Lord Barrister has a nasty habit of taking whatever he wants without regard for who is hurt along the way. This includes spending the Kingdom’s taxes on frivolous baubles and blackmailing peasants into indentured servitude. Young Salleek saw this happening and wished there was something she could do… When Lord Barrister sent his workers into her forest for lumber and game, she could hold back no longer.
She gathered every forest creature she could find and confronted the lumberjacks. They were all just peasants and none of them wanted any trouble. There were two mechanical wood choppers and all of the peasants weren’t even given axes. They were just expected to haul. They told her that many of them COULD fight, but Lord Barrister had captured all the local blacksmiths and confiscated their weapons so they couldn’t fight back. A shaman and a sorcerer were executed as examples against magic too.
Salleek was astounded that one man could be so horrible to his fellows, and his prejudice against magic users was based in stupidity and fear. Step one would be to arm the peasants so they could help in the fight. Step two would be to take out his guard. Step three would be to free anyone held in the compound. Step four was to make sure Lord Barrister couldn’t do anything like this again.
She led the charge up to the rear of the estate. They broke in through the windows and doors, and they raided the guards quarters and the storeroom. Salleek held the guards in check with magical attacks as the peasants freed their kin. Two steps done, but she didn’t want to kill the guards if it could be helped… “You don’t have to take orders from this evil man! We can be rid of him tonight, and everyone would be free!” One of the guards was advancing on her steadily. As he lunged at her, she struck with her talons. Instead of flesh though, her claws found metal. All at once, the guard converged and pounced on her.
“A while ago I realized that every person just seeks their own best interests,” Lord Barrister said swaggering into the room. “In order to protect my own interests, I would have to cut out other people. So, I applaud you for fighting for whatever petty thing you found so important today, but I will have my way in the end. Now, let’s get her to the dunge—” Salleek hurled a ball of acid right at Barrister’s face. The broach on his chest glowed blue and a sparkling shield appeared to catch the acid. The gem on the broach cracks and turns black. “Gag her! Oh, foul creature! That charm was expensive and it’s been wasted on a weakling! I will take great pleasure removing another undeserving mage from the world.”
Bound and gagged, Salleek was carried down to the dungeon by the warforged soldiers. These men made of metal made no sense. Don’t they have souls? Can’t they see that they’re hurting innocents at the order of an evil evil man? They shackled her to the walls, and then silence fell. The dungeon seemed empty otherwise, so the liberated lumberjacks must have succeeded. When Barrister found out, he ordered her talons filed, and he wings broken. He was going to kill her… Slowly. Suddenly, the doors burst open, and the newly armed men and women stormed back in. They wouldn’t have their freedom if it weren’t for this harpy. They smashed bots left and right as Barrister ran for cover. The carried Salleek out, and nursed her back to health. She became a hero in the eyes of the community, and they declared a day of celebration in her honor. Barrister slunk back into the shadows scheming to regain his power hold, but this day the meek had conquered evil. Salleek not longer felt like an outcast of civilization. She realized that helping people discover their own strength and fighting the evil forces in the world was hard work… But totally worth it.