3.19 In Which the Dark Lord Lays it All Out

3.19 In Which the Dark Lord Lays it All Out

Ephemera being what it was, my introduction to a new culture once again led quickly to learning about their funerary customs. Well, learning a very little bit, at least. I offered my assistance, of coursequickly echoed by Yoshibut Rizz politely yet firmly informed us that goblin business was none of ours, and in fact it would be preferable if we could go somewhere else. By that point they had neatly arranged the bodies on the big, explosion-pocked ledge and begun constructing some kind of improvised platform from the foot of the blown-up bridge, and thats all I saw of it before we retreated back into the halls of Jadraks old headquarters.

Not far in, I wanted to be able to swiftly regroup with the rest. It didnt need to be far, anyway, the Judge just seemed to prefer us out of view.

Somewhat to my surprise, that left three goblins with us. Apparently Gizmit, Zui, and Maizo didnt consider the funeral any of their business, either, which I could understand. We had plenty of evidence that goblins were diverse in their affiliations. I guess I wouldnt want to crash a wake for a bunch of people I didnt know, who minutes ago had been willing to murder me. Under clear duress, but still.

More to the point, this put me in mind of Gizmits recent advice. I took the opportunity of his relatively quiet moment to act on it.

Hey, Maizo, Id like to ask a favor.

Hell, its not like I dont owe ya, Lord Seiji, he replied, grinning irrepressibly. Whats up?

Weve got a long walk back to Sneppits place, since the trams arent running, and the bunch of goblins weve just picked up have a lot of information between them thatll be valuable for planning our next step. We need to debrief them while we move, and have a decently organized report to share when we regroup with Sneppit. But if possible, I would rather not interrogate or otherwise give these people a hard time. Theyre in a rough spot and I want em to feel welcome with us. Youre an information guy, think you can spend the hikeyknow, working your magic? Chat with people, get the scoop without being a pest about it?

Say no more. That is exactly within my aptitudes. Gimme a day to rub shoulders and make friends, and Ill know everything they know by breakfast, and no hard feelings anywhere.

Thanks, Maizo. Sorry to put you right to work, I know you havent exactly been having a relaxing vacation here.

Opposite of a problem, bossman, he said, his grin fading to a more serious expression. The running theme of my misdaventures recently has been me being helpless while various people just did shit to me. Im grateful to use my actual skills and accomplish something again.

Good to have you on the team, Maizo. Hey, Zui?

Oh, boy, she deadpanned. What now?

I know you dont work for me, so this is just a request. Youre an organizational personSneppits personal assistant, even though for inscrutable goblin reasons you cant call the job that. If youre willing to help out, can you please help keep all our new additions Yknow, organized? Make sure everybodys taken care of as best we can on the way back. Ill do my best, but you know goblins better than I ever will and I get the impression you like looking after people.

Not bad, not bad. She folded her arms and gave me a smug little smile. Asserting authority by ordering me to do something you know damn well Im gonna anyway. Its a good trick, Sneppit does that. Well make a manager outta you yet.

I specifically said it wasnt an orderyou know what, never mind, fuck it. How the hell are you more annoying than when you just hated my guts?

Tsundere, Yoshi said sagely.

Biribo, I want you to fly over there and punch the Hero in the eye.

I am unequivocally not doing that, boss.

What did he just call me? Zui demanded. Actually, nah, I dont care. Anyway, Lord Bossypants, I never hated you, I just have a healthy attitude toward tall folk who think theyre in charge of stuff. Now that Ive seen what it takes to make you go full mass-murder Im reasonably confident youre not gonna do it over every little thing. Thats something we gotta be careful of, with humans.

Hey, uh, Maizo? Yoshi said awkwardly, then actually blushed when Maizo turned to look at him. I, uh Well, I just wanted to say Sorry. About before.

Youre apologizing to him? Flaethwyn screeched.

Can somebody put a muzzle on that elf? Zui hissed. Theres a funeral going on just around that corner!

I will not

Flaethwyn, Nazralind said quietly, staring at her. Flaethwyn shut her mouth with an audible click of teeth, going a shade paler.

Yeah, well, she aint without a point, said Maizo. Youre apologizing to me?

Im not mad about the mud pit, Yoshi said, then hesitated and shook his head. Well. Im not going to bear a grudge about the mud pit, let me put it that way. With the things Ive learned since about goblins I guess I see now why that seemed to you like a reasonable thing to have done at the time. For my part, Im sorry I didntspeak up. I shouldve stuck up for you.

What are you going to do, then? Gizmit asked quietly.

Iam still working on that, I admitted. Im getting my feet under me and figuring out the options. Fortunately Fflyr Dlemathlys is the worst excuse for a country on either world, so all I have to do to throw this place into chaos is enforce some basic decency on people. Ive been running around rescuing folks from slavery and putting down bandits, mostly. It counts as Dark Lord business because in a place this corrupt, that is severely disruptive to the status quo, and it buys me time to figure out something suitably dramatic thatll keep Virya off my back without turning myself into some kind of monster.

The word around the Kings Guild, Pashilyn commented, is theres been a marked change in bandit activity on Dount since the Kingsguards purge of the Gutters. The island has become noticeably safer to travel through. Attacks on the road are somehow putting travelers harmlessly to sleep instead of just shooting them with arrows, and it seems the new bandits just take a sort of tithe and always leave their victims something to get home with. No arson, murder, rape, or violence in general. I dont suppose you happen to know anything about that, Lord Seiji?

I gave her a bland, pleasant smile. You would have to ask Highlord Caldimer of Clan Olumnach about organized bandit activity, Lady Pashilyn.

Of course, such is the rumor, she said in an equally mild tone. Well, perhaps someone should caution Highlord Caldimer that this change has drawn the Guilds attention. It may be better for the people of Dount and commerce as a whole, but it also smells of the bandits becoming organized, sophisticated, and ambitious. The one thing the Clans will not tolerate is a threat to their power.

Sounds about right, I growled.

I cannot believe you are listening to this! Flaethwyn exclaimed at herstill quietly, at least. Thisthis blasphemy! Even blasphemy against Virya, which I would never have imagined I might one day care about, but Hes standing here trying to claim everything about our faith and our world is some manner of game!

I Yoshi trailed off and swallowed heavily. He looked vaguely seasick all of a sudden.

I think, Pashilyn said thoughtfully, studying my face, I believe him.

What?! Flaethwyn grabbed her by both shoulders. Are youyou cannotyoure a priestess!

Oh, I dont think hes right, Pashilyn clarified with a smile, gently dislodging her grip. I simply dont think hes lying. Lord Seiji reminds me strikingly of every highborn Ive ever known who was too socially blunt to successfully dissemble, even when they bothered to try.

Thats a hell of a thing to hang your entire faith on, Nazralind commented. You sure youre a priestess?

Pashilyn shrugged. I dont see the contradiction. I have no trouble imagining Virya saying something like that to her Dark Lord. Do you? I can think of any number of reasons she might tell him such a thing, none of which have to do with it being true. Perhaps she was punishing his defiance by adding insult to injuryafter all, the idea that all this is some manner of game is deeply insulting to everyone involved, is it not? Or perhaps the Dark Sister was manipulating him, saying the thing she calculated would drive him to the course of action she desired. For that matter, its believable to me that Virya thinks of the Dark Crusade as a game, and it requires all the earnestness of our Goddess and Her followers to contain Viryas insanity. Ormaybe she just thought it was funny. Its Virya. Who knows?

For the second time in the last few minutes I found myself gobsmackedthis time not with my usual nascent, simmering outrage, but the revelation thatwell, she had a point. Everything I knew about the battle of the goddesses and my role in it had come straight from Viryas mouth. And Virya

The question wasnt even whether Virya was full of it; I knew she absolutely was. The question was what, specifically, she had been bullshitting about, and how badly. Some of it was true, of that much I was certain. Head Start had verified important parts. But I realized, suddenly, that Id been taking her at her word for all of it, and man, was that stupid in hindsight.

And now everyone was looking at me again.

Welltheres no real way to tell, I hedged, having to suppress a spike of fury at the way Pashilyns smile subtly widened. It was a tiny provocation, the kind of thing Id find amusing under other circumstances; I could recognize when I was really angry at something else, and nothing good would come of taking it out on Yoshis little harem. Goddesses are inscrutable. Anyway, all this started with Flaethwyn pitching a fit about how Im planning to murder you all with my new army of goblins. Are you satisfied that is at least not my intent?

What is your intent? Zui asked, staring fixedly at me. Thats what I wanna know. What happens to us under the Dark Lords rule when youve got no more Goblin King to dispose of?

Like I said, I am still working on that. I met her gaze and spoke seriouslynot just for the sake of performance, but because this was a serious matter. We were talking about the fate of an entire people, here; this was a bigger deal than Cat Alley or anything else Id done on Dount. Maybe I was just projecting my unease over the responsibility onto her, but for some reason I suddenly cared a lot whether Zui in particular would approve of my chosen course. For right now, Im trying to learn as much as I can about goblins. What I can tell you is that I think Jadrak has the right idea about at least one thing: you have the potential to be so much more than you are, and all it would take is being united in the same direction. Just imagine what the goblins could accomplish if they werent all disorganized and constantly jockeying for advantage. Theres gotta be something more constructive to do with all that energy than his big idea of getting everybody killed in a futile war on the Fflyr.

She narrowed her eyes and said nothing. That wasnt enough.

A lot will depend on what develops after this, I added. Kzidnak is far from the end of it. There areother powers on Dount, as Im sure you know, and thats to say nothing of what lies beyond this shitty little island. I think the goblins deserve to be at the forefront of whatever comes next. Compared to the Fflyr youre a lot morewell, civilized. Anyway, though, there will be time to work it out once were not actively struggling to survive. Therell be a lot of work to do, putting this place back in order after Jadraks rampage. Im counting on that to buy me time to learn more about your people and craft a better plan. One with goblin input.

I paused, glanced around at the others, and deliberately put on my most insufferable smirk.

Thats not all, of course. But as Flaethwyn was so kind as to remind us just now, there are other matters we shouldnt necessarily discuss in front of the Sanorites.

Flaethwyn made one of her delightfully furious faces, but I wasnt paying her much attention this time. Zui still stared at me through narrowed eyes, but her expression softened infinitesimally, and after a moment, she inclined her head by the faintest degree. It was acknowledgment, not approval, but it wasnt rejection.

Not that I was even sure why I cared what she thought; this was easily the most annoying of all the goblins Id encountered, even the ones whod tried to kill me. Even Hoyhe was repulsive and infuriating, not annoying. Zui had a way of rubbing me the wrong way But hell, maybe that was exactly it, after all. If I could get her on board with my plan, it was likely to meet the approval of the rest of Kzidnak. She may as well make herself useful as a sounding board, if she was going to insist on hanging around me.

Rizzs return was as sudden as it was quiet; one moment she was suddenly just there in the doorway, causing Maizo to shuffle respectfully back. The Judge swept a quick look around, taking all of us in, then nodded to me once.

Ready to go?