Part CX: Civil War
Date: Kapton 15th, 114 A.U.
“Today marks a new day for the race of the goblins! As the media leaks earlier this morning have revealed, your high priest has refused to listen to common sense and join with me! Jaine has utterly refused to work together with me and has declared his own war against me to instate himself as head!” Freglak roared. “And so we must stand together now, my fellow goblins. It’s us against them! We who would destroy the elves who have for so long remained a blot upon our fair land are now being attacked by our own priests who refuse to help me against the elves! If they are not against the elves, then they are indeed for the elves! Warriors of the goblins, unite! Too long have we lain under the foot of the merciless High Priest! Jaine must give up his position to another and they must not be allowed to stop our victory over the elves!”
Kapton 16th, 114 A.U.
“The Mothertree has spoken,” High Priest Jaine said solemnly. “The victory that your Lord promises is built on vanities. Your troops have been defeated again and again because you have forsaken the Old Weapons and your belief in the Mothertree. You have seen the Mothertree’s power. You have seen what it can do. The time has now come for us to slay those heretics who denounce her power and her voice. I am the Prophet of the Mothertree! Lord Freglak shall be lord no longer but will be dethroned. It is time for a true prophet and a true priest to take the kingship of the Great Forest. The Mothertree will save us from the elves. But first we must wage war with the heretics.
Kapton 17th, 114 A.U.
The first gun shot of war erupted in the early morning when a group of Lord Freglak’s warriors stormed the headquarters of the Great Forest Network, the 2nd Largest news station among the goblins, and the one that supported High Priest Jaine. The equipment was destroyed, and the bloody bodies of the most ardent critics of Lord Freglak were discovered. The attack was passed off as a group of rebels who had nothing to do with Lord Freglak, but within a few hours, the truth was discovered. The survivors of the news station, taking security with High Priest Jaine, soon got the equipment to broadcast their news from behind the protection of the priests, calling all goblins to arms against Lord Freglak.
War had begun.
Kapton 19th, 114 A.U.
“The priests’ defenses are too strong,” Major Erklen replied. “Most of our warriors are scared to death of the Mothertree and won’t go anywhere near her.”
Freglak leaned over the map which detailed the defenses already put up in the city, as the Mothertree and his Capitol had become the two meeting places of the two new factions that were setting themselves up both in this city, and across the rest of the Great Forest. He had recalled Major Erklen from the line of battle against the elves in order to put down this rebellion.
“Bah. Blast the Mothertree,” Freglak snarled. “Just annihilate it and send the troops in.”
“You know we can’t do that,” Erklen reminded Freglak. “There are too many of our warriors that still believe in the Mothertree but just think that we need a different High Priest than Jaine. If we destroy the Mothertree, we’ll be facing huge desertions.”
“The Mothertree is their god,” Freglak pointed out. “Kill their god, and the rest of their religion will collapse. Once we show that she is not the all-powerful deity they claim she is, the rebellion will end.”
“If we can destroy it.”
“It’s a tree, Erklen!” Freglak snapped. “How could it escape a mass bombing?”
“Do you want to know the answer to that question, my lord?”
Four hours later, the first real battle of the civil war began in the trees of the city. Three squadrons of goblins sallied out from the vicinity of the Mothertree under the direction of the priests in order to break the blockade forming around the Mothertree. The blockade was broken and the defenders wiped out, but few of the attackers survived to tell the tale to the High Priest. Although they wielded the Old Weapons, the guns and ammunition on Freglak’s side and shot many of them down before they could come close. And although once they got close enough, Freglak’s troops were utterly decimated, too many had died in the charge to get there. The casualties had stacked up so great that they could not afford to do so again.
“Freglak thinks that he has bested us,” High Priest Jaine murmured as he stood atop the Mothertree looking at the city around them, smoke rising from the trees where fire was raging, as skirmishes were sparked all around the city between those fighting for Freglak and those fighting for the Mothertree.
“Our casualties this day have been great,” the priest standing next to him said. “If we are to attack him again, we must have a better plan.”
“The Mothertree will provide our needs,” Jaine replied smoothly. “Let Freglak think that he has won the battle this day. We will merely laugh at him when the tables are turned on the morrow. I have spoken with the Mothertree today and she has revealed much. Freglak has already lost another crucial battle to the elves on the warfront today, although Freglak has yet to hear about it. The Elder Dragon has broken loose once more. The troops of war are gathering. And the Elder Dragon will be our key to victory.”
Date: Kapton 15th, 114 A.U.
“Today marks a new day for the race of the goblins! As the media leaks earlier this morning have revealed, your high priest has refused to listen to common sense and join with me! Jaine has utterly refused to work together with me and has declared his own war against me to instate himself as head!” Freglak roared. “And so we must stand together now, my fellow goblins. It’s us against them! We who would destroy the elves who have for so long remained a blot upon our fair land are now being attacked by our own priests who refuse to help me against the elves! If they are not against the elves, then they are indeed for the elves! Warriors of the goblins, unite! Too long have we lain under the foot of the merciless High Priest! Jaine must give up his position to another and they must not be allowed to stop our victory over the elves!”
Kapton 16th, 114 A.U.
“The Mothertree has spoken,” High Priest Jaine said solemnly. “The victory that your Lord promises is built on vanities. Your troops have been defeated again and again because you have forsaken the Old Weapons and your belief in the Mothertree. You have seen the Mothertree’s power. You have seen what it can do. The time has now come for us to slay those heretics who denounce her power and her voice. I am the Prophet of the Mothertree! Lord Freglak shall be lord no longer but will be dethroned. It is time for a true prophet and a true priest to take the kingship of the Great Forest. The Mothertree will save us from the elves. But first we must wage war with the heretics.
Kapton 17th, 114 A.U.
The first gun shot of war erupted in the early morning when a group of Lord Freglak’s warriors stormed the headquarters of the Great Forest Network, the 2nd Largest news station among the goblins, and the one that supported High Priest Jaine. The equipment was destroyed, and the bloody bodies of the most ardent critics of Lord Freglak were discovered. The attack was passed off as a group of rebels who had nothing to do with Lord Freglak, but within a few hours, the truth was discovered. The survivors of the news station, taking security with High Priest Jaine, soon got the equipment to broadcast their news from behind the protection of the priests, calling all goblins to arms against Lord Freglak.
War had begun.
Kapton 19th, 114 A.U.
“The priests’ defenses are too strong,” Major Erklen replied. “Most of our warriors are scared to death of the Mothertree and won’t go anywhere near her.”
Freglak leaned over the map which detailed the defenses already put up in the city, as the Mothertree and his Capitol had become the two meeting places of the two new factions that were setting themselves up both in this city, and across the rest of the Great Forest. He had recalled Major Erklen from the line of battle against the elves in order to put down this rebellion.
“Bah. Blast the Mothertree,” Freglak snarled. “Just annihilate it and send the troops in.”
“You know we can’t do that,” Erklen reminded Freglak. “There are too many of our warriors that still believe in the Mothertree but just think that we need a different High Priest than Jaine. If we destroy the Mothertree, we’ll be facing huge desertions.”
“The Mothertree is their god,” Freglak pointed out. “Kill their god, and the rest of their religion will collapse. Once we show that she is not the all-powerful deity they claim she is, the rebellion will end.”
“If we can destroy it.”
“It’s a tree, Erklen!” Freglak snapped. “How could it escape a mass bombing?”
“Do you want to know the answer to that question, my lord?”
Four hours later, the first real battle of the civil war began in the trees of the city. Three squadrons of goblins sallied out from the vicinity of the Mothertree under the direction of the priests in order to break the blockade forming around the Mothertree. The blockade was broken and the defenders wiped out, but few of the attackers survived to tell the tale to the High Priest. Although they wielded the Old Weapons, the guns and ammunition on Freglak’s side and shot many of them down before they could come close. And although once they got close enough, Freglak’s troops were utterly decimated, too many had died in the charge to get there. The casualties had stacked up so great that they could not afford to do so again.
“Freglak thinks that he has bested us,” High Priest Jaine murmured as he stood atop the Mothertree looking at the city around them, smoke rising from the trees where fire was raging, as skirmishes were sparked all around the city between those fighting for Freglak and those fighting for the Mothertree.
“Our casualties this day have been great,” the priest standing next to him said. “If we are to attack him again, we must have a better plan.”
“The Mothertree will provide our needs,” Jaine replied smoothly. “Let Freglak think that he has won the battle this day. We will merely laugh at him when the tables are turned on the morrow. I have spoken with the Mothertree today and she has revealed much. Freglak has already lost another crucial battle to the elves on the warfront today, although Freglak has yet to hear about it. The Elder Dragon has broken loose once more. The troops of war are gathering. And the Elder Dragon will be our key to victory.”
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