Bartholomew

He knew he had a lot of enemies but he still had to see it for himself. He smiled as he came into view and a feeling of victory swelled within him. The feeling subsided quickly as he realized the battle was only beginning, the key was still no where to be found. It had slipped through his spies and eluded his armies.

"Isn't the destruction of these monks and their monastery most precious, my lord?" One of his mistresses asked.

He grinned, "Yes, but something isn't right about it. They have searched the catacombs and cleared them out as well, correct?"

The general to his left nodded, "And they did fight hard but they and the one they called Master Taldonis died fighting to protect the place."

"Good, by week's end we march on this nation's capitol city and in a few months we will toast to victory inside their palace walls."

If I can't have the key, I'll just take over the old fashioned way. It will cost more lives, but those are easy enough to come by.