Dignity 15 – Prologue
I sat at my desk, crumbling up another paper to toss in the trash with the rest of them. Failed ideas, all of them. I needed something good for Season 15, something that would reignite the spark in Dignity’s fans and create that new flicker in the newcomers that have never heard of Dignity.
I thought of interviewing the players, but the past interviews were already archived. Anyone can look through that information.
I thought of writing out the events of the season, game by game, and getting the player’s perspectives on the events that unfolded. It sounded good, maybe for the next season. But I needed something original. Something to help the players stand out.
I let out a deep sigh, choosing instead to give up for the day. I needed to go home. Needed to be with my wife. She was aging so much faster than I expected. Maybe that’s why humans don’t usually start relationships with goblins. I stood up, reached for my coat off the rack…
…and was suddenly in Grandiose Majesty’s Magic Shop, my outstretched arm squeezing High Mage Teloran’s… left shirt pocket. The bright light that summoned me faded out. I hurriedly let go of the elf and he straightened his robes.
Teloran said, “Calm down, Alan.”
From behind me, the other High Mage twin, Kelowan said, “We teleported you here.”
Teloran said, “We have been working on something…”
Kelowan said, “To help bring the players of Dignity back to the hearts of the fans.”
I took a step to the side, to get out from between them and bring the two High Mages into view. They looked nearly identical. Long flowing white blond hair, white and gold robes. But they wore differing amulets. Teloran’s was gold and red. Kelowan’s, silver and blue.
It wasn’t the first time the mages summoned me to their magic shop, and it likely wouldn’t be the last. I tried to explain why they shouldn’t teleport people without their permission, but when it comes to humans, they just seem to forget that we get any kind of say in how our life goes. It wasn’t just the High Mages either, all of Dignity seemed to function that way. They only considered the feelings of other elves. …no, strike that. Other High Elves.
Now that my wits were restored, I said. “What did you have in mind?”
Both mages handed me an item. In Keloran’s hand was an earring, silver, with a blue crystal that would dangle loosely. In Teloran’s was a gold circlet, with a red ruby embedded in the forehead. In unison, the mages said, “We made these for you. And for Dignity.”
I accepted the items, puzzled. “Um… thanks..?”
Kelowan said. “My brother will demonstrate.”
Teloran placed the golden circlet on his forehead.
Kelowan said, “And you need to put on this earring.”
“Wait,” I said, pulling away. “My ear isn’t…”
A flash of light. A pin prick on my ear. “Ow!”
And a dull throb that would continue for days.
“Now it is,” Kelowan said.
CAN YOU HEAR ME?
The voice was clearly Teloran’s, but it came into my mind, not my ears.
“I think he heard you,” Kelowan said.
MY TWIN BROTHER IS SO HANDSOME.
“Yeah,” I said. “I can hear you.”
“Fantastic,” Kelowan said. “We want you to use these…”
Teloran said, “To share the inner thoughts of (LETS GET THIS OVER WITH. THE HUMAN STINKS.) the members of Dignity.”
“We are sure the fans want to know what they are thinking.”
“Heck, I want to know what Eccentric is thinking.”
GAH! IT’S SO GROSS! DOES HE EVEN SHOWER?
“What do you think, Alan?”
“Will the people like it?”
“I’m sure they will,” I said.
GOOD, THEN GET OUT OF MY SHOP!
I’m sure I rolled my eyes and let out another sigh. Would the people like it? Sure. But I was going to find out what all of the team members thought of me. …well, I guessed that it wouldn’t be too bad, I doubted their thoughts would surprise me.
With a complete lack of excitement, I mumbled, “This is going to be fun.”
BROTHER, HE SMELLS SO GRO…. OOH, I HAVE THE MOST HANDSOME BROTHER EVER.
Kelowan said, “Hand him the circlet, Brother. Let’s let Alan continue on his way.”
YES, FINALLY. “Aw, that’s too bad. I was hoping we could have some tea,” Teloran said, removing the circlet and handing it to me.
“Perhaps some other time,” I said, as blunt as I could manage.
This is going to suck, I thought to myself as I accepted the circlet. I hope the fans appreciate it.