![]() ![]() Other shipments were cooked by the chefs of the merchants and served to the rowdy mob they called an army, barely held together even while the food was plentiful. The carcasses were then carved, and the produce was shipped to the feasting tables of the nobles that ate all they could eat, while the common people in the streets of the slums outside the noble’s elegant manors, (legends say were made of solid gold, though long since reduced to slag and smelted into bullets as the fires of war reached them) lived off of scraps left over from the scraps discarded from anything that wasn’t eaten during the grand feats of the church, and in worse times, off of there brothers and sisters who died in the streets. It is not known who stood tall, bloodied and beaten after every flag fell, and every mill burned to cinders, but what was known was that those who still prospered, were none other than the sub-species which had lived in slavery, where they farmed what was to the citizens viewed as no more than a weed, before it was carted off to ghristmills, where it was forced down the throat of rows of restrained fattened up until they were thrice the size of those working the fields, and then slaughtered in pools of their brethren's blood. The 4 factions grew weaker and weaker, until an all out final battle for the survival of the factions was waged, that lasted for many days across a cratered and barren battlescape. A revolution started progress, a second wave of chaos broke out across the country, as the four factions clashed and burned cities, vying for supremacy, and the dream of never going hungry again.Īs the war burned through the country like an unkept wildfire, the fanatical nobles broke their long standing pacts with the private enforcers after they discovered the nobles were cheating the system that was supposed to include all in the kingdom, no matter their status, and the alliance between the merchants and masses crumbled after many disagreements and competition for an ever shrinking supply of food. The masses meanwhile, fought amongst themselves, surviving purely by stealing from those who aren’t able to protect the scraps and morsels of food provided to them through the nobles’ generosity and provided portions that keep them living from day to day, with some folk even being driven so far as to eat those who fall over dead in the streets. Though the merchants and masses were not without sin, as the merchants slaughtered and farmed what society considered a race of lower life forms in a life worse than slavery, who were viewed below even criminals due to their dim-witted appearance and being the only group foolish enough to live off of a source of nutrients other than the meat that all citizens ate. ![]() An uprising of merchants, whose breweries and ghristmills produced and processed the meat that the nobles provided, unhappy with being left only the scraps that were not luxurious enough to be presented on the nobles tables, and were supported by an unstable union of the working class, who starved in the streets after being driven off their land simply for the pleasure of the fanatical nobility, only to be dragged off to the kitchens to become the rations for the private police that were the very ones who abused any who would dare stand before them, with a flappable excuse of protecting the peace. The nobles were uneasily allied with a tyrannical private police force that kept the kingdom and masses in check from the shadows, with a rule of fear and brutality. They held power in the kingdom by living as a part of a corrupt church, that supplied the kingdom with food that kept it from crumbling, holding feasts in which a lottery picked the names of an unlucky few that became the meat that the nobles provided. ![]() ![]() The fanatical nobles who lived as much as they could eat in times of starvation, yet they still hungered, not for food, but rather the power that the ruling class held in society. This climatic overnight change, or “The Fall” as historians today refer to it, was the start of an era of war. Cities were crushed into rubble beneath the feet of mobs, and smoke stuffed the skies of the kingdom as factions who had bided their time for decades arose to take what was left of a country that had prospered for centuries, only to be toppled in one short, short day. All remember the day when then the Tsarina fell. ![]()
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