As he moved away from the entrance to the Underworld, he was already enacting the next move. His most masterful agent had worked its way into an elven warband. Over the last thirty years he had slowly poisoned the entire band into working evil. Now that the order had been given, it would lead that band in a raid upon several villages in the freelands, thus cementing the fear that had been carefully crafted over the last decade. Everyone would believe the elves of intending to move into expansionism and reforging a new empire under their control. Oq’s newly expanded awareness of his realm would alert him immediately to the attacks and he would report to Blackmane. With reports of several villages in Eiredore having been sacked over the last week reaching Fallscliff tomorrow, the stage would be set for the Conclave to unite the lands against Syldanath.
When they choose their battle commander, it will be simple to arrange it at the Imperial Throne so that when the official agreement is made, the throne will be activated and the power of the old Empire will be revealed. It is amusing that Karnas stumbled across that old spell and employed it for his little Empire. However, he botched it, it isn’t as powerful as the Imperial Throne. The elves unwittingly made this easier as they have reinforced their dedication to the Old Empire every decade when they visit. It would have been nice had the Orc Raid succeeded in its actual goal of wiping out the elven delegation and thus been able to blame them for leading it, but Papa had decided to make the trip himself thus ensuring that only the best accompanied him and so decimating the Orc Raid before it even was able to wreak half the havoc intended. And then the ‘heroes’ turning into such a power. Surprisingly, the more famous they become, the easier they are to manipulate. Removing them to the Underworld during the Conclave for one. If ‘Varien’ hadn’t panicked and gone the wrong way when spotted by Erima’s surprisingly considerable power, he wouldn’t have had to sacrifice ‘Roget’ to it. However, his wife inheriting his ambassadorial powers and having already been conditioned to the proper course, won’t hinder the plan.
No the only thing disturbing his thoughts now is the revelation from his scout. That little huntress says she’s sure of what she saw. Thinking upon it, he can remember how it could have happened. Strange that it should come up now. Maybe, if things work out well, he can correct the wrong. But for now it will have to wait. First, his father must be made to pay for his indiscretion. Mother’s hateful name for her son must be broadcast to them all. And the name of An’drogt shall be added to the lists of the Elven Royalty!