Sunday eve when I arrived at the Keg & Anchor Tavern in
Trinsic to relax after spending the eve in Yew looking for more
clues concerning Gavin, Gil, Kyry (the author of the journal)
and Theron, when I didst spy Sinister Lord Trent Darkmor speaking
with a fellow named Forge on the roof of the Tavern. Lord Trent,
ye may recall, was under orders from an unknown master to desecrate
the Shrines of Virtue, and didst imprison Lord Arrion Wellington
in a prison in Dungeon Hythloth. Lord Trent is has also laid
claim to the Chamber of Virtue and all the lands that have been
in the possession of House Wellington for over eighty-five years.
I made my way up the stairs to the Tavern roof, where I
heard Lord Forge challenge Lord Trent to a duel. After telling
Forge that his act was foolish, and the lad sped off to prepare
for the duel, I approached Lord Trent and asked him if he
would take the time to speak with this humble reporter.
We made our way downstairs to the Tavern proper, and sat
at a table in the back room. It was there that we spoke.
Beans Baxter: Thank thee for thy time sire.
Trent Darkmor: Not a problem young scribe.
Beans Baxter: Ye've been on a lot of minds lately.
Trent Darkmor: I do my best. Well there is a time for change,
and that time is upon us.
Beans Baxter: *frowns* I'll be blunt: who is thine master?
Trent Darkmor: That I can not devulge as of now. He will
make his presence known when he wishes it.
Beans Baxter: He commanded ye to attack the Shrines?
Trent Darkmor: Aye that he did, and it is something that
I insisted on doing.
Beans Baxter: For what purpose?
Trent Darkmor: The shrines are the way of the old.
Beans Baxter: How so?
Trent Darkmor: They represent the virtues that Lord British
has used for generations to enslave the people of this land.
Beans Baxter: And yet ye lay claim to the Chamber of Virtue.
Trent Darkmor: Aye, for it is known that Lord British put
it there as to know so that he may... hmm the right word for
it... so that he may view what he has built I want him to
see it destroyed, and the people freed form his control.
Beans Baxter: And what do ye propose is the best means of
removing Lord British's control?
Trent Darkmor: Utter destruction of the Shrines. The people
must learn to live their lives their own way. By free will
over themselves. And they need to be shown that all they are
doing now is being lead by British to death like lambs to
Beans Baxter: But from Virtue stems Order. Even Lord Blackthorn
Trent Darkmor: Hahaha. Blackthorn...
Beans Baxter: He wishes more latitude though.
Trent Darkmor: He is a bigger fool then British.
Beans Baxter: *smiles*
Trent Darkmor: HE believes in his own ways, but is to scared
to make his dreams happen so he cowars in British's shadow.
And the Virtues do not lead to order. Laws do.
Beans Baxter: How so? He teaches Compassion!
Trent Darkmor: Compassion? He gives when it serves himself.
He is like any other virtue follower. They swear by them when
it suits them then refuses to acknowldge them when it hinders
Beans Baxter: But to many, Virtue is Law. That should be
Trent Darkmor: Nay, the virtues are a concept of one man.
And it is time we moved past this petty existances and forge
our own way into the future.
Beans Baxter: And how, assuming that this is the correct
path... would that be accomplished?
Trent Darkmor: I do believe Moonglow has the right idea.
They have their own council, it is high time that each city
be granted it's own rule and from that those in charge with
the help of the people should make the laws that bind this
Beans Baxter: Moonglow is a Virtue Council and respects
the Laws of our Liege.
Trent Darkmor: What liege? I have not seen hide nor hair
of British in ages. It is time we moved past his ways of the
old. And I am branded an outcast, because I wish to move on
and do things a new way. And if that is the cross I must bear,
then so be it
Beans Baxter: Ye also imprissoned Lord Arrion Wellington.
'Tis well known thy great-grandfather did threaten revenge...
Trent Darkmor: He was imprisoned for his own good. For if
it was up to him, these people would still be a slave to the
Beans Baxter: He is only a teacher of Virtue, a caretaker
if ye will.
Trent Darkmor: He is no teacher. He is a slave master only
looking for the good that will suit him. Arrion just wanted
people to think that. His family stole their power when his
Grandfather stabbed mine in the back and left my family to
suffer as outcasts. Now does that sound virtous?
Beans Baxter: How so? By wishing to care for the items of
Trent Darkmor: Obviously he has not spoken of his past.
Beans Baxter: He knows little of Gaius.
Trent Darkmor: My family was the first in line to teach
the virtous at the Chamber. And his forefathers stole that
from my family and all but left us to die. Where is the Compassion
Beans Baxter: There is no indication that ill will was bade
against House Darkmor save the slaying of Ariys' son.
Trent Darkmor: No ill will? My whole life has been ill willed
Beans Baxter: And ye blame a House for that?
Trent Darkmor: Traveling from town to virtous town only
to be shunned and driven to the farthest reaches of the Icy
tundra of the new lands. That is not ill will? So you can
see why the Virtues need to be replaced. They only serve those
when they wish them to, not when it was the right thing to
do. And that is why Laws should be made to replace these false
Beans Baxter: Give an example of the new Law ye propose.
Trent Darkmor: As I said I wish not to make laws. That is
up to the people, and the cities to come together and do.
I am merely forging the path for them to do so.
Beans Baxter: Ah, a democratic society?
Trent Darkmor: Aye. One where each town has their own justice.
And all that justice falling under the grand laws that they
provide the people with
Beans Baxter: Ye know 'tis treasonous to propose such a
Trent Darkmor: Treason?
Beans Baxter: Aye. 'Tis a monarchy.
Trent Darkmor: Where have you been boy? I have already laid
siege to the shrines. How much more treasonous can it be?
Beans Baxter: And was thwarted.
Trent Darkmor: Monarchy?
Beans Baxter: 'tis a shock to be honest that a warrant has
yet to be issued...
Trent Darkmor: Show mew thy lord and I will turn over the
Beans Baxter: by the High Council for yer arrest.
Trent Darkmor: and willingly be beheaded for treason.
Beans Baxter: 'tis a bold statement.
Trent Darkmor: You say it was thrarted?
Beans Baxter: Aye
Trent Darkmor: Yet when I left the battle field we strill
controled over half of the shrines and the Chamber of Virtue.
Beans Baxter: Not Honesty.
Trent Darkmor: Honesty is but one of 8.
Beans Baxter: I have not visited the others.
Trent Darkmor: Justice was still in our control, as was
Valor, and Honor.
Beans Baxter: And still now?
Trent Darkmor: I have yet to contact them.But let it be
known, that we held them all once, and still can hold them
Beans Baxter: On Monday eve here in this city the Council
of Honesty will meet will ye address them?
Trent Darkmor: I may have to make an appearence.
At this point in the conversation I noticed The Shadow sitting
within the Tavern. Knowing these two might have some interest
in each other, although their goals are somewhat different,
I motioned for The Shadow to come join us.
Trent Darkmor: Shadows do not bother me.
The Shadow: And nor should they.
Beans Baxter: Hail Lord Shadow.
The Shadow: Good evening.
Trent Darkmor: Do not bow. I am no god, just another man
The Shadow: I did not think you a god.
Trent Darkmor: Then why bow?
The Shadow: Because of the assistance you have provided
Trent Darkmor: Well any assistance was there for reason.
The Shadow: For now..you have my respect. I am certain you
have your reasons.
Trent Darkmor Aye. As Beans here knows.
The Shadow: May I join you?
Beans Baxter: *nods* Lord Shadow, if ye wish.
The Shadow: I had just left a meeting with Lord Bixby.Was
Trent Darkmor: Lord Bixby?
Beans Baxter: *nods*
The Shadow: Bixby Legbone.
Trent Darkmor: Do not tell me he is another foolish follower
of the virtues.
Beans Baxter: An enemy of the Council of Honesty.
The Shadow: High Priest of the Undead Lords.
Trent Darkmor: Ahh then he sounds like a fine fellow.
The Shadow: I call him Lord out of respect for his deeds.
Trent Darkmor: Ahh.
The Shadow: Our king would not.
Trent Darkmor: What King?
The Shadow: Lord British.
Trent Darkmor: Hahahaha. You still call him king?
The Shadow: For now. I am not quite finished with him yet.
Trent Darkmor: Well he must be around for such things to
happen. But alas I fear he is gone, abandoned this world along
with it's people.
Beans Baxter: He has left us his Virtues.'Tis enough for
Trent Darkmor: Must we go over that again Beans?
Beans Baxter: *smiles* 'tis mine opinion.
The Shadow: The virtues...Well, soon even they will not
Trent Darkmor: That is what I am working towards
The Shadow: Splendid, as am I.
Beans Baxter: *laughs*
The Shadow: We spoke briefly at the Chamber of Virtues.
Trent Darkmor: Ahh
The Shadow: You would not remember.
Beans Baxter: I paraphrase Arrion: ye can destroy the Shrines,
ye can destroy the symbols of Virtue, but Virtue will always
Trent Darkmor: Do not speak that name again. He is gone
from this world, and his name erased from all record.
The Shadow: Ah, but Beans... I am not out to destroy the
shrines or the symbols. I am out to destroy the virtues themselves.
Trent Darkmor: As I stated before, there are no tue virtues.True.
People only follow them when it serves to benefit themselves.
The Shadow: I will destroy them through the Sins.
Beans Baxter: *laughs* 'tis indeed a grand game of chess,
Shadow. We all play it, no?
The Shadow: We all do.
Trent Darkmor: But some of us willnot play fair.
Beans Baxter: I do say, that in both efforts, ye shall fail.
Too many are against ye.
Trent Darkmor: If you believe so.
Beans Baxter: Too many believe in the Virtues.
The Shadow: No.
Trent Darkmor: You are entitled to that belief.
The Shadow: Too many think they believe in the virtues.
Deep down, they will not admit their Sins.
Trent Darkmor: But all the more fun it will be when we march
right over you and your virtues.
Beans Baxter: *laughs* Me and my kind will only return stronger
as will ye and yours.
Trent Darkmor: As I stated to Forge earlier I will do battle
with any man in this world.
Beans Baxter: As I've seen ye do
Trent Darkmor: So until some man or woman does such, I will
not change my views or ways.
Beans Baxter: A draw then... for neither can get checkmate.
Trent Darkmor: We shall see.
The Shadow: *simply smiles and says nothing*
Beans Baxter: Well, I shant take up more of thine time.
I do thank thee for speaking with me, both of ye. And do make
that meeting on the morrow.
The Shadow: Always a pleasure, Beans Baxter.I shall try
Trent Darkmor: I shall be there.
Beans Baxter: Fare thee well, both of ye.