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<blockquote data-quote="WizarDru" data-source="post: 5468598" data-attributes="member: 151">During the third campaign against the Septimond kobolds of the Dryscar Gorges, Zacris found himself stale-mated.&nbsp; The Empire desired control of the Gorges for their vast salt mines.&nbsp; Zacris had attempted to send me in to take the mines by force, but the twisting nature of the gorges themselves favored the Septimond's guerilla fighters and their tactics.&nbsp; The gorges were lined with tunnels leading in and out of the mines and were heavily protected by many vicious and lethal traps.For three months, Zacris unsuccessfully attempted to capture the Dryscar and enslave the Septimond for its labor.&nbsp; But the kobolds proved shockingly resourceful and incredibly independent minded.&nbsp; The kobolds assumed that Zacris would eventually capitulate, especially with more pressing battles soon to come from the South.&nbsp; Had they been fighting anyone but The Third Inquisitor, this might have been true.&nbsp; So when Zacris summoned some emmisaries from the Septimond for a negotiation, hopes ran high that a peace could be obtained.The Septimond were no fools, however.&nbsp; They brought a substantial force to back up their emissaries, scattered and hidden throughout the nearby caves.&nbsp; Disappointed when Zacris asked if they were willing to bend the knee and surrender to the Empire, the leader of the Septimond spoke: &quot;we will never yield to you, totem man.&nbsp; You cannot remove us from our warrens and you cannot remove our salt without our help.&quot;&nbsp; Zacris regarded them with little concern as somewhere overhead, thunder beckoned, echoing his words.&nbsp; &quot;You are wrong, salt dog.&nbsp; I gave you one final chance.&nbsp; So be it.&nbsp; Tell me, salt dog....what is the other primary method of harvesting salt?&quot;&nbsp; Again, the thunder.&nbsp; The clearly confused&nbsp; kobold king regarded Zacris cautiously, &quot;It...it can be refined from the water of the sea, of course.&nbsp; What does that matter?&nbsp; We are a thousand leagues from the ocean.&quot;Zacris regarded him with nary a trace of emotion.&nbsp; &quot;Not Any Longer.&quot;&nbsp; The thunder was, in fact, the footfalls of titans.&nbsp; Three of theme came, dragging immense hoses behind them.&nbsp; They surrounded the gorges in a matter of strides while the Septimond watched, helplessly.&nbsp; &quot;Did you think you could stand against the might of the Empire?&nbsp; You are not the first.&nbsp; Nor will you be the last to die for your folly.&quot;&nbsp; He snapped his fingers and spoke a word heard at three different locations far from the Gorges.&nbsp; &quot;BEGIN.&quot;&nbsp; In the location of what we now refer to as the Dryscar Sea, Zacris filled the gorges.&nbsp; Filled them with water that filled each mine, drowned each worker and created a new salt-water lake that survives to this day.&nbsp; It is widely believed that the Septimond's treasures lie deep below and some believe that an underground colony survives to this day, in secret.&nbsp; The only thing that the fall of the Septimond did not produce was workers for the Dryscar, which was unfortunate for the neighboring Telumond nomads.But that is a story for another day.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="WizarDru, post: 5468598, member: 151"] During the third campaign against the Septimond kobolds of the Dryscar Gorges, Zacris found himself stale-mated. The Empire desired control of the Gorges for their vast salt mines. Zacris had attempted to send me in to take the mines by force, but the twisting nature of the gorges themselves favored the Septimond's guerilla fighters and their tactics. The gorges were lined with tunnels leading in and out of the mines and were heavily protected by many vicious and lethal traps. For three months, Zacris unsuccessfully attempted to capture the Dryscar and enslave the Septimond for its labor. But the kobolds proved shockingly resourceful and incredibly independent minded. The kobolds assumed that Zacris would eventually capitulate, especially with more pressing battles soon to come from the South. Had they been fighting anyone but The Third Inquisitor, this might have been true. So when Zacris summoned some emmisaries from the Septimond for a negotiation, hopes ran high that a peace could be obtained. The Septimond were no fools, however. They brought a substantial force to back up their emissaries, scattered and hidden throughout the nearby caves. Disappointed when Zacris asked if they were willing to bend the knee and surrender to the Empire, the leader of the Septimond spoke: "[i]we will never yield to you, totem man. You cannot remove us from our warrens and you cannot remove our salt without our help.[/i]" Zacris regarded them with little concern as somewhere overhead, thunder beckoned, echoing his words. "[i]You are wrong, salt dog. I gave you one final chance. So be it. Tell me, salt dog....what is the other primary method of harvesting salt?[/i]" Again, the thunder. The clearly confused kobold king regarded Zacris cautiously, "[i]It...it can be refined from the water of the sea, of course. What does that matter? We are a thousand leagues from the ocean.[/i]" Zacris regarded him with nary a trace of emotion. "[i][b]Not Any Longer.[/b][/i][b][/b]" The thunder was, in fact, the footfalls of titans. Three of theme came, dragging immense hoses behind them. They surrounded the gorges in a matter of strides while the Septimond watched, helplessly. "[i]Did you think you could stand against the might of the Empire? You are not the first. Nor will you be the last to die for your folly.[/i]" He snapped his fingers and spoke a word heard at three different locations far from the Gorges. "[i]BEGIN.[/i]" In the location of what we now refer to as the Dryscar Sea, Zacris filled the gorges. Filled them with water that filled each mine, drowned each worker and created a new salt-water lake that survives to this day. It is widely believed that the Septimond's treasures lie deep below and some believe that an underground colony survives to this day, in secret. The only thing that the fall of the Septimond did not produce was workers for the Dryscar, which was unfortunate for the neighboring Telumond nomads. But that is a story for another day. [/QUOTE]

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