From the Book “Living Through the War
Excerpt from the journal of Alexandra the Conjuror
Those who study the Hegemon Wars cannot escape the masterful three volume work by the Ash River Sage but they should not ignore the first hand accounts of those of us who lived through it. This book consolidates many of these voices in a way I hope is both entertaining and informative. Be warned that more than a few of the following pages deal with my home, that endlessly intriguing and infuriating metropolis Bex and how the off-worlders called POSCo saved it.
I will give commentary all the way through. One of my most recent discoveries was the Journal of Alexandra the Summoner. For years many people referred to her as a Wizard but with her newly found Journals we now know she only masqueraded as a Mage. Alexandra was a Warlock whose patron was the Chthonic being Omag the Silent. Only the Off-Worlders knew this secret. This knowledge escaped even the Ash River Sage, who exists on the edge of immortality. I, who was in her employ for many years as a scribe, never suspected.
Alexandra worked with all the Off-Worlders, first as a contract employer through the Gnome Cedric and then directly with them. Some say it was the human Archer GFoot who negotiated the new bargain; others say it was Felix chopping off Cedric’s hand. Cedric played a much smaller part in the war and in Midsea after that. Kona the Dwarf Paladin and the human noble Sir Gavin came to Midsea with the Sorceress as Cedric’s newest attempt to gain wealth but quickly joined Alexandra so as to save her city.
We have the advantage of looking backward and we see how the following section of her journal points the way to Alexandra’s complex and history braking fate. But now her words…not mine.
Lagermer the Limping Sage
The Slaying of the Meddler-
When I engineered the vote that got Jorge elected to the Inner Circle of Mages I knew my fellow Inner Circle colleague Varsa would strike back. That old sybarite with his constant consumption of youth potions and pretty people is jealous of any new Mage. But I didn’t realize he had such deep ties to the Hegemon, nor did the Hegemon realize Varsa had close ties with the Meddler.
This was always the case with that harbinger of Chaos and Old Night. The Meddler helped enough to cause a war while hurting all he could in the process. The Elven Ranger Wythnyr made this insight long before I did. I thought the Meddler to be an old Wizard from the Elven Empire and suspected he was the Red Crowned King himself, transformed by some fey magic.
Much of my plans for Bex at that time revolved around the spirit of Marcus Redhand fully reincarnating within Jorge. I succeeded but not the way I anticipated. Looking back I realize I am cursed in both love and life. The only true love has been the city of Bex.
But again I digress. All this writing is too hard to keep straight. I don’t understand how my limping copy boy Lagemer can do this for hours. He is a scribe in training. His father worked for me but was killed in the avalanche caused by Agathour. With his mom working at the Moonshadow Tavern I had to give him something to do. He is surprisingly good and I always see him reading in my library or discussing obscure points of Bex history with my hulking servant Seneschal.
So…I had been searching the past year for the Twilight Tavern. The way it reappeared here and across the Multiverse delivering the Off-Worlders to Hegemon threatened places raised my curiosity. The Twilight Tavern seemed to somehow be working against the Meddler. I divined that the bartender in that small peripatetic demiplane, Devin the Devout, knew how to defeat the Meddler but I couldn’t find that traveling pocket universe!
Armand, that partying halfing cleric who lived off luck, had no trouble finding it. It practically found him! I know the Mad Magician Samsa, who was rumored to have destroyed his own world, drank there and played chess against the Infernals for his soul. Samsa, who never lost in those chess games, made those Infernals construct an arrow that could bind the Meddler to Midsea and take away some of his extra-planar powers. How I wished to know where he and the Twilight Tavern were! The Ship of Fate was one way I could have found it but Armand became its newest Captain!
Then one morning, Sir Gavin, Kona (who somehow knows more about Devin the Devout than I do) and GFoot all make their way through my old neighborhood of Moonshadow, down Umbra Alley and stumble right upon it.
They come upon Wythnyr and Fame fighting an acid spewing Minotaur and a cutlass wielding Astral/Ethereal Pirate. Wythnyr and Fame traveled to Moonshadow after making a bargain with the Hegemon to escape one of the deep caves beneath Bex.
Sir Gavin charged in after GFoot sent the Minotaur to its death with a shot that entered his ear. Then Fame, after his second attempt, leapt over an old obelisk, reversed his magic rapier, the Verdant Viper, and stabbed the extra-dimensional Pirate down through his collarbones and straight through his brittle, box shaped heart!
They then all entered the Twilight Tavern, without letting me in, conversed with Devin and exited. GFoot tried to negotiate me inside but Devin was resolute. Why he distrusts me is a riddle whose answer never revealed itself.
I later learned Devin told GFoot he possessed Samsa’s magic arrow that could anchor the Meddler to Midsea. All of them then left me and went in search of an Elven Teleport Rune to negotiate more with the Hegemon and ran into the Meddler!
The battle was long. Wythnyr and GFoot, who both carry a Bow of the Boarder Guard, found their arrows even more deadly when they fought together. This confirms the legends that the roving Rangers of the Boarder Guard, when they would join forces, could hold off an army!
Amand found his spells didn’t work until the Meddler was struck by the Elven Arrow that GFoot carried. He then cast a spell that made the Meddler’s silver skin soft. Fame, whose small hand crossbow kept missing the Meddler, then attacked him with the green glowing rapier, Verdant Viper!
Sir Gavin, after a long charge and taking much damage from the Meddler’s blue blasts of lightning, swung Brother Sword down. The Meddler disintegrated in a burst of blue energy, throwing old Sir Gavin back and leaving only a red robe and a ring.
Fame quickly put on the robe and found himself gifted with a strange sort of sight. Every living being looked like shaped energy and he began to feel an awesome anger. The Off-Worlders noticed his skin turning silver and they took the robe off him.
They then gathered themselves atop the Transportation Rune and instantly traveled to the Hegemon’s War Tent, where they were confronted by 20 assassins who were there to kill the Hegemon!
(the journal stops here at a torn page)