Biweekly Item-The Throne Shoes

A confederacy of giant tribes once formed a broad civilization that might be hard for those who have met primitive and isolated giants of today to envision. In this culture, shoes were highly valued and were often a symbol of affluence and power with the wealthy having a pair of shoes for every conceivable activity. It is written that a common phrase among them was “in the right pair of shoes” when the viability of an action was questioned or a challenge was issued. It is fitting that shoes played such a role in the fall of their civilization, but before that, the rise of a king.

It was the tradition of the confederacy of tribes that their chiefs meet each year to air their differences and resolve conflicts, always in the home of one of the chiefs. One year, the chiefs arrived at the appointed home to find the chief of it sitting upon a mighty throne from which he greeted them. Upon his feet were shoes more magnificent than they had ever seen. He declared that with his powerful shoes, he could rule all of the tribes together with closer attention than the various chiefs currently managed.

The chiefs of course doubted this, but the ambitious chief quickly convinced them with revelations about their domains that could not have come by mere spycraft, described in detail that did not seem second hand. The chief could see that they were beginning to believe and gave them one final proof. He closed his eyes for a long while and when he opened them again gave to each other chief a report of current affairs in their tribes that were weighing on them, each more present than the chief’s best information.

Astonished and afraid, the chiefs did not immediately reject his claim to total rulership over the confederacy, but they each desired the shoes for themselves. They were informed by their servants that the shoes had remained before the throne in plain view and each plotted to steal them.

This the ambitious chief had anticipated, for the shoes could not be stolen. They were as solidly a part of the throne room as the floor itself and all efforts to obtain them failed until all of the chiefs had been imprisoned (without the knowledge of the others). Some suffered death for their crime, but most escaped the penalty by volunteering their tribes in exchange for their lives.

It was not long before rumor of the powers the shoes possessed permeated the kingdom. The giants chafed under their new tyrant, but the shoes foiled each plot to remove him before it could bear fruit. Eventually, the paranoia among the giants grew so great that they durst not speak one to another even in their own beds. Within two generations of kings, the giant language was forgotten and their society no more.

The Throne Shoes still stand before the throne in the hall of giant king, if the stories are true. It is said that when wearing them, a man can project his consciousness to a place known to him. The projection can move at 2*Wisdom feet per second. The wearer can see and hear as if present. The projection can have only a minor impact on the world (such as turning petals in a pool, rattling leaves, or making a subtle, inarticulate sound) but cannot be seen or heard.

This item has a somewhat unusual genesis (and then I got carried away). I believe the simplest explanation is to say that I was watching 10th Kingdom and saw how prominently the troll king displayed his magic shoes and it reminded me of Lindybeige’s video about beds and how a very fancy bed might be set up in a receiving area for impressiveness. Well, why not the same, but with shoes!

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