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"Let Your Heir Down" by mushroom_me
Tall, regal, and with an air of confidence, the newly appointed Lord of the Darigan Citadel carried himself with poise as he swiftly made his way across the gravel path. The dry high altitude air hit the back of his throat as his thoughts, which, as of late, seemed to have developed voices of their own, began to overlap in curious ways. A product of stress, he had surmised. That, or a major vitamin deficiency. Whichever the cause, Kass hadn’t the time to comprehend it. His recent usurping had caused shockwaves throughout the citadel, especially within the council (made up of mostly overweening, highly disapproving officers and chairmen). It was crucial to secure their allegiance, however, so preparations to influence them were underway. And by any means necessary. “Galgarroth is a naysayer,” he thought, no, it was a gruff voice that wasn’t his own. “Yes, he must be dealt with,” another said, harsh and agitated. The voices were oft-times intrusive in nature, but they were rarely wrong, Kass had to admit. Galgarroth had a big mouth, and his very existence created immense challenges for the Eyrie. Whilst serving under the former Lord Darigan before his demise, the two generals had never seen eye to eye, and now, the Grarrl was as critical as ever, making false claims and declaring loudly to the masses that Kass lacked the moral fibre to rule justly.

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