Being in a dungeon for three days with people like Ripred gives you plenty of time to start hating them, as so happened to me. To pass the time I do a few force tricks. Such as rubbing molecules in the air together to create a glowing ball of plasma, in other words a mini-star of sorts. I decided to try to create a true star by getting fusion to start-up in the core of the plasma ball. The result is that it works but apparently I did a little too well because shortly after the whole damn thing went supernova. The force-shield I had up to protect against the radiation of the star I made strained against the force of the supernova, which is so bright that it can be seen even with our eyes closed.
"Impressive," comments Ripred once the nova dissipated.
"That was an accident," I reply back.
"An impressive accident." the rat mumbles back.
Just then the door opens and an underlander runs in and says, "General Byford! Queen Luxa has been captured and we found a scroll that says that in the case of her capture or death to instate you as the new leader of Regalia. Here you can read it yourself." She hands me a scroll. Written on it is:
This is my attempt at a will. In the case of my capture or death the city is to be given over to Zachary Byford. I believe he is to be a great king. All else is to be given to hazard only in the case of my death.
-Luxa