“What’s takin’ ya so long ya old Bastard?” A voice bellowed from inside
“There’s not enough! I ain’t losin’ another finger to that crazy Emperor.”
“The ■■■■ you mean there ain’t enough? We planted as much as we always have, either way, you’ll lose your hands if you don’t show at all, and I ain’t gettin’ dragged into this shit. Now, off you go before them army folk wander down these ends.”
---1 Week later, in the Capital of Keldugnir.---
“Now, you’ve been a trusted Keldugnir farmer for years now correct?”
“Aye, Emperor. I-Is something the issue with my delivery?” The Farmer queried, wiping his brow.
“Ah yes, I’m glad you brought that up! However, I’m not so glad about your delivery.” In an instant, the Emperor’s tone changed. “There’s Not Enough. This is an issue. Tell me, why do you aim to destroy the Keldugnirian Empire? Why do you hate your fellow citizens?”
“W-What? Emperor please I would neve-”
“And now you call your beloved Emperor a LIAR? Guards! Hang him, and send 2 scientists along with an escort to this man’s farm.”
“Right away Emperor.”
---Another week later, in the western Keldugnirian farmlands.---
“M’Lords! Thank goodness you’ve come, the crops have all died and the new seeds will not grow!”
“Goodness! What did you do?”
“Nothin’, I swear on me husbands life! I came out 4 days ago and the fields were filled with dead crops, all covered in blue spots, and no seeds ‘ave been out since, this be the death of us I tell ya.”
“Alright calm the ■■■■ down Lady, we’ll take some samples to those smart folk in the Capital, they’ll have this figured out in no time.”
The Scientists and their escort ride through the country as swiftly as possible, making it back in 3 days, even after having to divert through the Empire’s southern and eastern farmlands, avoiding bandit outposts on the route to the Capital.
“Well this isn’t good?” the alchemists proclaimed, their eyes glued to the infection on the crops. “You said you went the long way too right?.. Through all the farmland?”
“Aye, should we not have?” One of the scientists asked worryingly.
One of the alchemists looked up at the scientists, “YOU FUCKING IDIOTS! YOU CALL YOURSELVES SCIENTISTS?! HOW DID YOU DECIDE THAT BRINGING DISEASED CROPS THROUGH THE REST OF THE EMPIRE’S FARMLAND WAS A GOOD IDEA?! YOU’VE FUCKING DOOMED US ALL!”
---3 months later, in the Keldugnirian Capital.---
“BLOCK THE GATES! DON’T LET THEM IN” The Garrison Captain commanded
“Food for the peasants! Condemn the spoiled rich!”
“Silence! We shall each share equally what we have left of our reserves, lower your weapons Citizens, we will receive help from Lexindon soon!”
“WE SHALL NOT, we do not need the assistance of weak souled democracies senior advisor, how dare you doubt the strength of our Empire!”
“I see, I’m sorry for doubting your abilities, your greatness.”
“Yes, you will be.”
---2 Months later, in the Emperor’s private dock.---
“You’re sure no one will see us leave?” the Emperor queried, disgraced by his actions.
“As sure as ever Emperor, we’ll be back discreetly within Ebongrad in weeks.”
“Good, let’s go.”
---5 Weeks later, on the shores of Ebongrad.---
“So comes the end of a Chapter.” The broken Prince muttered, hidden in his dark cloak, “At-least I’m safe I suppose.”