The Great Sage, Dutchy had come to his God, King, and Emperor of the Legion and wish to talk about the affairs of the land. He told Jimmy:
look mate, the Legion is doing well, and your gotten old, your eyes look tired, I think it’s time for you to take the trip North. The old Emperor pondered to himself for a time before replying.
Dutchy, I think your right; I’ll take the trip North. No longer shall the Legionaries need there God -King. Dutchy said,
Jimmy mate, time for you get married to the Lady of the Free City of Reyvadin. I know ya been calling her your wife, but it’s time for the wedding. Fair enough Jimmy said.
Bring me the old banner to travel with;
The men looked at the old banner, pondered for a few minutes.
Dutchy I think I shall take this to the men of the North for their protection of this old banner. And let it lay at the Keep of Ismirala after spending time in Reyvadin for my honeymoon. Rally my Bannermen and tell them to wear crest of the boar. Remember Jimmy, Dutchy reminded him that we had started off as a successfully Rebellion against tyrant men and a decent High King and fought to the last man when called for. He reassured Jimmy that the Legion will be fine without its God-King. Dutchy whispered to Jimmy:
don't forget, the crown of the Emperor will always rest on your head. Signed,
God, King, Emperor,
Jimmy III
Legionaries shall reform with Dutchy, while Jimmy shall go with the wind.
