"Good morning, Gracious sir."
"Who are you and what do you want of me?"
"I am Psy Cholog from the Ist Society."
"Ist Society?"
"We evaluate and mediate when there is a problem with the functioning of an employee."
"So?"
"Please don't blame me, but we received a complaint about your work ethics."
"My work ethics? Who made this complaint?"
"We are not allowed to disclose this information."
"Tell me who complained about me or die!"
"There are severe repercussions if we would disclose the information."
"I will show you severe repercussions, if you do not tell me!"
"You must understand, good sir, that there are worse fates than being killed. You understand, don't you?"
"Did the Boss complain about me?"
"I can not confirm or deny whether it was your Boss that made the complaint. But you know him. Going against his orders will be painful to say the least."
"OK, what do you want?"
"Just have a short talk with you."
"Just talking?"
"Yes."
"OK."
"Lets start. Recently you seem to find no joy in executing your given task, can you tell me why?"
"When i go near a village the people do avoid me, but they don't scatter in fear."
"And that is a problem why?"
"They should fear me. When i arrive their hearts and minds should freeze in terror. I really want to kill the lot of them and crush their little homes, just to instill fear and terror in the survivors."
"Then why don't you?"
"Because of the orders of the Boss. Something about diminishing base components which would adversely influence the effectiveness of his life's work."
"Ah, i see. So you are currently stressed out because of the limitations that are placed on your job execution. What do you believe would relieve you from this stress?"
"If i could go on a rampage, destroying a few things, i would feel better."
"OK, let me think about this a little bit.
Hmmm.
OK, i think i have a solution. You know the ruined city of Farfr Omhere?"
"Farfr Omhere? Is that not on the other side of the great rift?"
"That is the one i mean. If you go there you can destroy anything that is still standing, and your Boss won't have any problems with you destroying any base components."
"But that is many days of travel from here to the southwest."
"I believe you have sufficient holiday days saved up to afford this."
"But the Boss told me to stay in this area."
"I will discuss this with him when i will see him next. We can't have any further complains about your work, can we?"
"You are going to him now?"
"A soon as we are done here, i will be leaving for his residence. I will take full responsibility."
"OK, if you take full responsibility then it might be for the best. And i would enjoy pulverizing a few things."
After Vetrar leaves in a southwestern direction, the hero sets out for the Sorcerer King's lair. Contently he mumbles to himself "That's one. Now, how to deal with Aegethon?".
Moral of these stories:
You don't need might or magic to defeat a Sorcerer King, just a smooth tongue and a con-man's attitude; and a hidden sword to stab people in the back.
After the lessons learned from this no Sorcerer King should ever want to be "We are your friend" with anyone anymore.
