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Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.116 (231)

The king sat on the stone bench in his favorite garden spot, rubbing his chin in thought while he mentally reviewed his kingdom.

His plan to dismantle the Tower of Fate was proceeding well, especially after the Queen and his harem had gotten their hands on the project. He’d known it would have happened eventually, it was an inevitability. However, he’d also hoped to have some more time before they stuck their noses into it. Their plans were rarely, if ever, subtle.

The fightin...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.115 (230)

Lady Vera Salvatore-Verena knew she should have been used to this type of pressure. She’d been to innumerable noble events, ceremonies like this included. However, none of that vast experience seemed to help her at the moment.

She wasn’t unaware of what the source of her anxiety was, she just couldn’t do anything about it.

For one thing, she had taken it upon herself to plan and coordinate everything, while not technically being the one in charge. The situation itself preclu...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.114 (229)

Archmage Mathers settled into his chair with a sigh of relief. Having spent the day traveling all over Hennings, suffering through meeting after meeting, it was nice to be able to sit down and enjoy some heavens-blessed silence. Despite having gotten around most of the paperwork his newfound position demanded, he was still swamped with work.

Their shadow war with the Tower of Fate, along with the day-to-day considerations he had to deal with were filling his days with obligations he cou...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.113 (228)

After coordinating with the household staff to get the troops situated in the guardhouse, Knight Angleton found himself standing on the balcony of his new room, thinking about how he ended up here.

Looking out over the well-maintained grounds, he saw combat rings for melee training, variable difficulty obstacle courses, recruit barracks for trainees… anything and everything he needed to forge a powerful private army. It was both eerily similar to the elite training compound he’d rec...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.112 (227)

While sitting at a desk in the newly reopened Walker Estate, Vera paused what she was doing the moment she felt Nick’s ping. Mentally checking the time, she barely managed to keep the smile off her face at the fact that he was arriving on schedule and without issue.

Opening the connection, she said, “Dear, I’m happy to see you made it back to Dorchester in one piece. Any problems during the trip?”

She could feel Nick’s affection radiating over the link as he rep...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.111 (226)

While waiting in the teleport room for the delegation from Hennings to arrive, City-Lord Cosgrave finally had enough time to get her thoughts in order. It had been a hectic past few hours, but she’d managed to get everything handled… mostly. With barely any more warning than ‘Dwarves Are Coming!’, she’d had to organize everything in a rush while having the situation summarized for her by the few people who knew what was going on.

Ambasidorial quarters had needed to be arranged...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.110 (225)

Hovering in the air while seated cross-legged and at peace, the king’s mind rapidly addressed the numerous pings waiting patiently for his attention.

Suddenly, he got an alert from one of the divisions he’d ordered to spy on Lord Walker’s budding following in Hennings. Immediately reading it, his entire mind turned its attention to what he was seeing.

It seems the young man’s fervent request for people not to follow him has resulted in exactly what he’d expected to happe...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.109 (224)

While everyone was taking their seats, Mage-adept Hana Sovros glanced at the new decorations adorning the walls of their secret meeting place.

‘Really? We have our own sigils now?’ she thought to herself in amusement.

What had once been a small, out-of-the-way, conference room had now spread across the floor like an ever-hungry beast. Three other rooms had had their walls removed to create this central meeting chamber. Six others nearby had been appropriated by the burgeoning ...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.108 (223)

After the little lord’s impromptu declaration of intent, he vanished like a father having smelled shit in his child’s nappy, leaving her to clean up the mess. And what a mess it was.

The followers of House Walker who were present when Lord Walker addressed the common room had needed to be forcibly broken up and given busy work to get them to disperse. Some had been assigned to deal with the arriving supplies from Lady Verena. Others had been sent out to relieve the perimeter guards....

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.107 (222)

Had it been anyone else demanding his presence, they would feel honored that it took him less than five minutes to arrive. But for Nero, apparently, that five minutes was more than enough for his insecurities to overwhelm him, sending him into a panic-filled tantrum.

From the moment he’d arrived, Jennings hadn’t had a chance to say a word. Instead, Nero had quite thoroughly filled the room with his ranting and raving, all the while pacing back and forth and waving his arms around li...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.106 (221)

After having a rather interesting discussion with Academian Quincy concerning Nero’s background and its likely effect on his personality, Nick retired to his room to check in with Vera.  Leaning back into his chair, he reached out to Dorchester through his communication orb and waited patiently for his wife to use her twinned communication orb to accept the connection.

When he finally felt the connection activate, he let himself get lost momentarily in the familiar feelings of hi...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.105 (220)

In the common room of House Walker’s tent, Cathleen Averett stood at the head of the table, her steady gaze sweeping across the assembled warriors seated before her. Behind her hung House Walker’s colors, the symbol of their lord watching over the proceedings as if he were there, grinning down on them himself.

Seated to her right, former Captain Angleton, now referred to as simply Knight Angleton met her stare with a confident one of his own from his seat.

On her left, Natalie...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.104 (219)

Academian Quincy stood off to the side, carefully observing as Lord Verena struggled to teach Lord Walker magic.  While both student and teacher were enthusiastic and engaged in the process, it didn’t seem to make their progress any easier.

Rubbing his chin in thought, Academian Quincy tried to analyze the situation objectively.  Unfortunately, his efforts weren’t amounting to much.

Using the connection he was maintaining through the communication orb in his pocket, ...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.103 (218)

Ambassador Ironwick stood directly in front of the teleportation room receiving area with a pronounced frown on his face. He hadn’t so much as twitched since he’d arrived. If it weren’t for the slow, grumbling sound of his breath, which inexplicably carried throughout the room, he could easily be confused with a dwarf-shaped statue made in his likeness.

The Hennings teleportation team monitoring the equipment didn’t dare breathe a word, already having been informed of the ambass...

Aug ‘24 Situation Report

Hey you beautiful people. How's your month going? Feel free to reply to the screen or post a comment as a response...

I'm either happy, sad, or other... but regardless, I'm sure tomorrow is another day.

Anyways, it's that time again for a situation report on the saga of Nero Walker and this Patreon. These reports are skewing further and further into the month, but I'll try to get them back to around the middle in the future. We'll have to see how it goes.

As for this mon...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.102 (217)

Captain Angleton skillfully filled out the paperwork for his dismissal from the army, artfully stating his reasons and intentions to join Lord Walker’s growing house.

Meanwhile, he stood in front of his troops, giving them what could most likely be the final speech he would give as captain of Dorchester’s army.

“You’ve all joined the army for your own reasons. However, each of your paths has led you here, to today. Many of you were once part of the hunter squads, road crew...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.101 (216)

If it weren’t for her years of practice hiding her emotions, Mage-adept Newbanks would have been wringing her hands in anxiousness. All her available moves have been played. Now, all she could do was wait and see if it would be enough.

Glancing around the Hall of Leadership, she took stock of the councilors' dispositions.

Lord’s York and Peyton were the easiest to figure out, they merely wanted to maintain their prospective positions through the city’s upcoming troubles. The...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.100 (215)

A little more than four hours of sleep should have been enough for Nick to recover from all the recent excitement he’d found himself embroiled in.  However, instead of feeling refreshed, he found himself struggling to get out of bed.

From the moment he’d opened his eyes, memories of what he’d recently gone through assaulted him.  Scenes of death and misery acted as a backdrop to the political and social concerns interwoven through the experiences.  Even having been ...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.99 (214)

Jerry Cordswith was a nobody. He knew that. Everybody knew that.

While some people were destined for greatness, he knew he was bound to be a disappointment. Granted, he’s had some successes, but in the grand scheme of things, his lifetime of mediocre accomplishments hadn’t lived up to the hope his parents had in his talents.

Currently, he was leaning against a wall on the 32nd floor of the mage tower, watching over the penal conscripts who’d been assigned to him. Like busy l...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.98 (213)

Thoroughly unhappy with how many fires he was being forced to put out, Jennings clenched his teeth in anger and narrowed his eyes at what he was seeing.

His attention was being split between a conversation being routed through the local mage tower to Hennings’ mage council, his observation of the conversation going on between Nero’s adherents and potential followers, the discussion between the evaluators and the local order of knight’s grandmaster, and the Dorchester Council of Le...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.97 (212)

General Branson felt the tension he’d been carrying in his shoulders finally relax as he listened to the council reacting to his news just as he’d hoped they would.

He’d called the emergency meeting they were having the moment he heard about the conclusion of the surface battle against the kobalds. While news of the victory would of course be well received, the details of how that win had happened were cause for concern. And with the order’s investigators pouring t...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.96 (211)

Commander Dahl’s frown was so pronounced that it looked like he was squinting. As a result, everyone in the command tent was on edge.

Aides, captains, and support mages were moving around the room in a hurry, each one doing their best to get a handle on the situation. Their limited experience with war on this scale was made clear by how poorly they were dealing with the unexpected.

Unable to turn away from the blurry and confusing holographic display, Commander Dahl rapidly cycl...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.95 (210)

After watching Lord Walker charge the kobald lines and subsequently run right past them, Academian Quincy found himself thoroughly confused. Judging by the waves of disbelief echoing across the connection he shared with the other evaluators, he wasn’t the only one who was having trouble understanding what he was seeing.

Without any conceivable grander purpose, Lord Walker continued deeper into the enemy force, seemingly immune to any and all damage he was recieving. If he didn’t kno...

Nero Walker, Book 3 Ch.94 (209)

Hovering above the battlefield, the evaluators followed Lord Walker as he made his way through the troops. They watched as he occasionally used his clever interpretation of an ‘earthen wall’ spell to raise himself up so he could adjust his course.

“Why doesn’t he just do a quick scry? He knows how right?” asked Scholar Idrius.

Academian Quincy snorted in amusement. “You know he does. But, considering the fact that he’s probably powering all his spel...