Well, Sparky. Your comments on the oath gave me inspiration. So I set aside my plans for Ehrero Khan, and came up with this, the story of my epic character, her relation to the Khan, and the oath with the dwarves. I'll try and stat her and my PC up tonight.
Natalia, The Goblin Queen: Half-Elven Warlock/Divine Oracle/Something
Gutwick, Goblin Rogue (Multiclass: Paladin of the Goblin Queen)
[Sblock=The Goblin Queen]The people of my village were fools and cowards. They always found reason to hate me, no matter what I did for them. They muttered curses against my mixed blood when I was a child, and then when the power found me they were terrified of the spirits and fey. Couldn’t they see that the power was mine to control? They whispered their fears to each other, conspired behind my back, and then they had the temerity to tell me to leave. They were nothing in the face of the powers that I could call forth from beyond the veil. I would have shared my power with them, brought them glory, but the weak-minded fear the unknown. I should have destroyed them for their arrogance, but I let them languish in their ignorant little lives. I took to wandering, gaining more and more power as I gained deeper knowledge of the secrets before me.
It was during my wanderings that I found the goblins. They were pathetic then, wallowing in their misery. They struggled to survive while all other races worked against them. They truly were pitiful, and indeed I did pity them. They, too, were afraid of my powers. But unlike the fears of the humans, this was not the weak-willed fear of the unknown. This was a healthy fear brought on by full understanding. They feared me because I could destroy them, and with that fear came respect. I had found a people who would value what I could give them. They had nothing, and I gave them everything. I gave them civilization, I gave them knowledge, and I gave them power. I gave them a queen.
As the Goblin Queen I ruled the small tribe that I had found, and in time, I came to unite more tribes under my banner. My powers aided in the conquest, but even more so my presence gave the Goblins strength, a cause, a faith that they had lacked. No longer were they the least among people, they were my people, and I brought them greatness.
My powers grew as did that of my newfound people. I could see the strands of fate twisting ahead of me, and I shaped them to my liking. It was among the strands that I first found myself gazing upon Ehrero, he who would be Khan. He was an outcast from his people, much like me, and I could see the power that dwelt within him, waiting for release. If I had been stronger, had understood my powers more deeply then, perhaps I would have chosen differently. As it was, I could see his rise to glory; I could see all other peoples driven before his power. If the goblins stood against him, they would fall, returning to the state where I had found them. Best to stand beside such a power, rather than fall in his wake. I went to Ehrero then, and shared with him my vision of his future. I foretold his destiny as the Conqueror, king above all, Ehrero Khan. I showed him the path he must take to unlock his true potential, and I pledged him the service of my people.
The goblins were merely the first to flock to Ehrero’s banner. In time there came many that joined his horde, those that saw the wisdom in being conquerors instead of conquered. But my people were the first, and woe to those who spoke ill of the goblins. Ehrero Khan could not be stopped, his powers were endless and he crushed all those who opposed him. My people fought along side him and brought ruin upon the world. It was only after the shattering of the Egg that the mists cleared once more and I began to truly understand the future that I had helped to shape. Ehrero would not be content with ruling the world; destruction was all that fueled him now. And in the end his wrath would be terrible. In time he would turn upon those most loyal; my powers would not be enough to save the goblins. Worse still, I foresaw no mere fall from grace, but a total destruction. The goblin race would not survive his fury. I had to act to save my people. I was their queen, it was my duty.
I looked into the strands of fate for an answer, and found the refugees that sought to escape Ehrero’s conquest, a band of survivors, dwarves, humans and the dragonfolk. A pitifully small remnant, they sought to escape to some far off sanctuary. And I could see the diverging paths that lay before them. Even then the new Khan scoured the lands looking for the last survivors. He would find them, and he would destroy them . . . unless he was distracted from his task.
I went to them, then, and spoke to the dwarves. And I struck a bargain, the only path I could see open. They swore an oath to take with them some of my people to their safe hold, the women, the children, enough to sustain, enough to survive. In exchange, I would protect them from Ehrero’s search. I had to. To ensure the survival of my people, I would do anything.
I returned to the Khan then. I attempted to dissuade him from his search, but he would not stop. The more adamant I became, the more suspicious he grew. If I could not delay his search, the survivors would be found and destroyed along with the last hope of the goblins. And so I gathered my powers to me and struck at him with all of my might. He stood unscathed and his eyes were empty as he turned his gaze upon me. But even as he killed me, I stared once more into the future, and I could see that I had succeeded. Ehrero would spend his time rooting out treachery in his ranks, and grow distracted from his search. The survivors would escape to their hidden city, and my goblins with them. I followed the strands of fate as long as I could before the darkness took me.[/sblock]