Trump returns to Tunon's court to a much colder than expected reception.
You have made quite a name for yourself, Fatebinder. Stories of your deeds have spread throughout the Tiers and all of them have reached this court. Some actions have consequences. We will see what your actions have wrought.
Trump's undefeated in kangaroo court, so let's get it on.
I expected as much. Bring on your charges.
Yes, Your Honor.
You are on trial for transgressing on the Overlord's authority -- breaking the laws of the Empire, bringing mayhem to an otherwise orderly conquest, and meddling in concerns that fell beyond your station. Our directive to bring Kyros' Peace to the Tiers has suffered, and you will answer for the part you played.
Fatebinder Calio chimes in.
This ought to be good.
I first call your travel companions to speak on your behalf as witnesses to your character, or accomplices to your crimes. Who will speak on behalf of the Fatebinder?
Barik is up first.
I've been treated with fairness and respect... as fine as anything the legion ever gave me. The Fatebinder trusts my counsel. I've never seen a finer, more upstanding member of the Court.
For a guy whose job it is to get the shit beaten out of him every day on our behalf, that's a pretty glowing recommendation.
Eb is next. If she wants revenge for being made our slave, this is the best opportunity she'll ever get.
I wouldn't want to malign the Archon with careless words, so I'll keep this brief. I long assumed I'd die in some blaze of glory against the armies of the Overlord, but now I've accepted your Court as my master. And my stubborn opinion is not easily swayed.
Love is one way to gain someone's devotion. Threatening to throw them off of a very tall building is another.
Finally, Lantry gives his statement.
I have had the honor and privilege of shadowing the Archon -- a dream come true for someone so eager to witness history in the unfolding. I can say with conviction, I am following greatness. And if required, I could produce my travelogue to back my claims. I have noted the good with the bad, and I think you'll find the Archon has been a force of order and balance -- exactly what you should want from a Fatebinder.
You're not so bad yourself, you old queen.
Tunon quickly keeps the proceedings moving.
I don't think Tunon gives a shit whether we're pro-life.
Kyros didn't intend for the Edict to last forever.
No indeed, but there were conditions to be met, and you cheated them. You subverted the Overlord's will to suit your design. That cannot be tolerated.
Cheated is probably a stronger word than I would use, but he has a point.
We have a pretty decent angle here.
Does Archon's Privilege not grant an Archon the right to administrate their domain as they see fit? Do not my Spires rise from the Oldwalls? Do not my senses flow through them?
Tunon pauses in consideration.
An interesting premise, albeit one that assumes a great deal about your station and the Spires.
Sounds like he bought it.
4D chess.
I recognized the Archonn' corruption from the start. It was only a matter of time before they turned on each other, and I was prepared for that eventuality.
If you anticipated a failure on this scale, you should have informed me -- or else worked to avoid it rather than pit combatants against each other.
We tried to warn you, bro. Don't blame us -- blame whoever designed this retarded campaign.
With that, it's time for closing arguments.
Let's make sure everyone knows how bad ass we are.
The years have shown me that war and conflict can change the face of the Tiers. I am the hammer that pounds ore into a workable shape.
I see the conquest has left its mark. Thank you for your testimony, Fatebinder. I believe I have enough to make a ruling.
Here we go.
After weighing the charges, this court finds you...
Trump slowly eases his hand back to grip his warhammer, ready to strike as soon as the verdict hits.
YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE, MOTHERFU---!
...... wait, did he say innocent?
I was prepared for the verdict to go either way, but Tunon going full MAGA is not an outcome that I would've ever predicted.
I accept. Together, we will rewrite law and lay the groundwork for a new empire.
My gavel, and my justice, are yours. I will execute your laws as you draft them, show mercy as you see fit, and bring to ruin all who would reject you.
Welcome to the resistance, buddy.
Just then, a shadowy figure appears.
It's Bleden Mark. Something tells me he's not here to join in on the fun.
This "kid" shit has gone on long enough.
I'm not some kid. I'm an Archon now. You do understand who you're messing with, right?
I don't know pal, sure feels like you have a grudge. But if he wants to make a smart choice and let the issue drop, there's always room for one more on the MAGA Express.
I can tell you've been waiting for this. And SHE told you this personally, did she?
Tunon offers his two cents.
Let's see if this joker is as tough as he's made out to be.
Mark is a pretty tough out. Similar to Nerat, he summons minions to help even the odds, and can also disappear in a puff of smoke and teleport to break engagement.
Nonetheless, Trump and company are too powerful in the end, and Mark ends up on the scrap heap alongside the rest of the haters and losers.
Tunon's ready to swear an oath to Trump and make things official.
The time has come to take up the gavel and usher in a new age of structure and law to the Tiers.
He gathers the Court and its attendants to witness.
Your loyalty and confidence are appreciated.
As the ruling Archon of the Tiers, I submit to your authority, and thank you for bringing order out of chaos.
Let your justice know no mercy but that which you impose. Civilization itself will bend according to your design. Never forget this.
Trump likes the sound of that.
The retainers disperse, but Tunon has another piece of business to discuss.
So the Overlord xirself wants a shot at the title also, eh? We'll have to oblige.
Tunon recommends we return to the Mountain Spire, where we can send a message to Kyros and the encroaching army.
After returning to base, Trump is poised to make our next (and perhaps final) move.
Do we report the success of our conquest to Kyros as a loyal servant?
Or do we fire off another Edict, obliterate the oncoming army, and proudly proclaim that there's a new sheriff in town?
You decide!