indeed he considered himself a foremost authority on all matters pertaining to beer. Beer and its production was also a vital grease to the economy. In a world where beer was safer to drink than the water, it was a matter of importance that beer was both plentiful and cheap so that the average working man could turn up to work half cut. Better a slightly drunk worker than a dead one.
“Explain,” said Penbury as Chidwick hovered.
Chidwick laid out what had come to his attention. There was a new force in brewing it seemed; one that had managed to corner the vast majority of the Western Reaches beer production. It was obvious to the Chancellor that this person, whoever he was, was both skilful and yet stupid. They obviously did not understand that such activity would not go unnoticed.
“Very good, Chidwick. Excellent work. You were right to bring this to me. I want you to go and pay this brewer a visit. Wrap up his operation and bring him here. Do you know where he is based?”
“Bindelburg, sir.”
“The Brothers of Divine Brewing?” asked Penbury. They had been purveyors of the finest beers for centuries once all the time they had spent in praying had been freed up through drunkenness. “Curious. Nevertheless. Go Chidwick. Settle this matter quickly. We can’t have anyone messing around with beer.”
Chapter 8 First Lesson – Preparations
Suffer no fools. Rather make fools suffer.
The Dark Lord’s Handbook
With all matters for the day taken care of, Morden settled himself with a mug of tea, a plate of squashed fly biscuits and the Dark Lord’s Handbook. He hadn’t had a chance to read any of it so far as once back at the school he was quickly snowed under with his empire of organised crime, the majority of which revolved around extortion and selling beer. All thought of being a Dark Lord had gone when faced with the reality of running a business.
But now that he found himself with an hour clear he thought he at least ought to read the Handbook, seeing as he was in it after all.
He dunked a biscuit and took a swig of tea. Now where did a Dark Lord start on his path to becoming a tyrant? He turned the cover to a blank page. Just as he thought that maybe there had been a mistake and that he was not going to be a Dark Lord at all, spidery writing started to skitter across the page.
A Dark Lord Rising
I hope you are settled, Morden?
There it goes again, thought Morden. How does it know when I am reading?
I just do. Now settle down and listen. You have a lot of natural talent, young Morden, but becoming a Dark Lord is no easy matter. There is a lot to learn, and many things to do before you can call the world your own.
Fair enough, thought Morden. After all, it had taken him several years to put his empire in the school together. Some people seemed to think that it was all criminal genius but in fact he had worked hard to get to where he was today. He had no problem with that at all. He hated slackers and led by example when it came to putting the hours in.
Good. It’s not going to be all rape and pillage but a lot of hard work. So let’s get started at the beginning shall we?
A Dark Lord does not just appear, He Rises. This is the first and perhaps most crucial step a Dark Lord must take. But beware! Rising is not a simple thing. Many things can go wrong. You are not a Dark Lord quite yet and you will not have assumed your full power, and therefore you are fallible (never admit this in company though).
Rise? thought Morden. That makes no sense. He wasn’t a yeast based product. What on earth was it going on about?
Patience Morden. Let me explain.
Think of Rising as a game where you get to choose your position and lay out all your pieces before you engage your opponent in the game itself. To Lay Waste a world and have Dominion over it takes some effort. Power and resources must be gathered. This is what you will be doing while you are Rising.
It is inescapable fact that a Dark
“Explain,” said Penbury as Chidwick hovered.
Chidwick laid out what had come to his attention. There was a new force in brewing it seemed; one that had managed to corner the vast majority of the Western Reaches beer production. It was obvious to the Chancellor that this person, whoever he was, was both skilful and yet stupid. They obviously did not understand that such activity would not go unnoticed.
“Very good, Chidwick. Excellent work. You were right to bring this to me. I want you to go and pay this brewer a visit. Wrap up his operation and bring him here. Do you know where he is based?”
“Bindelburg, sir.”
“The Brothers of Divine Brewing?” asked Penbury. They had been purveyors of the finest beers for centuries once all the time they had spent in praying had been freed up through drunkenness. “Curious. Nevertheless. Go Chidwick. Settle this matter quickly. We can’t have anyone messing around with beer.”
Chapter 8 First Lesson – Preparations
Suffer no fools. Rather make fools suffer.
The Dark Lord’s Handbook
With all matters for the day taken care of, Morden settled himself with a mug of tea, a plate of squashed fly biscuits and the Dark Lord’s Handbook. He hadn’t had a chance to read any of it so far as once back at the school he was quickly snowed under with his empire of organised crime, the majority of which revolved around extortion and selling beer. All thought of being a Dark Lord had gone when faced with the reality of running a business.
But now that he found himself with an hour clear he thought he at least ought to read the Handbook, seeing as he was in it after all.
He dunked a biscuit and took a swig of tea. Now where did a Dark Lord start on his path to becoming a tyrant? He turned the cover to a blank page. Just as he thought that maybe there had been a mistake and that he was not going to be a Dark Lord at all, spidery writing started to skitter across the page.
A Dark Lord Rising
I hope you are settled, Morden?
There it goes again, thought Morden. How does it know when I am reading?
I just do. Now settle down and listen. You have a lot of natural talent, young Morden, but becoming a Dark Lord is no easy matter. There is a lot to learn, and many things to do before you can call the world your own.
Fair enough, thought Morden. After all, it had taken him several years to put his empire in the school together. Some people seemed to think that it was all criminal genius but in fact he had worked hard to get to where he was today. He had no problem with that at all. He hated slackers and led by example when it came to putting the hours in.
Good. It’s not going to be all rape and pillage but a lot of hard work. So let’s get started at the beginning shall we?
A Dark Lord does not just appear, He Rises. This is the first and perhaps most crucial step a Dark Lord must take. But beware! Rising is not a simple thing. Many things can go wrong. You are not a Dark Lord quite yet and you will not have assumed your full power, and therefore you are fallible (never admit this in company though).
Rise? thought Morden. That makes no sense. He wasn’t a yeast based product. What on earth was it going on about?
Patience Morden. Let me explain.
Think of Rising as a game where you get to choose your position and lay out all your pieces before you engage your opponent in the game itself. To Lay Waste a world and have Dominion over it takes some effort. Power and resources must be gathered. This is what you will be doing while you are Rising.
It is inescapable fact that a Dark
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