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Souldefences is now balanced on a razor's edge, at risk not from threats from without, but those from within. It began with the latest tigerman invasion. Two of our citizens, beloved to many, were caught outside the walls and torn to pieces.Though we fended off the invasion, the seeds of doubt had been planted. People started to get angry. Can the military really keep us safe? One man in particular, a lesser cook named Zappa, began to crack and break down. He spent days on end tantruming at the altar of Dazed Bolterpursuer, god of valor in the chapel. Then one day he just sort of cracked. Something in his mind snapped, and he flew into a mad rage from which there was no return.
Unfortunately for him Anon3, captain of the guard was also there in the chapel. Anon3 put him down like a mad dog with practiced ease, spilling his blood and teeth across the chapel floor. The priestess called for an end to the madness but it was too late, Zappa had been killed.
Predictably, this made things even worse. Talks of dissent spread like wildfire, even people in the militia were getting angry. And in times of strife this sort of shit falls squarely in the lap of the ruling class.
Stickymayhem sat in his office, wondering how best to quell this dissent and prevent a full scale revolution. Anon3 and his squad of fighters were paraded through the streets as a show of force, both to remind the people they were protected and to remind them of the price of mutiny.
These are pretty fucking uncertain times.
@stan the pink thing is a generic clothing item icon, it is a pile of gear from a dead caravan guard. Items are auto forbidden when dropped by dead people, so no one picked it up.
