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7/24/2025, 12:14:03 PM
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>>6279669
>>6279672
Gather 'round, gather all that can hear me now. For there is a tale to tell. Once but twice a decade halved stood some people thinkin' free. They said, "there be the north o' prime waters and fertile grounds and this here gas be our ticket to it." However, not all understood their vision. Some, be sayin' that the gas weren't theirs to be keepin'. Some said that the gas belonged to the raiders in the wasteland. But, as we all know. None be sayin' nothing to our king. He stood high up on the crown of a hill and said death was all they'll be takin' with 'em. And, so he let sore a piece of magic metal he forged from the meanest and nastiest war rig to have ever breathed fire and pain on the roads. And, it flew. Straight through the skull of every bastard that blocked their way. And, with it he done birthed the northern tribe. So, that no one ever forgot. He told us the tail and made sure we weren't slack in the tellin' to our little uns.
The founding of the Northern Tribe's story is told to you over the course of several weeks of song and dance. Festivities and clean booze like you haven't had since before the fall blur your days and nights to into a soporific haze. By the end of it you find yourself, Five Fingers, Drag Ass, and Frisky sitting before the lord of the north. He's built like a brick shit house, looks quicker than Five Fingers, and almost as mean as you. His terms are simple. Fresh shipments of gas for right to travel along his portion of the highway, and priority bid on trade goods. In exchange, he'll supply water, grain, and livestock the likes the rest of the Wasteland can't even support any longer. You and Five Fingers, however, are given a direct invitation, which can't be turned down. You must bed either his daughters or the next highest knights women and get them pregnant. Or, there can be no guarantee of peace. No lasting truce. Your blood is strong the Northern Tribes lives off of strong blood. This obligation will take some time. Possibly months of "hard work." Might open up some fresh raiders to move in on areas you've already claimed. Or, it might let you grow your war party to something truly epic in scope. Enough to take on and destroy one of the big three. Your choice to take the risk.
>Agree to his terms
>Walk on them
>>6279669
>>6279672
Gather 'round, gather all that can hear me now. For there is a tale to tell. Once but twice a decade halved stood some people thinkin' free. They said, "there be the north o' prime waters and fertile grounds and this here gas be our ticket to it." However, not all understood their vision. Some, be sayin' that the gas weren't theirs to be keepin'. Some said that the gas belonged to the raiders in the wasteland. But, as we all know. None be sayin' nothing to our king. He stood high up on the crown of a hill and said death was all they'll be takin' with 'em. And, so he let sore a piece of magic metal he forged from the meanest and nastiest war rig to have ever breathed fire and pain on the roads. And, it flew. Straight through the skull of every bastard that blocked their way. And, with it he done birthed the northern tribe. So, that no one ever forgot. He told us the tail and made sure we weren't slack in the tellin' to our little uns.
The founding of the Northern Tribe's story is told to you over the course of several weeks of song and dance. Festivities and clean booze like you haven't had since before the fall blur your days and nights to into a soporific haze. By the end of it you find yourself, Five Fingers, Drag Ass, and Frisky sitting before the lord of the north. He's built like a brick shit house, looks quicker than Five Fingers, and almost as mean as you. His terms are simple. Fresh shipments of gas for right to travel along his portion of the highway, and priority bid on trade goods. In exchange, he'll supply water, grain, and livestock the likes the rest of the Wasteland can't even support any longer. You and Five Fingers, however, are given a direct invitation, which can't be turned down. You must bed either his daughters or the next highest knights women and get them pregnant. Or, there can be no guarantee of peace. No lasting truce. Your blood is strong the Northern Tribes lives off of strong blood. This obligation will take some time. Possibly months of "hard work." Might open up some fresh raiders to move in on areas you've already claimed. Or, it might let you grow your war party to something truly epic in scope. Enough to take on and destroy one of the big three. Your choice to take the risk.
>Agree to his terms
>Walk on them
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