murk and Bianca are there rather than working in a shadow guerilla detachment. (They never quite looked at you the same way again after the incident with Shade.) Talia is also there, though she's one of those lending her powerful shadow magic skills to the ritual.

And despite one of the most important events occurring at Gloom right now, the ONLY reason why you'd return there to possibly risk your own life is for Talia. You've grown closer to her in a way that you never thought possible. The relationship you've experienced with her is just one more reason why fighting against the Empire is the best idea you ever had.

Still all of this might be for naught if something happens to Gloom. You still don't know WHAT that could be and for all you know it could just be something that will affect your life not anyone else's. (And from Dendrin's tone, not for the better)
> You send another shadow back instead
Knowing Dendrin, he’s probably warned you after something bad has already happened at Gloom and is toying with you just to see what you’ll do. You’re just hoping Talia is all right, but you can’t go back just for one woman and your actions here are more important to the cause right now. If some major tragedy already has happened, then you probably won’t be able to do anything about it.

While you’re a necessity here, that doesn’t mean you can’t send another in your place to check on Gloom. You call to speak to one of your fellow shadows that you believe to be the most skilled.

“Sister Yvette, I need you to go back to Gloom and check on things there.”
“What? But brother, we are to assault a supply caravan to Roldan’s camp soon. You know it’ll be heavily guarded and it would be best to utilize all the strength we have on it.”
“I know. That’s why I will have these people here and the cell we have in the Guf Hills to help. Don’t worry about it.”
“Brother, my place is here to fight along side you against the Empire. We are not due to check in at Gloom anytime soon and Master Ebon is performing the important ceremony there. I don’t understand why you would want me to disturb that for no reason.”

You didn’t really want to get into this because it’s likely to bring forth more questions, but Yvette is proving to be unmoving on this request.

“Sister Yvette I have reason to believe Gloom may be in danger. Call it instinct, call it a premonition or call it the will of Dendrin, I don’t care, but I REALLY feel someone needs to check in on Gloom. I’d do it myself, but seeing as my mission here takes priority it would be irresponsible for me to leave my command. So I’m sending you. Now I hope you will obey my orders and if everything is in fact okay there you can make a complaint to Master Ebon at his earliest convenience. If not, well I believe we’ll have bigger problems.”

Your explanation still doesn’t tell her much and you can sense that she’s very hesistant about just following through on your order based on a hunch, but given that it’s Gloom then it’s still worth checking out even if nothing is going on there. It also helps that you’ve been a very effective cell leader. Sister Yvette has certainly been a shadow longer than you, but your skills and leadership have established your dominance. Despite how everyone is supposed to be equal in the shadows there will always be those who are leaders and those who are followers.

“Very well…I will go. What should I do if there is trouble?” she asks.
“Help in any way you can then return to me as soon as possible unless you bump into Master Ebon and he has different order for you. As I said I will be meeting with the cell in the Guf Hills and we will probably be making that a temporary base of operations.”
“Okay, I’ll take my leave as soon as possible. My Dendrin watch over you and guide you to success on the next mission…and I hope you’re wrong about Gloom, brother.”
“Me too.”

The next day you make your way to the Guf Hills, thinking not only about Gloom, but Dendrin as well. You briefly wonder if there might be a way of telling the shadows about Dendrin, but you quickly dismiss the idea. None of them would believe you and it wouldn’t do much good right now any way. The Empire is still the major threat and until that enemy is defeated only then will you even have the time to worry about the shadows’s sham of a religion.

When you try to make contact with Brother Theo in the Guf Hills, it isn’t a straightforward process. Naturally there is always a little caution, but those under his command are a suspicious violent lot even before the rebellion broke out. The rebels he’s been directing primarily consist of criminals or ignorant peasants that have always made their homes in these hills and most of them are both. Many of them make racial slurs at the elves in your own company and if you had to guess there’s evidence of some inbreeding going on with some of these hill peasants.

After a short stand off, Brother Theo comes out and admonishes all of them for their behavior towards you. Most of them grumble and go back to doing what they were doing. You tell your own people to find a spot and keep away from the others while you and Brother Theo talk to each other.

“Glad you’re here brother and with a couple of fellow shadows I see. That’s good, because we could use more disciplined types here!”
“Brother Theo, what is going on here? I mean I know we’re using anyone who has a grudge against the Empire, but these people have to be some of the lowest dregs of humanity.”
“You’ll get no argument from me brother. It is truly Dendrin testing my patience with these people, but I will pass that test and besides after this is all said and done, the Empire will fall and that’s the major goal right now.”
“True, but are these people actually any good in a fight?”
“Hah! That’s all these people practically know. These folks might be unruly, but they know these hills better than anyone else, so we manage to stay hidden from Empire search teams for long periods of time. And if we can’t, then we stay one step ahead of them before we’re discovered. Having had to listen to their stories over and over, the families around this region have chaffed living under the Empire rule for almost as long as the shadows. Apparently they’ve been planning and building up supplies for a very long time. Pity we didn’t know about them sooner, but as you can tell they aren’t very trusting of anyone who isn’t family.”
“I’m sort of surprised the Empire didn’t stomp them out of the hills given their problem with authority figures.”
“Eh, they might seem like idiots, but they’re smarter than they look and can obviously play the waiting game. Also I guess when the Empire discovered there weren’t even any minerals worth mining in these hills, they took less notice of the place and basically just left the Guf people to their own devices as long as they paid their taxes on time. Most were wise enough to at least obey that one law and even those that didn’t pay knew the hills so well it simply wasn’t worth the Empire’s time to track down an evader. Oh sure every once in awhile the Empire would sometimes send a few dark elven mercs to track down the more serious criminals, but that had mixed success and at the time the Empire was always more concerned with either conquest or territory that was actually worth something. Probably never believed that these hill folk could ever be a legitimate threat to them either. A bit short sighted of them, but then that’s the Empire for you.”

You nod and agree. As fascinating as all this is, your mind is still on Gloom. Of course you’re not going to mention any of that to Brother Theo, so you ask him what the plan is to assault Captain Roldan’s supply caravan. He tells you it’s a simple plan, the caravan is going to be passing through a nearby area that leads into a valley in a couple of days and in that time you’ll be setting an ambush from both sides as well.

“Actually I’m glad you’ve brought some elves with you, we could use more archers.” Theo remarks.
“Yeah, well don’t believe all the myths. They aren’t all expert marksmen, but the ones with me are still good enough for this ambush.” You reply. “Still, something about this seems a bit too easy. The Empire has to know that running a supply line through that valley is an all too tempting target especially with a known enemy making their home nearby.”
“That supply caravan is going straight to Captain Roldan, it’s going to be very heavily guarded. Chances are they’re just arrogant enough to believe that any possible attack isn’t going to succeed. This is the Empire after all.”
“Hmm, maybe…”

After Brother Theo reassures you of the success of the plan you head back to your own people who thankfully haven’t gotten into any fights with the hill folk. Fortunately the next two days of preparation also pass without too much incident. Some the elves get a few more slurs thrown their way, but nothing that they haven’t been called before. One the hill folk actually speaks to you at great length asking you questions and such. You get the impression he was trying to get a feel of not only who you are, but the shadows in general. He wasn’t hostile towards you though, they apparently know better than to anger shadows too much.

In the back of your mind during all this is still Gloom. Yvette wouldn’t be back yet even if she hadn’t found anything, but you still fear the worst. Makes you wonder if you shouldn’t have gone yourself. It’s too late now though and you need to focus on the task at hand.

The day finally comes and the supply caravan enters the valley. You on one side with your group and Brother Theo with his group on the other. He also has people ready to cut the supply caravan off from the front and from retreat as well.

The large group of wagons and carriages are heavily guarded as expected. Several soldiers of the elite variety and you see an Empire battle mage as well. You wait for Brother Theo’s signal…

But before that can happen, the supply wagons suddenly stop and the battle mage suddenly casts a faint blue barrier over the entire supply caravan. Brother Theo orders his people to fire arrows at them, but they bounce harmlessly off the barrier. You shake your head cursing because you knew this was going to be too easy.

“Rebellious fools, did you really think you were smart enough to ambush the Empire so easily? Flee now and enjoy your worthless lives for a little while longer or face your death with a smidgeon of honor by coming down into this valley!” the soldier in charge of the caravan shouts.

“Looks like we’re going to have to do this the hard way.” You say to yourself.

You’ve still got them outnumbered and surrounded even if you can’t rain a bunch of arrows on them, not to mention your own combat skills are more than a match for most Empire soldiers.

Still there’s no reason to be foolish, you don’t tell your people to charge down the valley, you let the Gufians do that, since they seem eager to do that sort of thing. Even the ones directly under Brother Theo’s command are rushing past him. As for the empire troops, they seem content on waiting for you inside the safety of their barrier. Unfortunately some of them have bows too and theirs work perfectly well from inside the barrier.

You, Theo and the other shadows easily dodge such attacks thanks to your shadow magic ability to speed yourself up to quickly close the gap. Most of the non-shadows aren’t as lucky. The numbers are evened up a bit more by the time the major close combat occurs.

The Empire battle mage releases the barrier and then casts some sort of speed spell on his own people. Again, this merely matches the shadows, but it’s a severe advantage against the non-shadows. You need to eliminate that mage quick.
> You fire a bolt at the mage
You try to get a clear shot at the mage with your armbow. Despite the chaos your aim is true and the bolt flies directly at the mage’s head…only for an Empire soldier to step in the way and get killed instead.

Another shadow tries to follow your lead by firing at the mage as well, but at this point he’s put up his own personal barrier. Realizing he’s in danger, he raises his hand up and a large arc of electricity emanates from it hitting several of your allies as well as Empire soldiers. Fortunately you were far enough away and quickly cloak yourself to avoid being targeted more directly.

You run around one of the wagons and see the mage is still focused on frying his victims. You quickly load up another bolt and fire again, this time you don’t miss this time as the bolt enters his temple killing him instantly. With the mage dispatched the Empire soldiers suddenly slow down to their normal speed and the battle swings in your favor once again. Still after it’s all said and done, this was more costly than it should’ve been. Brother Theo’s lost more than half of his “hill folk” and you’ve suffered some losses as well and you’ve still got Gloom to worry about.

You can’t take the waiting anymore and you decide after a short rest period, you’re heading back to Gloom with the remaining shadows under your command. You get some questions, but you simply tell them that Dendrin himself told you go back and much like Yvette they back down and fall in line.

You half expect an encampment of Empire troops surrounding the entrance of Gloom, but instead what you find is worse. The rock that acted as the concealed entrance to Gloom is gone, or rather reduced to rubble.

You and the rest of the shadows with you dig in the rubble for quite a while, but you don’t even reach where the stairs would be, its just more debris. It’s apparent that the entire entryway has been collapsed from beneath; possibly even all of Gloom has been buried. There’s no sign of Yvette either, but you can assume since she never reported back to you, she must’ve entered Gloom before whatever happened here.

While the rest of shadows start lamenting what might’ve become of Master Ebon and the rest, you on the other hand mourn quietly for Talia. You also silently curse yourself for not going back to Gloom immediately, if you had maybe you could’ve done something.

With this destruction of Gloom, the shadows have been dealt a crippling blow. Possibly one they can’t come back from. You’re going to have to try to regroup what cells you can and try to alter a strategy plan. The main problem with that plan isn’t so much the sheer impossibility of it, so much as with Talia gone you don’t know if your heart going to be completely in the “cause” anymore. Really she was one of your main motivations, and now that Dendrin has flat out told you how he doesn’t give a damn about the shadows, you sort of have inside information on how this rebellion is likely to turn out.

Only time will tell you suppose…

Year 30

“Has nobody been able to contact Cyrus up in Rask?” you ask.
“Minimal contact brother. As I said, last time we did it was two years ago and he said he couldn’t spare anyone. Reports also said he lost his orc allies up there.” Brother Theo remarks.
“Wonderful, the Empire is closing in on us and we can’t even count on the bare minimum support.”
“We shouldn’t give up hope brother. Dendrin has preserved us this long.”

You ignore Theo’s remarks since you don’t feel like spending what will probably your last moments in life, on a religious debate. Suffice to say, the few shadows that remain with you know full well of your feelings on Dendrin. If you weren’t such a desperate situation, you’d be correct in believing that they’d kill you as a heretic. However, when someone has kept you alive for five years in a grim situation, people tend to overlook certain things they find spiritually offensive. And that’s what you’ve been trying your best to do on sheer determination and revenge, but in the end the numbers have always been against you, and the Empire has finally managed to focus on eliminating the shadows. Stopping their war with the Felkan Kingdom helped, but the efforts of Captain Roldan have probably been the most damaging to the shadows in recent years (Along with Captain Kane in Rask).

You briefly wonder why you stayed to fight seeing as you had no faith in Dendrin and Talia was gone, but ultimately it was always your desire for battle that kept you around. Maybe it always was leading you to do the things you did.

And now here you are hold up in a cave in the Guf Hills where you were five years ago. The Empire has soldiers and dark elven mercs sweeping the hills looking for you. It’ll only be a matter of time. You just hope Captain Roldan himself will be the one to find you. You’d like to at least face the man who’s been hunting you for years in combat before you die.

When the cave is swarmed with enemies, you don’t get your wish. Still, you give a fight that satisfies you when sheer numbers finally bring you down.

The best thing is, you never have to worry Dendrin ever speaking to you again.


Knowing Dendrin, he’s probably warned you after something bad has already happened at Gloom and is toying with you just to see what you’ll do. You’re just hoping Talia is all right, but you can’t go back just for one woman and your actions here are more important to the cause right now. If some major tragedy already has happened, then you probably won’t be able to do anything about it.

While you’re a necessity here, that doesn’t mean you can’t send another in your place to check on Gloom. You call to speak to one of your fellow shadows that you believe to be the most skilled.

“Sister Yvette, I need you to go back to Gloom and check on things there.”
“What? But brother, we are to assault a supply caravan to Roldan’s camp soon. You know it’ll be heavily guarded and it would be best to utilize all the strength we have on it.”
“I know. That’s why I will have these people here and the cell we have in the Guf Hills to help. Don’t worry about it.”
“Brother, my place is here to fight along side you against the Empire. We are not due to check in at Gloom anytime soon and Master Ebon is performing the important ceremony there. I don’t understand why you would want me to disturb that for no reason.”

You didn’t really want to get into this because it’s likely to bring forth more questions, but Yvette is proving to be unmoving on this request.

“Sister Yvette I have reason to believe Gloom may be in danger. Call it instinct, call it a premonition or call it the will of Dendrin, I don’t care, but I REALLY feel someone needs to check in on Gloom. I’d do it myself, but seeing as my mission here takes priority it would be irresponsible for me to leave my command. So I’m sending you. Now I hope you will obey my orders and if everything is in fact okay there you can make a complaint to Master Ebon at his earliest convenience. If not, well I believe we’ll have bigger problems.”

Your explanation still doesn’t tell her much and you can sense that she’s very hesistant about just following through on your order based on a hunch, but given that it’s Gloom then it’s still worth checking out even if nothing is going on there. It also helps that you’ve been a very effective cell leader. Sister Yvette has certainly been a shadow longer than you, but your skills and leadership have established your dominance. Despite how everyone is supposed to be equal in the shadows there will always be those who are leaders and those who are followers.

“Very well…I will go. What should I do if there is trouble?” she asks.
“Help in any way you can then return to me as soon as possible unless you bump into Master Ebon and he has different order for you. As I said I will be meeting with the cell in the Guf Hills and we will probably be making that a temporary base of operations.”
“Okay, I’ll take my leave as soon as possible. My Dendrin watch over you and guide you to success on the next mission…and I hope you’re wrong about Gloom, brother.”
“Me too.”

The next day you make your way to the Guf Hills, thinking not only about Gloom, but Dendrin as well. You briefly wonder if there might be a way of telling the shadows about Dendrin, but you quickly dismiss the idea. None of them would believe you and it wouldn’t do much good right now any way. The Empire is still the major threat and until that enemy is defeated only then will you even have the time to worry about the shadows’s sham of a religion.

When you try to make contact with Brother Theo in the Guf Hills, it isn’t a straightforward process. Naturally there is always a little caution, but those under his command are a suspicious violent lot even before the rebellion broke out. The rebels he’s been directing primarily consist of criminals or ignorant peasants that have always made their homes in these hills and most of them are both. Many of them make racial slurs at the elves in your own company and if you had to guess there’s evidence of some inbreeding going on with some of these hill peasants.

After a short stand off, Brother Theo comes out and admonishes all of them for their behavior towards you. Most of them grumble and go back to doing what they were doing. You tell your own people to find a spot and keep away from the others while you and Brother Theo talk to each other.

“Glad you’re here brother and with a couple of fellow shadows I see. That’s good, because we could use more disciplined types here!”
“Brother Theo, what is going on here? I mean I know we’re using anyone who has a grudge against the Empire, but these people have to be some of the lowest dregs of humanity.”
“You’ll get no argument from me brother. It is truly Dendrin testing my patience with these people, but I will pass that test and besides after this is all said and done, the Empire will fall and that’s the major goal right now.”
“True, but are these people actually any good in a fight?”
“Hah! That’s all these people practically know. These folks might be unruly, but they know these hills better than anyone else, so we manage to stay hidden from Empire search teams for long periods of time. And if we can’t, then we stay one step ahead of them before we’re discovered. Having had to listen to their stories over and over, the families around this region have chaffed living under the Empire rule for almost as long as the shadows. Apparently they’ve been planning and building up supplies for a very long time. Pity we didn’t know about them sooner, but as you can tell they aren’t very trusting of anyone who isn’t family.”
“I’m sort of surprised the Empire didn’t stomp them out of the hills given their problem with authority figures.”
“Eh, they might seem like idiots, but they’re smarter than they look and can obviously play the waiting game. Also I guess when the Empire discovered there weren’t even any minerals worth mining in these hills, they took less notice of the place and basically just left the Guf people to their own devices as long as they paid their taxes on time. Most were wise enough to at least obey that one law and even those that didn’t pay knew the hills so well it simply wasn’t worth the Empire’s time to track down an evader. Oh sure every once in awhile the Empire would sometimes send a few dark elven mercs to track down the more serious criminals, but that had mixed success and at the time the Empire was always more concerned with either conquest or territory that was actually worth something. Probably never believed that these hill folk could ever be a legitimate threat to them either. A bit short sighted of them, but then that’s the Empire for you.”

You nod and agree. As fascinating as all this is, your mind is still on Gloom. Of course you’re not going to mention any of that to Brother Theo, so you ask him what the plan is to assault Captain Roldan’s supply caravan. He tells you it’s a simple plan, the caravan is going to be passing through a nearby area that leads into a valley in a couple of days and in that time you’ll be setting an ambush from both sides as well.

“Actually I’m glad you’ve brought some elves with you, we could use more archers.” Theo remarks.
“Yeah, well don’t believe all the myths. They aren’t all expert marksmen, but the ones with me are still good enough for this ambush.” You reply. “Still, something about this seems a bit too easy. The Empire has to know that running a supply line through that valley is an all too tempting target especially with a known enemy making their home nearby.”
“That supply caravan is going straight to Captain Roldan, it’s going to be very heavily guarded. Chances are they’re just arrogant enough to believe that any possible attack isn’t going to succeed. This is the Empire after all.”
“Hmm, maybe…”

After Brother Theo reassures you of the success of the plan you head back to your own people who thankfully haven’t gotten into any fights with the hill folk. Fortunately the next two days of preparation also pass without too much incident. Some the elves get a few more slurs thrown their way, but nothing that they haven’t been called before. One the hill folk actually speaks to you at great length asking you questions and such. You get the impression he was trying to get a feel of not only who you are, but the shadows in general. He wasn’t hostile towards you though, they apparently know better than to anger shadows too much.

In the back of your mind during all this is still Gloom. Yvette wouldn’t be back yet even if she hadn’t found anything, but you still fear the worst. Makes you wonder if you shouldn’t have gone yourself. It’s too late now though and you need to focus on the task at hand.

The day finally comes and the supply caravan enters the valley. You on one side with your group and Brother Theo with his group on the other. He also has people ready to cut the supply caravan off from the front and from retreat as well.

The large group of wagons and carriages are heavily guarded as expected. Several soldiers of the elite variety and you see an Empire battle mage as well. You wait for Brother Theo’s signal…

But before that can happen, the supply wagons suddenly stop and the battle mage suddenly casts a faint blue barrier over the entire supply caravan. Brother Theo orders his people to fire arrows at them, but they bounce harmlessly off the barrier. You shake your head cursing because you knew this was going to be too easy.

“Rebellious fools, did you really think you were smart enough to ambush the Empire so easily? Flee now and enjoy your worthless lives for a little while longer or face your death with a smidgeon of honor by coming down into this valley!” the soldier in charge of the caravan shouts.

“Looks like we’re going to have to do this the hard way.” You say to yourself.

You’ve still got them outnumbered and surrounded even if you can’t rain a bunch of arrows on them, not to mention your own combat skills are more than a match for most Empire soldiers.

Still there’s no reason to be foolish, you don’t tell your people to charge down the valley, you let the Gufians do that, since they seem eager to do that sort of thing. Even the ones directly under Brother Theo’s command are rushing past him. As for the empire troops, they seem content on waiting for you inside the safety of their barrier. Unfortunately some of them have bows too and theirs work perfectly well from inside the barrier.

You, Theo and the other shadows easily dodge such attacks thanks to your shadow magic ability to speed yourself up to quickly close the gap. Most of the non-shadows aren’t as lucky. The numbers are evened up a bit more by the time the major close combat occurs.

The Empire battle mage releases the barrier and then casts some sort of speed spell on his own people. Again, this merely matches the shadows, but it’s a severe advantage against the non-shadows. You need to eliminate that mage quick.
> You close in for the kill
You cut down a nearby soldier and try to close the gap between you and the mage. Despite the chaos the mage notices you and then raise his hand up and a large arc of lightning is unleashed from it. Not only are you hit, but several of your allies and even Empire troops are hit as well. Unfortunately for you, the Empire has always considered any of their own people expendable, so the mage doesn’t stop with his chain lightning spell.

You feel the electricity course through your body and burn you from the inside out. By the time the mage finally releases his spell, you’re one of the many smoking black corpses created by his handiwork.

Ultimately you’re just another forgotten body in a long line of victorious battles for the Empire.


Year 18

“And so I said to the blacksmith, well if you’re intending on killing the Emperor, you better damn well have a better plan than those group of thugs you’ve been supplying with weapons in the sewers. At least supply them to some thugs who the Emperor wouldn’t be able to smell six miles away!” you say, and this is followed by a few laughs from some of your fellow shadows.
“Hah, good one brother! Tell me, what did you do to the blacksmith?” Brother Murk asks.
“Oh we relocated him to our safehouse in Derlerg along with his buddies, reported that we eliminated him as a dissident…you know the usual. I must say, their surprise that we aren’t going to kill them is always amusing though.” You reply.
“Yes, given our reputation, I imagine it is. Still, it’s all for a good cause eh, brother?”
“Yes brother, it certainly is.” You say to Murk with a nod and take another drink of black tea.
“Well I have to say I’m very glad you’ve finally managed to settle in brother, I have to admit, for awhile I was getting a little worried about you. You just didn’t seem like yourself after our ceremony initiation.” Talia says.
“Yeah, well I guess I was just a late bloomer or something.”
“Don’t worry about it brother, it’s all in the past. What matters now is that we’re all on the same page now.” Murk replies.

On the same page…the problem is you really aren’t on the same page. You haven’t been since you got here. The other problem? You’re starting to feel like you might be getting there though. During the time you were forced to socialize you just swallowed your fear and self-doubt and proceeded like it was any mission. And you were successful. Perhaps a little too successful.

Once you actually got sent out on a mission, you were paired up with Brother Murk. A fellow you had become semi-friendly with during your months of socializing. Your original plan was as soon as you left Gloom, you were going to run to the nearest Empire fort and make your report.

Though for this plan to succeed in any meaningful way you would’ve had to kill Murk and despite your better judgment, you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. You later cursed yourself for this temporary weakness and the next time you were sent out, you vowed to yourself that you’d do it again, the problem was you had only become friendlier with Murk within that time. You failed again.

By the time they rotated your partnership and you were paired you with someone else, you still couldn’t do it, because now you actually started to feel like the Shadow Guard really was like a family to you. And you liked that feeling. In fact it was the best you’ve felt in a long time.

Yet, now you are in a difficult position. You are still loyal to the Empire and the Emperor first, but you haven’t been able to find the fortitude to expose the Shadow Guard for what they are. You attempt to rationalize it in your mind, by claiming the longer you stay the more you learn about their exact plans, and while that’s certainly true, it really isn’t the TRUTH.

The real truth is you’re starting to believe in the Shadow Guard’s cause slightly. You don’t know if it’s because you’ve spent so much time here that you’ve developed some sort of emotional attachment or some odd sort of subtle indoctrination.

Is this what Dendrin really had in store for you? Did he know you could be turned even without his intervention? Before you had that experience everything was so certain, your feelings weren’t a constant source of ups and downs. Even under Mistress, you don’t remember ever feeling this. It was either success or death. It was very simple and you preferred it.

Now you don’t know what the hell you’re doing. Are you a traitor? Are you still loyal? Are you both? Are you neither?

You excuse yourself from the rest of your brothers and sister and say you have to get some rest, though in reality you have to take a long look at your priorities. Once again you spend a few more months going through your usual routines and quietly suffering in silence.

That comes to a halt when Murk comes into the barracks one day…

“Hey, where are brother Cyrus and sister Talia?” he immediately asks you.
“Uh, sister Talia I think is in the library and brother Cyrus is probably with brother Draven somewhere.” You reply.
“Oh, well I’ll go get Talia, someone else can look for Cyrus, but you need to report to Master Ebon right away.”
“What’s this all about?”
“I don’t know, just that he wants you, Talia and Cyrus to see him. Something about someone from the Empire wanting to meet with all three of you. Sounds important.”

You get up and walk to Master Ebon’s office which remains closed, so you wait. A few moments later, Talia joins you.

“Hello, brother. Isn’t master Ebon here?”
“If he is, he isn’t answering his door, so I’ve been waiting outside.”
“Do you know what this is about?”
“Dunno, just that someone from the Empire wants to see us.”

Talia nods and remains silent. Soon Cyrus joins you and asks a similar question, to which you answer in a similar manner. He grunts at you and stands as far from you as possible, though he says something polite to Talia. Same old Cyrus.

No sooner has Cyrus got there, when Ebon’s door opens. You hear a voice that tells you to come in. You didn’t even think he was inside, but you guess he was really waiting to see you all together. When you all enter, he tell Cyrus to close the door and gets right to the point.

“You three have been summoned by Mr. Mol. Apparently he wants to ask you a few questions and is insisting on doing it somewhere in the capital I believe. In any case, he claims he wants to check on your progress as an Eternal, but I suspect he’s fishing for information about us.”
“You don’t think he suspects anything do you?” Talia asks.
“I do not believe he knows anything about our true goals, if he or anyone did, I have no doubt we would’ve been moved upon by now. No, I think this is just another Empire ploy to try to get more inside intel on our organization, which for the reasons I just mentioned they cannot know about.”
“I won’t say a word to this running dog of the Empire! My eyes have been open a long time and my loyalty is and will always be to Dendrin.” Cyrus says.

Master Ebon nods. “Yes, I know it will be. I have no doubt, but I still would like you all to just be on your guard when answering questions none the less. It probably won’t come to this, but kill yourselves if you have to. It won’t be ideal, since it’ll arouse suspicion, but it’ll still give us time to go ahead with our plan anyway, even if it would be a few years early. Anyway, the three of you are to make your way to the town of Lenet and from there you’ll take an Empire carriage to the capital. Return immediately if you are able. May Dendrin and the shadows hide your true intentions.”

With those last words, Ebon sends you away and the three of you set off on your journey. You begin to feel nervous as soon as you leave Gloom, you weren’t expecting this happening, but deep down you did know that something like it was going to happen eventually. You remain mostly quiet during the journey as you try to get in a certain frame of mind of what you’re going to do or say. Cyrus is mostly silent as well, though you’re guessing that’s because he’s so firmly entrenched in his belief in Dendrin, that he knows what he’s going to say and do.

Talia is the only talkative one and that’s mainly questions about what you both think Mr. Mol will ask you. You know she’s dedicated herself to Dendrin, but you sense that perhaps she’s a little nervous too, though you don’t know if it’s due to her new loyalty to Dendrin or because she’s been harboring secret loyalty to the Empire like you have. You decide to imagine it’s the latter, mainly because you want to make yourself feel better.

Eventually the carriage from Lenet reaches Qale, the Empire’s capital and several soldiers immediately step forward to say they are here to escort you to Mr. Mol. The three of you are taken from the opulence of one of the main streets and quickly through a system of back alleys until you eventually reach a non-descript building. You enter and there you see Mr. Mol. It’s the well dressed man you saw speaking to Brother Gray six years ago. He’s also wearing the same formal black suit he was back then.

“Ah, the Shadow Eternals. I’ve so wanted to catch up with your progress, but my attention was on your less subtle peers for a while. I think we’ve sorted them out though, so now it’s time to sort you out as well. Just a formality really, we just want to see if you’re achieving your full potential in the Shadow Guard. After all you’re Eternals first, and we wouldn’t want your talents to not be used to their fullest potential in the service of the Emperor, right?”

Cyrus and Talia say nothing, but you feel obligated to acknowledge that question if only to not look suspicious.

“Correct. All that we are, we owe to the Emperor’s will.” you say.
“Glad to hear it! Now then we’re just going to be asking you some questions, these soldiers will take you to a place to wait. Off you go.”

At this point the three of are marched out of the room and down a long hallway. The cold broken stone walls and desolation of this place almost makes Gloom look cheery by comparison. Eventually you reach a door on your left and Cyrus is told to wait inside the room. He enters without a word, but gives you and Talia a look like “Say nothing!”

A few moments later you reach another door on the left, this time Talia is told to wait inside. She hesitates for a moment, but enters. She gives you a look as well, though this one is more of concern.

Finally you reach the last door on the left and you are told to enter and wait. You do so without looking at anyone. The door shuts behind you and the ominous sound of a lock is heard.

There isn’t much you can do, so you sit down at one of the chairs in the middle of the room and wait.

And wait…and wait…and wait…and wait…

You don’t know how much time has passed, but you get up and move about several times before sitting down again. You don’t quite panic as much as you think you would, but being alone with your thoughts is definitely not the best thing for you. Right now you’re already thinking they’ve managed to break Talia into talking and probably killed Cyrus.

Maybe if you cooperate right now, there will be leniency? Why shouldn’t you cooperate? The Shadow Guard ARE traitors after all, and this is just the kick in the ass you needed to remind you of that.

But then there’s the other part of you that feels loyal to the shadows and how you shouldn’t betray them. You go back and forth what you’re going to do several times, and then you hear the lock on the door. Mr. Mol enters…
> You shadowy Agenda (More history and goals)
In the years you’ve been here, you’ve learned much more about the Shadow Guard’s plans along with their history, which of course has a much positive spin than the usual things the Empire puts out about them or the common perception.

Before the Empire, the worshippers of Dendrin made their home in the Derlerg province. However, only a special few became “shadows” and they became more like protectors and holy people of the territory. Whole villages were dedicated to the worship of Dendrin, but there was no crusade or oppression of those who did not. Dendrin was not a deity that encouraged conversion by the sword, which is more than can be said for the Empire when they eventually arrived.

When the Empire (Still known as the Qualan Empire at the time) came to Derlerg, the people were unsure of what to do. Most wanted to fight off this potential aggressor, but instead they asked for the guidance of their Dendrin priests. The shadows then consulted each other, and finally Dendrin.

The answer to all surprised his faithful. Dendrin told them to surrender without a fight. He told them to not only surrender, but to swear loyalty to this “so called Emperor” and offer to be part of his armies. He said he knew where their true loyalties lay and that all would be revealed in time.

He told them to ask for only one stipulation of the Empire and that was that they are allowed to continue their worship and to never mention his name except among each other. (Hence why you’ve never heard the name of Dendrin, until you joined the Shadow Guard)

Trusting in Dendrin, the shadows obeyed. When they asked for an audience with the emperor they did exactly what Dendrin told them to. The Emperor was amazed and even overjoyed at such an offer. When he saw the powers that the shadows offered, he accepted their loyalty without many other questions. He was still hesitant about their insistence on their religion, but this was during a time when the Empire was less restrictive about such things and after proving themselves several times in the following years, the Emperor dismissed their worship as silly superstition, but ultimately not a threat to his power.

ed to decades and the Derlerg province eventually assimilated completely to the Empire. Most of the people who once worshipped Dendrin, didn’t anymore and the new generation born were completely ignorant of him. However his shadows still kept the faith like they were suppose to, but there were still so few, and that’s when Dendrin came to them again. He told them that they must start actively looking for worthy candidates to join or preferably, to breed with each other to produce more shadows.

This was a new order by Dendrin to actively recruit as opposed to people seeking out Dendrin themselves, but once again, the shadows obeyed. The Empire certainly didn’t mind having more shadows to serve it either. It was around this time that the decree came that the Shadow Guard proper was formed to serve as a type of internal security since the Empire was growing larger and needed to weed out dissidents. Some most likely objected to this trust in the shadows, but the Emperor was convinced of their loyalty so they were elevated to the status they are today.

Unfortunately for him, the Emperor would’ve done well to be more paranoid and to have listened to his advisors at the time.

The Shadow Guard have been planning, and scheming and waiting since the very beginning to overthrow the Empire. Dendrin foresaw that if they resisted in the beginning they would’ve been crushed. True the Empire would’ve suffered losses, but his followers would’ve been wiped out completely, and without followers what use is a god?

Now centuries have passed. The Shadow Guard is so entrenched in the Empire that if it were to rebel now, as it surely will, the Empire would surely be vastly damaged and most likely fall. Right now the shadow guard’s duty is to root out dissidents and that’s true up to a point. Some are immediately passed over to the Empire to keep up appearances, others are killed if they prove unhelpful, but for those that are too useful to turn over and are willing to help, then they join the “normal” resistance that the Shadow Guard has been building up over the years. When the revolution comes, it won’t just be the shadows rebelling.

Strangely, there doesn’t seem to be any grand plans to “take over” though. The main goal seems to be overthrowing the Empire and gaining “freedom”. This seems very odd to you. You could understand better if there was a system in place for the shadows to take power afterwards, but why would they want to overthrow something, only to leave anarchy behind?

It would seem the shadows are intending to do just that, and then a mass exodus back to the Delerg province to rebuild their old temple and continue to worship Dendrin. Nothing more, nothing less.

While you should find everything about this agenda repugnant, you can’t help but respect and admire the patience and planning of such a cunning plan. You doubt if you could maintain such a facade for so long. Then again you’ve been blending in as one of them for two years now and your own loyalty isn’t necessarily to them.

Perhaps you’ve come to respect the Shadow Guard so much because you’ve started to think like them…


Year 18

“And so I said to the blacksmith, well if you’re intending on killing the Emperor, you better damn well have a better plan than those group of thugs you’ve been supplying with weapons in the sewers. At least supply them to some thugs who the Emperor wouldn’t be able to smell six miles away!” you say, and this is followed by a few laughs from some of your fellow shadows.
“Hah, good one brother! Tell me, what did you do to the blacksmith?” Brother Murk asks.
“Oh we relocated him to our safehouse in Derlerg along with his buddies, reported that we eliminated him as a dissident…you know the usual. I must say, their surprise that we aren’t going to kill them is always amusing though.” You reply.
“Yes, given our reputation, I imagine it is. Still, it’s all for a good cause eh, brother?”
“Yes brother, it certainly is.” You say to Murk with a nod and take another drink of black tea.
“Well I have to say I’m very glad you’ve finally managed to settle in brother, I have to admit, for awhile I was getting a little worried about you. You just didn’t seem like yourself after our ceremony initiation.” Talia says.
“Yeah, well I guess I was just a late bloomer or something.”
“Don’t worry about it brother, it’s all in the past. What matters now is that we’re all on the same page now.” Murk replies.

On the same page…the problem is you really aren’t on the same page. You haven’t been since you got here. The other problem? You’re starting to feel like you might be getting there though. During the time you were forced to socialize you just swallowed your fear and self-doubt and proceeded like it was any mission. And you were successful. Perhaps a little too successful.

Once you actually got sent out on a mission, you were paired up with Brother Murk. A fellow you had become semi-friendly with during your months of socializing. Your original plan was as soon as you left Gloom, you were going to run to the nearest Empire fort and make your report.

Though for this plan to succeed in any meaningful way you would’ve had to kill Murk and despite your better judgment, you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. You later cursed yourself for this temporary weakness and the next time you were sent out, you vowed to yourself that you’d do it again, the problem was you had only become friendlier with Murk within that time. You failed again.

By the time they rotated your partnership and you were paired you with someone else, you still couldn’t do it, because now you actually started to feel like the Shadow Guard really was like a family to you. And you liked that feeling. In fact it was the best you’ve felt in a long time.

Yet, now you are in a difficult position. You are still loyal to the Empire and the Emperor first, but you haven’t been able to find the fortitude to expose the Shadow Guard for what they are. You attempt to rationalize it in your mind, by claiming the longer you stay the more you learn about their exact plans, and while that’s certainly true, it really isn’t the TRUTH.

The real truth is you’re starting to believe in the Shadow Guard’s cause slightly. You don’t know if it’s because you’ve spent so much time here that you’ve developed some sort of emotional attachment or some odd sort of subtle indoctrination.

Is this what Dendrin really had in store for you? Did he know you could be turned even without his intervention? Before you had that experience everything was so certain, your feelings weren’t a constant source of ups and downs. Even under Mistress, you don’t remember ever feeling this. It was either success or death. It was very simple and you preferred it.

Now you don’t know what the hell you’re doing. Are you a traitor? Are you still loyal? Are you both? Are you neither?

You excuse yourself from the rest of your brothers and sister and say you have to get some rest, though in reality you have to take a long look at your priorities. Once again you spend a few more months going through your usual routines and quietly suffering in silence.

That comes to a halt when Murk comes into the barracks one day…

“Hey, where are brother Cyrus and sister Talia?” he immediately asks you.
“Uh, sister Talia I think is in the library and brother Cyrus is probably with brother Draven somewhere.” You reply.
“Oh, well I’ll go get Talia, someone else can look for Cyrus, but you need to report to Master Ebon right away.”
“What’s this all about?”
“I don’t know, just that he wants you, Talia and Cyrus to see him. Something about someone from the Empire wanting to meet with all three of you. Sounds important.”

You get up and walk to Master Ebon’s office which remains closed, so you wait. A few moments later, Talia joins you.

“Hello, brother. Isn’t master Ebon here?”
“If he is, he isn’t answering his door, so I’ve been waiting outside.”
“Do you know what this is about?”
“Dunno, just that someone from the Empire wants to see us.”

Talia nods and remains silent. Soon Cyrus joins you and asks a similar question, to which you answer in a similar manner. He grunts at you and stands as far from you as possible, though he says something polite to Talia. Same old Cyrus.

No sooner has Cyrus got there, when Ebon’s door opens. You hear a voice that tells you to come in. You didn’t even think he was inside, but you guess he was really waiting to see you all together. When you all enter, he tell Cyrus to close the door and gets right to the point.

“You three have been summoned by Mr. Mol. Apparently he wants to ask you a few questions and is insisting on doing it somewhere in the capital I believe. In any case, he claims he wants to check on your progress as an Eternal, but I suspect he’s fishing for information about us.”
“You don’t think he suspects anything do you?” Talia asks.
“I do not believe he knows anything about our true goals, if he or anyone did, I have no doubt we would’ve been moved upon by now. No, I think this is just another Empire ploy to try to get more inside intel on our organization, which for the reasons I just mentioned they cannot know about.”
“I won’t say a word to this running dog of the Empire! My eyes have been open a long time and my loyalty is and will always be to Dendrin.” Cyrus says.

Master Ebon nods. “Yes, I know it will be. I have no doubt, but I still would like you all to just be on your guard when answering questions none the less. It probably won’t come to this, but kill yourselves if you have to. It won’t be ideal, since it’ll arouse suspicion, but it’ll still give us time to go ahead with our plan anyway, even if it would be a few years early. Anyway, the three of you are to make your way to the town of Lenet and from there you’ll take an Empire carriage to the capital. Return immediately if you are able. May Dendrin and the shadows hide your true intentions.”

With those last words, Ebon sends you away and the three of you set off on your journey. You begin to feel nervous as soon as you leave Gloom, you weren’t expecting this happening, but deep down you did know that something like it was going to happen eventually. You remain mostly quiet during the journey as you try to get in a certain frame of mind of what you’re going to do or say. Cyrus is mostly silent as well, though you’re guessing that’s because he’s so firmly entrenched in his belief in Dendrin, that he knows what he’s going to say and do.

Talia is the only talkative one and that’s mainly questions about what you both think Mr. Mol will ask you. You know she’s dedicated herself to Dendrin, but you sense that perhaps she’s a little nervous too, though you don’t know if it’s due to her new loyalty to Dendrin or because she’s been harboring secret loyalty to the Empire like you have. You decide to imagine it’s the latter, mainly because you want to make yourself feel better.

Eventually the carriage from Lenet reaches Qale, the Empire’s capital and several soldiers immediately step forward to say they are here to escort you to Mr. Mol. The three of you are taken from the opulence of one of the main streets and quickly through a system of back alleys until you eventually reach a non-descript building. You enter and there you see Mr. Mol. It’s the well dressed man you saw speaking to Brother Gray six years ago. He’s also wearing the same formal black suit he was back then.

“Ah, the Shadow Eternals. I’ve so wanted to catch up with your progress, but my attention was on your less subtle peers for a while. I think we’ve sorted them out though, so now it’s time to sort you out as well. Just a formality really, we just want to see if you’re achieving your full potential in the Shadow Guard. After all you’re Eternals first, and we wouldn’t want your talents to not be used to their fullest potential in the service of the Emperor, right?”

Cyrus and Talia say nothing, but you feel obligated to acknowledge that question if only to not look suspicious.

“Correct. All that we are, we owe to the Emperor’s will.” you say.
“Glad to hear it! Now then we’re just going to be asking you some questions, these soldiers will take you to a place to wait. Off you go.”

At this point the three of are marched out of the room and down a long hallway. The cold broken stone walls and desolation of this place almost makes Gloom look cheery by comparison. Eventually you reach a door on your left and Cyrus is told to wait inside the room. He enters without a word, but gives you and Talia a look like “Say nothing!”

A few moments later you reach another door on the left, this time Talia is told to wait inside. She hesitates for a moment, but enters. She gives you a look as well, though this one is more of concern.

Finally you reach the last door on the left and you are told to enter and wait. You do so without looking at anyone. The door shuts behind you and the ominous sound of a lock is heard.

There isn’t much you can do, so you sit down at one of the chairs in the middle of the room and wait.

And wait…and wait…and wait…and wait…

You don’t know how much time has passed, but you get up and move about several times before sitting down again. You don’t quite panic as much as you think you would, but being alone with your thoughts is definitely not the best thing for you. Right now you’re already thinking they’ve managed to break Talia into talking and probably killed Cyrus.

Maybe if you cooperate right now, there will be leniency? Why shouldn’t you cooperate? The Shadow Guard ARE traitors after all, and this is just the kick in the ass you needed to remind you of that.

But then there’s the other part of you that feels loyal to the shadows and how you shouldn’t betray them. You go back and forth what you’re going to do several times, and then you hear the lock on the door. Mr. Mol enters…
> You dendrin's Disciples (Your "siblings")
In the few years you’ve been with the Shadow Guard, you still haven’t gotten used to the idea their strange hierarchy system. The part you understand is the initiate level, which are the prospects who have not yet gone through the ceremony. They are lowest and understand why as far as the shadow hierarchy goes. It’s after the ceremony where it gets confusing to you.

Everyone that passes through the ceremony is either a brother or sister according to gender and nobody is technically above anyone, though there is obviously still a hierarchy system in place based on experience. For example Brother Gray and Brother Murk are supposed to be equals, but Brother Gray is really his superior (along with most others) since he’s been a shadow for much longer and has more knowledge than Murk.

From what you know, this “equality” is part of the idea that Dendrin wanted the shadows to not fight amongst themselves and to concentrate on their true enemy the Empire. While this is a strange concept for you, it must have worked since the shadows do treat each other more like a family and you haven’t observed any real power conflicts with any of them.

The one exception is Master Ebon. Apparently even in a family of “siblings”, there still needs to be a parental figure and Master Ebon would be that “father”. It is he who supposedly speaks to Dendrin directly about his greatest visions, ideas and prophecies on how to best proceed.

Though this seems questionable to you, considering if Dendrin spoke to him directly about the most important matters, why wouldn’t he mention you and your doubting loyalties?

In any event, you’ve come to know quite a few shadows since your time here and against your better judgment, even become friendly with them. You have to admit; they aren’t all like what the common perception of them is. Master Ebon, as mentioned is the overall leader, and other than that you don’t know too much about him personally except that he has been a meticulous planner much like his predecessors.

Brother Gray would probably be the closest thing to a second in command. Brother Gray has always seemed to try to help you though perhaps not in any way you’d like. But his words of encouragement on survival during your training and his concern that you should feel welcome here like a family member display that he genuinely is trying to look out for you since he has on several occasions praised your combat skills.

If there were a proper hierarchy, Brother Shade would probably be your commanding officer or sergeant since he’s been here longer than the rest of you and relays a lot of orders to the rest of you. He still goes on missions as well, unlike Brother Gray. He seems a little more militant than the rest of his fellows, and you don’t mean in his worship of Dendrin, but rather his desire to see the Empire fall. You get the impression he’s tired of waiting.

Sister Talia, or just Talia as you still think of her. During your years with her in Mistress’ class she was much like you in that she kept to the background and mostly just followed instruction. She was a good fighter; you recall her shutting up one of your louder classmates (Edgar you think his name was) with one punch when they were paired up together to fight for the first time. Other than that, you didn’t really talk to her and that continued even during your shadow guard training.

After the ceremony however, she interacted with you more, mostly taunting your shadow magic abilities initially, but in time she began to speak to you on a friendlier level, she even apologized and claimed that she should not have mocked you so, and should have tried to help you instead. Since that time, she’s been cordial with you. In different circumstances, you’d probably appreciate her friendliness in your situation; the problem is she’s part of which you consider the enemy. It’s even worse, since she’s an Eternal like you and her brainwashed mindset is much more distressing to you.

Brother Cyrus or just Cyrus as you still think of him. Much like you and Talia, he kept to the background in Mistress’ class. Also like Talia he was a good fighter, though you remember having to go up against him once, and you beat him. It wasn’t an easy victory, but you sometimes wonder if he continued to hold a grudge because he still remains stand offish to you. He even still says something snide about your shadow magic aptitude once in awhile. Especially since Cyrus himself has proven to be quite apt at using shadow magic

Cyrus seems to have embraced the worship of Dendrin wholeheartedly, even more than Talia, though again you wonder if his new relationship with Draven has something to do with enforcing that, rather than anything Dendrin did to brainwash him. Lately though he’s been away a lot and given more assignments. Apparently he’s moving “up” as far as shadow responsibilities go.

Brother Draven is Cyrus’ special friend, or in other words his lover. You aren’t exactly sure when it started, since you were concerned with your own crisis of loyalties at the time, but you really don’t care anyway.

Draven has never really spoken too much to you, but when he has he’s at least been friendlier than Cyrus. He’s mentioned he was born into the shadows, but that his own parents died when he was young though he doesn’t say how exactly. From what you’ve seen his combat abilities are nowhere near that of you or any of the other Eternals (Then again few shadows are) but his shadow magic is much better. He’s a little older than Cyrus, probably by a few years, but despite that, Cyrus is still obviously the dominant one of the relationship, but then given that Cyrus is still an Eternal at heart, which seems logical to you.

Brother Murk is probably the closest thing you have to a “friend” in here. Though he probably wouldn’t be, if he knew your true thoughts. He’s about Draven’s age, but unlike Draven he was born in the Derlerg province and actively sought out to be part of the shadows, since his family was one of the few that still quietly worshipped Dendrin even after centuries of others forgot him. Apparently it was always a dream of someone in his family to become a shadow, so Murk pestered the shadows until they finally gave him a chance. He passed and it was the happiest day of his life.

Murk was one of the few that tried to reach out to you even when he saw you struggling with shadow magic (among other things). During the times when you were paired up and had to fight actual dissidents who didn’t want to listen to you (Not all are willing to trust let alone join the shadow guard agenda, and some are little more than violent criminals) he’s always had your back. In between missions, he likes to tell you of his latest attempts to woo Sister Bianca.

It is a shame that such a worthy comrade has dedicated his life to the wrong side and it will be regrettable when the day comes that you may have to kill him yourself.


Test or not, you’re not going to stand here and accept the judgment that Master Ebon has passed on you. You’re more than strong enough to pass through the ceremony, you know you are and to prove it, you immediately make a run for the portal.

“Master Ebon, the Eternal is running towards the portal!” you hear Brother Gray shout just as you make a leap into the shimmering portal. If Ebon said anything you didn’t hear it, in fact as soon as you pass through the portal you don’t hear anything. You also don’t see anything or even feel anything. It’s like you’ve stepped into a place that has sucked out all your senses. You even attempt to speak out loud, but nothing comes out, of course you wouldn’t really know since you can’t hear anything. You don’t believe you’re standing on anything and feels like you’re “floating” in some sort of void.

As for your mental state of mind, your feelings have become muted. You still have them, but they aren’t as strong as they once were. Even before when you suppressed your feelings yourself, you never managed it to this degree. Everything has become deadened.

All of this is so strange and you briefly wonder if you’ve made a mistake, but then you hear a voice, but it’s inside your head. It isn’t some sort of subconscious either. It’s a very real external force speaking to you in your mind. The voice is a whisper, but loud at the same time, almost overpowering.

“You were not given permission to be here. Why have you disobeyed your superior?” the voice asks.
“I…I wanted to prove I was worthy.” You answer. It is a strange sensation to speak with just your brain.
“I see…so do you think you are worthy?”
“Yes.”
“Your confidence is admirable. Yet, you do not even where you are, let alone WHO you are.”
“I am an Eternal.”
“Are you? Tell me, how can one be an Eternal, when one has not even experienced life outside what your superiors have told you? How can one be eternal when one is a mere baby in terms of existence? How can one be eternal when you are before a being that has existed longer than you mortals first came up with the idea of your primitive methods of measuring time? No, you are not eternal. You are confused.”

The voice is absolutely oppressive. Any feelings that were dead before are replaced with an extreme feeling of hopelessness and as the voice stated confusion. Within that moment you start to question everything you were taught. Not the skills, but the ideology. Still, you try to maintain your mind, by asking questions.

“Are…are you the god of the Shadow Guards?”
“That designation I suppose is accurate in a sense, but one should not get stuck with just one description, lest it confine you. I am many things as are you, even if you do not realize it yet, despite what your superior believes. Not to say he is wrong, just that he does not have the…insight I possess. Now your fellows that entered before you did are limited in their thought processes. Some have already failed due to their lack of complex thought. Tell me, are you loyal to your Emperor and your Empire?”
“…of course!” you say, though due to your experience in this place, you feel a lot less certain of that, for the first time. This whole event is troubling to you. You almost feel suicidal for not answering with absolute certainty.
“One cannot serve two masters, or at least not for long. The ones your Empire has designated the Shadow Guard are my loyal servants. They are loyal to ME, first. You cannot be a true member of this order if you place your Emperor above me. My followers have survived by hiding in plain sight and making themselves indispensable to the Empire. They have done this for centuries, but there will be a reckoning some day soon and the question is, who’s side are you going to be on?”

You cannot answer. The concept of not placing the Emperor about all is so abhorrent to you that you can’t even comprehend it. Yet here you are being asked this question by a god no less. He’s even suggested a reckoning of some sort that indicates the Shadow Guard will betray the Empire in the future! How can you argue with such a being though? If you disagree it is likely to destroy you, but in this place you almost can’t help but to swear subservience to this god. You feel so helpless that it’s almost like the choice Mistress gave you except even worse.
> You defy the god with all your strength
You aren’t going to compromise your beliefs. Not even to a god.

“I will never serve you! My loyalty will always be to the Emperor!” you communicate with your mind. You feel absolutely drained even having this thought.

For a long time there is a silence and you’re just floating in the void, with only a sense of impending doom ever growing within your head.

“So be it. I respect your dedication Eternal. May you serve your Emperor in whatever afterlife finds you, because you won’t be doing it in this life.” The voice whispers and then you feel the numbness that has invaded your body, now invading your mind.

It isn’t painful. It isn’t anything really. Your brain shuts down along with the rest of your body, which is then enveloped by the void. You completely cease to be and are explained to have died during the Shadow Guard ceremony to Mr. Mol when he asks for an update on your progress.


The pain is great and you want it to be over with as quickly as possible, but you know to beg for mercy would be shameful, so you gasp say you’d rather die than beg. This response surprises her to a point that she actually takes her boot off your chest giving you relief.

“Truly, little one? You accept death so quickly? Have you no instinct for survival, or are you merely a fool? Still, your refusal to beg at least shows promise. It also shows that you know your place and that your life is ultimately not your own. It is nothing. ALL of your lives are nothing! Your lives will never be anything more than warm bodies to serve the Emperor! Remember this.”

At this point much like your other classmate hit by her magic bolt, you slowly get up and back in your seat, clutching your chest. It hurts, but you compose yourself the best you can.

Time passes by under the harsh guidance of Mistress. She teaches you all that she promised she would and then some. Your lessons are not only that of a combat nature, but of an academic one as well. You wouldn’t be aware of it, but you and your classmates are probably much better educated than other children your age.

As for you, Mistress doesn’t treat you any worse or better than any of the other children, but your first experience with her did have an effect on your behavior. You take her lesson that your life ultimately not being important to heart and you become more and more withdrawn. So withdrawn in fact that you almost become invisible to your fellow classmates and even Mistress sometimes forgets that you’re there at all. If it was not for group projects and sparring lessons you probably would be forgotten.

You obey commands and do your training and that is all. Why bother worrying about anything else when your life is not your own? You must follow orders even if it means your death, it’s the only way you’ll be able to please the Emperor.

Despite your low key nature, your personality doesn’t completely go unnoticed by your instructor and watchers, they make note of it and decide how you should be handled in the next step of your training.

Year 12

You are in a room with a few of your fellow classmates standing in a row. Most of your class has been separated for reasons unknown to you. All you know right now is there is a man in a dark robe speaking with a well dressed man. They are speaking about you, but not actually speaking TO you…

“Far be it from me to question orders, but I thought the whole point of this program was to create a separate elite fighting unit. Why are they now being split up and more importantly why are some being placed with us?”
“Things have changed since the program’s inception. Besides I would’ve thought the Shadow Guard would’ve appreciated such an honor of receiving such worthy candidates.” the man dressed in black formal wear calmly retorts.
“That remains to be seen. I’m sure you’re fully aware of our strict guidelines on who is accepted. There are tests and rituals to go through.”
“So, put ‘em through whatever it is you do. Look, I’d say you could benefit by having a few Eternals in your ranks, if nothing else than to keep you from getting lax.”
“Lax? Our group has been the eyes and ears of the Empire for centuries, and our vigilance is beyond reproach. We haven’t even seen one of these so-called Eternals can do. It’s all been just speculation, and if I may be so bold, a misguided appropriation of time and funds. The Empire should be providing the regular military better equipment and more of it, so that we don’t have to be sent in to help them on the frontlines when we could be doing better things with our time such as keeping the Empire safe from subversives and other internal parasites.”
“Your concerns are irrelevant. This is the Emperor’s project and he has his reasons. If I were you I’d watch your tone. For someone who doesn’t question orders, one wonders if you have to be reminded that you are a servant of the Emperor and you will obey or you will be replaced.”

The robed individual steps towards the well dressed man before speaking.

“Fortunately for you, I do serve the Emperor, for that is the only thing keeping me from ripping out your throat. Never question my loyalty again…very well I shall take these so called Eternals, but if they fail to live up to Shadow Guard standard, then they shall die like anyone else.”
“As you wish brother, I leave it in your capable hands. You will keep me apprised of their progress on a weekly basis. Good day.” The well dressed man says and leaves the room, leaving you all alone with the robed man. You’ve never seen a Shadow Guard before, but while he doesn’t look quite as menacing from what you’ve heard about them you know that he is a force to be reckoned with by reputation alone.

He walks up and down the row sizing you all up before speaking.

“I am Brother Gray, and I will be in charge of the rest of your training until the Emperor deems otherwise. I imagine that your former instructor was that svelk woman, so I trust you all know by now that failure and weakness have no place here. Correct?”
“Yes Brother!” you all shout in unison.
“Hmm, well glad to see her skills in teaching discipline are still as effective as ever. Good. Now let’s see how good your combat skills are…”

At this point you and your fellow classmates instinctively start to pair up to spar with each other, but Gray stops you and immediately knows what’s going on.

“Oh no, you won’t be fighting each other. The svelk’s cultivation of mistrust and loathing in all of you has its place, but not for our purposes. As a Shadow Guard you will learn that the reliance on such emotions to be a hindrance, as all emotions are. I can see I will have to undo some of the foolishness she has instilled in you all.”

Time goes by and Brother Gray begins to train you in various forms of combat. It’s actually similar to some of the stuff Mistress was starting to teach you as he goes on about unconventional warfare such as poisoning water supplies and assassinations. However he also teaches you and your classmates to work better as a team. One test involves fighting a strange beast called a Thought Lurker. It is one of the most grueling battles you’ve ever had and it doesn’t require weapons at all. It takes place all in your mind and it utterly destroys a few of your classmates. It is only when you and your classmates concentrate together as one you are ultimately successful in defeating it.

Academically speaking, you are still given a well-rounded education. A strong mind and knowledge wins more battles than any blade did as Brother Gray says.

Brother Gray is just as uncompromising as Mistress in his training, but he is not gleeful about it at all. His verbal abuse is a cold disappointment rather than gloating about your failures. He still reminds you all regularly about how it is your sworn duty to serve the Emperor, but you hardly need him to tell you that, to believe otherwise is unthinkable.

As for you, you find yourself fitting in better here. It might be due to the conditioning that emotions are a hindrance and the emphasis on duty since you already had a slightly stoic personality coming in. There is a calming peace of knowing exactly what you need to be placing importance on. Despite your nature of blending into the background, you have not gone unnoticed by Brother Gray who approaches you to give you direct advice one day.

“You are a little different from your fellows. I have noticed that you adapted much better to training than they did. You may even survive the ritual when the time comes, however I will give you a little advice. I can see that you do not believe your life is truly important. You believe that you feel it is merely your duty to serve and if you die in the process, then you will die. I imagine this might be the result of something that the Svelk woman did to you…in any event, this approach will not do. There is no weakness in maintaining a survival instinct while serving. Yes, you will be called upon to perform dangerous duties or even suicidal ones in the service of the Emperor, but you should always try to survive even if the odds are against you. The Shadow Guard has been doing it for centuries. Remember, the longer you survive, the longer you can continue serving the and there is no greater honor. Think on this on your next training assignment.”

Brother Gray’s words carry much weight with you and in the years during your training you begin to discard your overly fatalistic approach to life well as becoming an accomplished warrior.

Your instructor and watchers once again note your growth and skills, and as usual they make decisions on how you will best serve the Emperor.
> The Shadow Guard (History Lesson)
The Shadow Guard are an elite branch of the Empire’s security force. Technically they aren’t military, but they do help out the rank and file soldiers when assigned to. Their main task is internal security of the Empire’s core regions however. Much like anything concerning the history with the Empire, the shadow’s history is also a little murky, but for as long as anyone can remember, the Shadow Guard have been serving since the early days of the Empire.

While the shadows are feared and respected by most across the normal population, the higher ranking military officials tend to be suspicious of them for various reasons. One of the major reasons being their religious nature as they are practically a religious order of “warrior monks”.

While the shadows do serve the Empire and dedicate their loyalty to the Emperor, they also worship a deity of some sort and have always done so, indeed it is supposedly how they all maintain their more magical abilities. Something like this might normally be considered a threat and the religion stamped out, but given their order’s utter dedication to the Emperor for centuries they have been given some allowances that most would not receive. Not to mention that they are absolutely vital at keeping the population in check nowadays.

The Shadow Guard’s procedures for choosing new recruits are almost as strict as the Eternal process. Besides the usual demanding combat training, they also have to go through some sort of ritual, which the shadows keep very private. It has something to do with their religion though, and not everyone survives the process. If the initiate survives then he or she becomes a fully-fledged shadow and all the abilities and powers that come with it.