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The New Marshal's Office (ONE)
Inyigo Cognito and his MANY allies sat within the depths of one of the great WAR BOATS in the fleet of the Penumbra. In the room with them were a dozen or more servants, all quickly bringing them a variety of fruits. Some were bananas, others were coconuts, mangos, and more.
It's a good thing the Isle of the Mastabas is full of fruit. Skirvy is no way to die one lord said while chewing contently on some fruit.
Mmm yes. Lord Cognito, do you think they'll be happy with the land they've taken from you? another asked.
Cognito laughed at this. Oh, I'm sure they'll love perpetual winter and 6 months of darkness. Regardless, we are gathered here today to fulfill a great, pending need. These heathen lot seem to feel that this war is like any other. They think there will be a beginning, a middle, and an end.
Well, there may be an end Cognito said with a smile, but it's a rather bloody one that no child should witness. In the mean time, this heathen lot needs to be marshaled. They need someone to lay down strict laws to help them live. They need to be educated. So it is my proposal that a new branch of the Marshal's Office be constructed on the Isle of the Mastabas! In fact Cognito said as he stood from his seat and walked up a flight of stairs to the decks above, I have already initiated the construction.
The lords of the ONE rose and followed Cognito to aft bow. Below them, two dozen slave workers were constructing a two story building! They were carrying in metal bars for jail cells, wooden bars for alcohol, and a wide arsonal of weapons to better regulate the heathen threat with!
So let this be a sign! The Office has returned, and we shall regulate every last one of these heathen scum until they either find Foret, or find the end of our blades!
Cognito handed 9 badges to his 9 allies. He walked into another room, made a gesture, and out came a tall young man of mixed decesent, apparently human and orcish. He held a gigantic sword in one hand and a large axe in the other, and his eyes blazed red with religious ferver! Cognito pinned his Marshal's badge upon the man's chest.
This is Marshal Kemplar "The Crazed." He shall be my represenative in this savage land. Who will you select?
MANY are now ONE