Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20161225200655/@comment-5583506-20170102180418

"As I tried to tell you lot yesterday", sighed the commander. "The people on the mainland are a lost cause. You are divided into three factions with varying opinions. You are these... these... Beast Slayers as you claim. Then there are the City-Dwellers. Then there are the Outsiders. All of them sharing some sort of contempt for the other which prevents your world from ever evolving. How is that a functional society?"

The Imperial woman began to wander back and forth with her hands behind her back. "The Imperial Legion on the other hand has always held together throughout the centuries. We've got Men, Mer and Beastfolk alike amongst our ranks, all sharing mutual respect for each other."

She made a short stop. "The Legion is representing what Mankind's future should look like... and what it will look like. The project we have been working on for the last decade will bear fruit in short, which will allow Mankind's future to blossom, but in order to make those plans come true... there are some things that need to be dealt with. We cannot repair the crack that has occurred in the civilization of the mainland. They are beyond saving. Thus our plan is simply to..."

She smacked with her lips. "Start over. From a clean slate. With the Legion replacing the mainlanders."

It took Ran'Jinro a while to realise what she was saying, but it didn't take him a long while after to put two and two together to suddenly understand where the intelligent Beasts had been coming from.

"It was you..." he said, his voice as faint as a whisper. "You... you sent those Beasts. You have been targeting cities all over the mainland. You... you must have fucked with their brains or something. That's why they were so smart... they knew exactly when and where to attack and ignored their primal instincts completely."

The Khajiit was more surprised and astonished than he was mad. He just couldn't believe this sort of treachery. It was worse than to realise that the Beasts had been man-made from the very start.

"But... but why?" he asked.

"Didn't you listen?" growled the commander, obviously not liking the idea of her own confession herself. "Mankind is divided and weak. There is nothing to build a future on from that! The Legion however shares the ideals a future generation should have. There is peace and there is prosperity. We are creative, hard-working, free of prejudice. We will become the new rulers of Tamriel. The mainlanders however... they are a problem. This is a dog-eats-dog world. It's survival of the fittest."

The commander pointed aggressively to the archives. "Yes! We are in fact repeating the same mistakes our ancestors did. We are aware that what we are doing will cost the lives of millions. But for the sake and future of our species, we stand by that our actions is for the best."

"You stand by that?" spat Ran'Jinro, reflecting upon all the encounters they had had with the Beasts so far, everything adding up. "We got reports at the beginning of the year of a stray Wolf Beast that had been coming in from the east. When me and my apprentice confronted it, it didn't even care about us, as any normal Beast would've. Instead it charged straight towards Kilkreath. Though we managed to intercept it, Kilkreath was doomed either way from the attacks of multiple other Beasts. That was all your doing, wasn't it? You tampered with those monsters minds, resulting in the deaths of men, women, and children... children!"

Ran shook his head in disbelief. "You are one sick-twisted cunt, you know that? Any painful death I could come up with in my mind right now would be too good for any of you."

The commander's face was as stern and unmoved as a block of stone. "I am not denying the things we do. Preparations for the future has already been made. A cure to revert the Beasts to their original state within the coming generations has already been prepared and ready to be distributed into the waters they are drinking from. But not before the culling of Tamriel has been completed. I was sort of hoping that you people, who seem to care so much for Mankind, would understand what we are trying to do. I was even hoping that you would... join us. But I guess that is out of the question?"

"And how!" growled Ran'Jinro standing up with restrained frustration. "At this point I can no longer see how the Beasts are the monsters in this story. And you are wrong! Mankind is not divided! Evelyn", he said, pointing to the young Breton woman, "the heir to the First and the Last King! With her return to the throne, the mainlanders have something to rally behind! And we will expose you all as the true enemy of Tamriel!"

"I doubt that very much", sighed the commander and signaled to some Imperial soldiers to enter the chamber with drawn weapons. "I only do what's in the best interest for the future of our species. But if you won't join us, I can't have you standing in our way either. Our horde of Beasts has already been dispatched. They are probably marching over the northwestern fords between Morrowind and Vvardenfell as we speak. Currently targeting Saarthal, Dive Rock, the Underkeep, Dragontail and of course..." Her expression darkened. "... Fort Slayer."

"Oh, you fucking bitch", hissed Swift-in-the-Sack.

" Don't think badly of me. As soon as the culling of Tamriel has been commenced, the cure will be distributed and everything will return to normal within the next century. Seeing as you decided to oppose this plan, and I can't say that I blame you, you would just be an obstacle." She looked at her guards. "Take them to a fitting cell. Perhaps they will change their minds once the culling is complete."

"Aye, commander", said a Dunmer soldier and motioned with his head at the Beast Slayers. "This way. And don't try to put up a fight or we won't hesitate to put you all down."

Ran'Jinro was furious at this point, unable to think clearly. But he did as he was told and simply nodded with his head at the others to make them follow suit. He needed to come up with something fast...