Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191023222228/@comment-5543592-20191025011200

The Clockwork Thrones
The gods watched as the Covenant dragged themselves through the realms of the gods and then were silent. All of them except Sep, that was. The Snake was never one to stand on ceremony.

“Oh those poor mortals.” Sep tsked. “Exposed to the horrors of Vaermina’s realm. Terrible. So sad.” He shook his head bitterly, drummed his fingers on the arm of his throne for a few somber moments. He perked up. “Hey, Leki, remember that time I turned your human lover into a cow, and then convinced you to kill it for food?”

Leki stared across at him, expresion stony. “Father, I would like to destroy Sep. He outlived his usefulness.”

Sep smiled at her, opening his mouth for a rebuttal.

“Enough of this.” Ruptga thundered. Sep snapped his mouth shut. Ruptga continued, “Diagna, these mortals are flimsy. Your al Din is a discredit to the Empress. The Nords nearly killed one another and the treachery of the Khajiit repulses even me.”

“Not to mention this elf.” Leki curled her lip back in distaste. “How did he get in the picture?”

“Hey, in my defense, the elf wasn’t my idea.” Diagna said. “His names not even on the thing, you can check.”

“They cannot use the Shehai.” Leki said, folding her arms. “This means they are unworthy. The mortal world is doomed. I say we move the Yokudans to this plane of existence.”

“We can’t go around abandoning continents, every time things start getting bad!” Diagna threw his hands up. “And they’re called the Redguards now, Leki.”

“I hate that name. It does not even make sense. What are they guarding? How did those Cyrodiilic wastrels get that from ‘Ra Gada?’”

“I think we’re off track.” Diagna started, but Sep overrode him.

“Diagna, remember that time you told the mortal kings that whoever wore your crown would be decided the next Emperor, but refused to say what it looked like, telling them the strongest would discover it.”

“Yes, so you replaced it with a rat’s skeleton, I remember.” Diagna sighing, rubbing at his brow.

Sep slapped the throne’s arm. “That was hilarious! They fought wars over it! Wore it around going ‘I’m the Emperor! I’m the strongest!’ And you were all ‘how come no one’s been declared the true Emperor yet?’ and didn’t find out what I’d done until years later? Oh that was so good!”

The muscles of Leki’s jaw were bulging. “Father…”

“I said enough.” Ruptga brought his fist down, and the sky flashed. All were silent.

“Think of it like this.” Diagna said, holding up his hands. “So they fail? Mundus is doomed, and we move as many of the Redguards here as we can anyway. That’s pretty much what happened the last time, and it worked great!”

“I do not want a repeat of that. Too much was sacrificed for so little a victory.” Ruptga said. “You, of all people, should not want that sacrifice to be in vain.”

“I don’t.” Diagna said, softly. “That’s why I’m doing this for her. This is what she’d choose.”

“My daughter did have a bleeding heart.” Leki admitted. “Even Sep liked her.”

“She trapped me in a box for a year when I tried to steal her sword.” Sep said. “It was genius.”

“I think we should put to rest the argument of the Covenant’s capability.” Diagna said. “If they failed, then it’s no big loss, we do as Leki says. Until then, a little faith, please.”

“Faith.” Sep chuckled. “Funny.”