text: You can't bring yourself to be some lawless mercenary like a svelk and you can't fathom even trying to run your own piece of territory. You're no ruler. You're a warrior that currently has no direction or mission. The only chance to find purpose is to pledge yourself to another nation. Again, the only one you know of any note is the Felkan Kingdom. You only know a little about them based on the propaganda the Empire has told you as well as the brief conversation you had with Gerald when you temporarily reunited with him.
  
  Technically the Empire is at peace with the Felkan Kingdom, but there are still skirmishes. Though nowdays it's due to rogue Empire soldiers (and peasants too) becoming outright bandits rather than any patriotic reason. The Felkan Kingdom has been trying to keep out Empire refugees as well, which means you'll probably just get turned around, if not outright fired upon. Still with shitty situation you're in, getting shot doesn't even seem like a bad option at this point
  
  You find a nearby horse and set off for the west. Along the way you see the landscape of the Empire, which at one time was orderly and even idyllic is now burning and in tatters. Despite the chaos you don't need to do any battle, not even when passing groups of angry peasants who are taking every opportunity to get revenge on their oppressive government and its agents in all forms. You can only assume your reputation is enough to scare them off or they don't even recognize you. If it's the latter then it only confirms your belief that you weren't making that much of a difference in the Empire anyway.
  
  When you get to the Arat province you find it in a bit better condition than other territory you've rode through, though when you ride through the town of Bucklesberg the peasants give you hateful glances or just outright run into their homes. You see in the middle of the town square several heads stuck on pikes with their eyes gouged out, some of them of children. In the very center of that is a pole with a sign attached.
  
  THIS TOWN IS UNDER THE DOMINION OF THE ETERNALS. LAW WILL THRIVE UNDER THE NEW ORDER. DISOBEDIENCE WILL BE CRUSHED.
  
  OBEY AND LIVE. REBEL AND DIE.
  
  -GENERAL EDGAR
  
  You read the sign twice you to make sure what you're reading is correct. You almost wish you could say you're surprised, and perhaps that small naive part of you still is, but you're disappointed more than anything else. You of course don't know the whole story, but quite frankly you don't even want to know. All this revelation does is make you want to get out of Empire lands as quick as possible because it seems like it really was ever good for is turning everybody into a wannabe sovereign.
  
  You hasten your pace to the Felkan border as you don't wish to have any potential conflict with this new "regime" that seems to be trying to form here. It's a shame, because you did think about trying to find Edgar before going to the border hoping that maybe he'd join you. Now? He'd probably try to convince you to join him. Seen that story play out too, you'd rather not have to go through it again. Edgar obviously has chosen his path to deal with the Empire's inevitable collapse and you must choose yours.
  
  Eventually you get to the Felkan border which is predictably well guarded by several men with their fancy musket weapons. From what you've heard they aren't very sporting, but can blow through even a heavily armored orc instantly. Could've used some of those yourself ten years ago.
  
  "Alright just stop right there. You come any closer and you'll have a brand new hole in your body." One of them says pointing his weapon at you.
  "Sheesh Harry, can't you come up with a better threat than that?"
  "Fuck you Wally, we're turning back refugees every damn day, they can't all be winners."
  "Uh guys, I don't think this one's a refugee, he's wearing military armor." Another one says which at this point all of them point their weapons at you.
  
  You take this in stride you figured they wouldn't exactly be welcoming.
  
  "Alright I don't know why the hell an Empire soldier is here, but I suggest you just turn right back around. We're supposed to be at peace now in case you didn't know it, which judging by some of you lot you don't." Harry says.
  "I no longer serve the Empire, I request to serve your kingdom instead." You say.
  "Ha ha ha, yeah right. Look even if we were inclined to believe you, we don't need your kind especially since you can't even keep your own shit together. We know you're having a civil war or whatever it is right now. You're lucky our king is such a pussy that he refuses to take advantage of the situation otherwise, we'd fucking own the Arat province right now." Harry replies.
  "Hell yeah Harry! We should've just marched in and took it when they were begging for peace!" Wally adds
  
  The one soldier's words are most interesting. Especially how he speaks about his ruler so freely and without fear. It is apparent that despite their dislike of their ruler, yet they are very dedicated to their nation. It is sort of a comforting thing to see after so many you've encountered over the years weren't. Perhaps you could find a place here, assuming you can get past this first obstacle.
  
  "Very well gentlemen the only thing I can tell you that might convince you, is that I am an Eternal, born and bred for combat. I say with no boast that I am the best of my kind and while I am not yet familiar with your weapons, I dare say my combat skill and knowledge would allow me to learn rather quickly. All I ask is that I be allowed to speak with someone with more authority so that I can be given a proper chance."
  "Eternal? You ain't no Eternal, you're way too old. I've seen those bastards running around on the other side of the border and they're either in their twenties or younger. Dunno why you'd claim to be one of them for anyway, they're not even human, they're fucking soulless monsters. Heard enough horror stories from all the refugees we have to turn away. Some of those stories... pretty heartbreaking stuff... " Harry says getting a little choked about one of the stories he seems to be thinking about. It's at that point one of his buddies pipes up.
  "Hey, uh maybe he's one of those OTHER Eternals."
  "Oh an original? I dunno, didn't they not make too many of them?" Wally asks as if any of his buddies know.
  "How the hell should I know Wally?"
  "Well you were the fucker that brought it up! All right there's an easy way to do this. Chuck, head back to Fort Soot, and see Captain Warrick, he'll... "
  "Hold on did you say Captain Warrick?" you ask.
  "Yeah? And?"
  "I know him seeing as we practically grew up together. He was believed to be dead, how is it that he's a captain in the Felkan military?"
  "Hmm, well perhaps you can ask him that yourself, if you really do know him. Okay change of plan, we'll take you to see Captain Warrick, but you better not try anything funny. We'll need you to get off that horse and hand over your weapons. Chuck and Wally, you're with me, the rest of you keep an eye on the border as usual, we'll be back soon."
  
  You comply with their demands and have them march you to Fort Soot. The thing you notice immediately are all the trenches built into the land. Left overs from the war you imagine. When you get to Fort Soot it isn't particularly large, though it does seem to be heavily defended with weapons you've heard about before. Cannons they're called, and they are very devastating. You remember Gerald telling you how they could destroy stone golems as if they were made of paper. Makes you wonder why for all it's power that the Empire didn't fund money and time into developing such wonders as it certainly would've helped a lot more than their Eternal project. You quietly chuckle at the irony of that thought briefly thinking what you would've been doing now if there hadn't been such a project. Probably not marching into a Felkan fort that's for sure.
  
  When you are brought into Warrick's office it's like a trip to the past. Warrick's changed quite a bit. He's wearing an eyepatch for one thing and he's lost most of his hair, but you'd still recognize him. He also recognizes you though he's still having trouble believing it.
  
  "By the gods, is it really you?"
  "Yes, it's me. By the gods? Not by the Emperor anymore I see."
  "Nope and never will be again, which brings me to my next question. Why have you come here? I certainly hope it isn't on some fool mission to bring me to justice for being a traitor... "
  "Ha ha. Maybe at one time, but not anymore either. I guess you could say, I'm also a traitor, though I don't think I am. The Empire betrayed itself a long time ago and I can't serve a place that has not even the slightest concept of honor or loyalty even if it was the one that taught me such ideals."
  "I must say, I am a little surprised that you of all people would come to that conclusion. You were the most dedicated of all of us. I know that you are telling the truth though, as you were never a liar. So you've left the Empire then and come here to... ?"
  "Pledge myself to the Felkan Kingdom, though it seems I wasn't the only one who had that idea."
  "Hah, yeah a bit of a long story that. Before we continue I'll have to clear this with a lot of people first, and you're probably going to have to prove yourself several times, but if you're serious about this then you'll most likely be accepted. I've found things work with a little more leniency in the Felkan Kingdom."
  "All I want is a new chance."
  
  And so began your service to the Felkan Kingdom.
  > warrick (AWOL)
  "So when did you decide to leave the Empire?" you ask.
  "Oh that was a slow drawn out process actually. After all the shit I saw, I began to feel a severe amount of disillusionment for the Empire. Even on the front lines and being involved in a lot of fighting, I saw all the corruption going on, the incompetence of lazy commanders... it was like Captain Pollo multiplied by ten. I mean here we are trying to conquer an enemy that was somewhat equal to us as far as military and in some cases superior and we're just throwing soldiers into the field, without any regard for tactics or strategy!"
  "Sounds pretty bad, last time I spoke to Gerald, he never mentioned all the problems."
  "Heh, well I think Gerald didn't like to focus on the negative, but trust me when I tell you it was a complete fuck up from beginning to end. The only competent officer I remember was a Major Krozer... "
  "Wait, did you say Krozer? As in Alison Krozer?" you interrupt.
  "Yeah I guess. Never knew her first name, never really met her either, but she was sending out orders that were making a whole hell of a lot more sense for a while. A shame she got assassinated by a fucking bomb only a few months after her arrival."
  
  You don't say anything to this news. You sort of figured that maybe she had gotten killed, but a part of you sort of hoped that maybe she found a way out of the Empire as well. Seems silly to have a strong feeling about her given you hadn't seen her in so long and your one night tryst, but even not counting that, she was still a good officer that always played straight with you. The fact she got killed in a similar manner than Roldan did, certainly makes you feel that she deserved better.
  
  Warrick begins to notice your silence, and then you quickly pick the conversation up again.
  
  "So... how did you lose your eye?"
  "To be quite honest I don't even remember, though that's probably due to me losing the damn eye in the first place. I remember reaching my limit with the Empire towards the last days of the war. I mean we were supposed to be making peace with the Felkans, because we couldn't get our own shit together and we still had commanders throwing soldiers at the Felkan borders! What kind of logic is that? Anyway, at that point I just said fuck it and decided to leave. I wasn't entirely sure where I was going to go, and I don't remember exactly what happened soon after, but I'm guessing I must've crossed into Felkan territory or something, because the last thing I remember was a flash and everything went black. Guess I was so pre-occupied, I forgot to stay alert for traps. Next thing I knew, I woke up on a Felkan medic table. They said they found me and kept me alive, but couldn't save my eye. I still have memory problems about other parts of the past too, but nothing serious."
  "Surprised they didn't kill you, or leave you to die instead."
  "Eh, the Felkans have always been a little odd that way. Their medics have some sort of code or something, but still here was a hated enemy and they were treating me a hell of a lot better than the Empire ever did. That's pretty much when I offered my services to them. Took a while for them to trust me, but eventually they did. Of course it helped later on I saved the lives of some royals, but that's a tale for another time. I think we need to get you started on your own new life here."
  "Yeah, I still feel a little odd about all this." You say.
  "You'll get used to it, and in time you'll see that your efforts will be better appreciated here than they ever were in the Empire. Trust me, you're on the winning team now."
  
  You just smile and nod at Warrick's statement. While you don't doubt that you're on "the winning team" only time will tell if you will be truly appreciated.