TYR

Tyr
Tyr is ruled by the sorcerer-king Kalak, who calls
himself simply King Kalak or, as he sometimes pre-
fers to be addressed, the Tyrant of Tyr. A prag-
matic and ruthless man, Kalak is perhaps the most
honest of all sorcerer-kings. He rules by the might of
his magic and tremendous psionic powers, placing
his own security and the stability of Tyr above all
other considerations.
If Kalak’s attitude seems unjust or inequitable, it
is at least predictable. The residents of his city un-
derstand that the best way to insure their own sur-
vival is to do what benefits Kalak. The surest way to
find themselves working in the slave pits is to oppose
Kalak’s will. As a consequence, Tyrian society has
functioned very efficiently for the thousand years
that Kalak has ruled the city.
The Tyrant of Tyr has always made his home in a
magnificent palace adjacent to the gladiatorial sta-
dium. The eastern wall of this palace overlooks the
arena itself. During the games, Kalak himself can
often be seen sitting on one of the hundred balco-
nies that overlook the arena, accompanied by a
handful of templars and other favorites.
Of late, old King Kalak seems to have become
senile. For the past twenty years, he has diverted
much of the city’s slave labor to building a mighty
ziggurat (directly across the arena from his palace),
claiming that it will protect Tyr from attacks by the
dragon. At first, the nobles were tolerant of his folly,
for the burden it placed on them was not great.
Over the last year, however, Kalak has grown frantic
to finish the massive structure, appropriating so
many slaves that there is almost nobody left to work
the fields.
Kalak has also taken the slaves out of the mines,
completely shutting down iron production. This has
caused the city’s economy to crash, leaving mer-
chant and noble alike destitute. The slaves are
starving, and even free craftsmen receive only mea-
ger grain rations in return for their services-and
then only if their work contributes directly to the
construction of the ziggurat.
To make matters worse, other cities that depend
upon imports of Tyr’s raw iron to supplement their
economies are up in arms. Many of them, most no-
tably Urik and Raam, have sent emissaries to King
Kalak with rave warnings concerning the conse-
quences of failing to resume iron production.
Can it be any wonder that in their private gather-
ings, nobles are whispering plans of rebellion and
that merchants are fleeing the city in droves? Surely,
even the iron grip of the templars cannot keep the
city from erupting into a violent inferno for much
longer.
When the final battle comes, it will be a terrible
thing. The Royal Guard consists of two thousand
mercenaries led by five hundred half-giants and Ka-
lak’s loyal templars. In fact, the latter are all armed
with steel swords. Against them will be arrayed the
varied armies of the nobles-who are far superior in
number, if not armament. Considering the advan-
tages of Kalak’s magic, the contest will be a close
one. Ironically, it may well be decided by the lowliest
of all Tyr’s citizens, the slaves.

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