Jackal Among Snakes

“Could you tell me just what happened there?” The beautiful goddess of birth inquired of Lira, goddess of connections. It looked like grandmother and daughter, almost. “Everything’s abuzz. Everyone can feel that something major happened, and the more attuned among us know there was a huge explosion of spirits in the sky above the Great Chu. But you were there, weren’t you? Some are even saying Argrave killed two ancient gods.”

Lira gave a slow, resigned nod. “To summarize… Erlebnis and Sataistador are both rendered irrelevant, now. Argrave baited Erlebnis out of the Palace of Heaven, and after doing battle with Law, Rook surprised him, killed him, and inherited the vast majority of his power. We took the Palace of Heaven, then, and while I’m not privy to specifics, Sataistador was defeated due to something Argrave did. Now, Stout Heart Swan joined the fight to hunt down the rest of him, and Kirel Qircassia is suing for peace. Most of the Qircassian Coalition was destroyed. The whole of Berendar, and all of the Great Chu, are under Argrave’s thumb.”

With this juicy information, the goddess of birth talked a long, long while, prying whatever information she could. Then, hours later, she conferred with several other gods who sought news about this strange happening in the Great Chu.

“Apparently, the King of Vasquer pulled Erlebnis out of the Palace of Heaven, where he, Rook, and Law killed him together. Minutes after, Argrave killed Sataistador on his own inside the Palace of Heaven. Apparently, Kirel Qircassia is surrendering, too. Lira showed me the sky—everything turned black after the king wiped out the Qircassian Coalition. The king’s putting down his roots in the Great Chu. I’ve heard it’s the largest empire the world’s ever seen,” she bragged.

“That can’t be right,” the gods with her expressed disbelievingly. They, too, probed for more details… and bit by bit, words changed.

“The King of Vasquer killed Erlebnis with Law and Rook, then went on to fight Sataistador after taking the Palace of Heaven. Kirel Qircassia tried to take advantage of things, but most of his coalition was destroyed. Apparently, he’s surrendering unconditionally.”

“Really?” An impish-looking creature, who was the god of mischief, smiled devilishly as the news reached his realm. “That’s quite the tale.”

“It came from Lira. It should be reliable,” the messenger told the god.

“Reliable indeed…” the impish creature stroked its chin. In a few minutes, he was before another.

“You wanted to know what happened, right? I’ve heard that Argrave taunted Erlebnis, sent him into a fury. It was something to do with the affections of a woman,” the mischief-maker said. “Thereafter, the mortal king beat the god of knowledge alone. Sataistador—who was actually Erlebnis’ brother, as it turns out—arrived to avenge him. And the king beat him, too! Now, Kirel Qircassia is whimpering with fear and begging the king to stay his wrath.”

Gaunt, the god of death who had in the distant past nearly joined the Blackgard Union, regarded the god of mischief with immense distrust. There was also a resounding sense of loss that Gaunt himself had not joined, considering this burgeoning union’s ascendency. He remembered nothing of the offer in the White Planes given that realm’s restrictions, but others inside the Blackgard Union had informed him he had been considered to join. Despite not being a member, Gaunt did have some contacts within. Gaunt called upon Rook, seeking to correct the record.

“He said all of that?” Rook laughed at Gaunt’s retelling of the tale. “Well, it wasn’t about a woman. And Sataistador’s not Erlebnis’ brother. But the rest of it… there’s a lot of truth, there.”

“You mean to say King Argrave beat Erlebnis and Sataistador alone?” Gaunt crossed his arms.

“One after the other,” Rook confirmed. “Well… that’s only partially true. Argrave destroyed the vast majority of the Qircassian Coalition and Sataistador at the same time. After all, he’d taken the Palace of Heaven by storm, and he somehow knew how to use it. Kirel Qircassia keeps sending people asking for peace, but Argrave hasn’t given him a single response yet.”

Gaunt, armed with this new information, spread the news. His serious nature gave credence to the tale—and, being that his tale was the most outlandish, it spread quickest, slowly twisting and morphing with every retelling in the slightest manner.

“A mortal king named Argrave killed both Erlebnis and Sataistador after taking the Palace of Heaven by storm. Kirel Qircassia has surrendered without a fight.”

“Argrave stormed the Palace of Heaven, which had Erlebnis and Sataistador both inside it at the time. Kirel Qircassia was meant to help the two of them, but Argrave just finished things too quickly.”

Iteration after iteration, retelling after retelling, until eventually…

hear about what happened in the Great Chu?” A

goddess of magic crossed her arms. “I was there. There for part of it, at least. What are you

Qircassia. This is just after he took the Palace of Heaven and the whole

eyes. “What do you mean,

he’s still mortal? That can’t be true, right? Do you think you could arrange

of magic

king that had been the cause of the destruction of two ancient gods, and had brought to heel a third. Tales of his past exploits rose from the dead—his challenge of Fellhorn’s authority in

stolen from Royal Road. If you read it

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Qircassia a break,” Argrave insisted. “We have more than enough manpower—or godpower, as it were. Rook and Law alone could probably handle it, but we’ve got way

to emerge the foremost power in the world, so that we could unite everyone against Gerechtigkeit. Kirel Qircassia has been very vocal about seeking peace. If we ignore that and destroy

now, and we just stopped him from destroying the whole of the Great—” Argrave trailed off, wheezing. He still

calmly, “They aren’t privy to those details, and we can’t get that message to every potential ally. This is about how we’re seen, Argrave,” Elenore reminded him. “I’m not suggesting we genuinely make peace. I’m suggesting we hold off, gather more allies, and then explain this fact while we amass power. We need

said Durran, interjecting. “Qircassia is a slippery bastard.

him writhe. Let him get desperate. Meanwhile, we amass influence. In the meantime, he might make a mistake. And need I remind you we need every resource at our disposal right now? If we—” Elenore trailed off, eyes going distant as she listened to a voice

but the movement pained him. “How

much—Dario is the only one conscious, but they’re both alive. They’re both getting healing, now,” Elenore told him, then went silent once more as she asked for more information. “Dario said… apparently,

eyes, swearing

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unable to even meet his gaze. “I had Traugott. Enough golem cores to generate a blast large enough

stopped you?” Argrave

who was unconscious. She had been healed, but she needed to wake up on her own. Apparently, it wouldn’t be long. “The blast would’ve killed both

him, asking himself if he would’ve made the same choice. Consign not only his life, but Melanie’s, just so he could take out Traugott. The answer… Argrave couldn’t

Traugott got his hands on the

it.” Dario lowered his head. “As it was… Fellhorn, the Shadowlanders… we barely made it out alive. Had to bury those creatures with all the cores,

fortress’ vulnerability, that whole battle might’ve been drastically different. As it was, casualties were in the tens of thousands. That number might’ve been fargreater had they not been able to breach the Palace of

getting closer and closer to things that he had no business being anywhere near. They were near the cusp of it all—both

told me

way,” he told

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Anneliese’s hair gently, pinching it up high so she

explaining things. She