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avante en garde
[ Everything fades to black...and you awaken in a chapel.
You're wearing bloodstained versions of your uniform, and a newspaper informs you that you are currently in %COUNTRYNAME% in the year %CONTEMPORARY%+1. The newspaper is otherwise actually fairly unhelpful, aside from something detailing the results of a recent attempt at revolt in a city in %COUNTRYNAME%: worker’s success at managing a nearby gold mine led to dreams of every man being a king - the revolutionaries may have been successful had it not been for a concurrent jailbreak and mass slaughter putting local authorities on alert, buying time for military intervention - the town was nearly leveled to the ground, with few survivors.
But you seem to remember - you survived, didn’t you? You were the rioters.
...Also, below the main headline about the failed revolution, there's something about Those Who Crave Hands? Huh. You were them too, weren't you?
Anyways, you've got marketing to do! ]
You're wearing bloodstained versions of your uniform, and a newspaper informs you that you are currently in %COUNTRYNAME% in the year %CONTEMPORARY%+1. The newspaper is otherwise actually fairly unhelpful, aside from something detailing the results of a recent attempt at revolt in a city in %COUNTRYNAME%: worker’s success at managing a nearby gold mine led to dreams of every man being a king - the revolutionaries may have been successful had it not been for a concurrent jailbreak and mass slaughter putting local authorities on alert, buying time for military intervention - the town was nearly leveled to the ground, with few survivors.
But you seem to remember - you survived, didn’t you? You were the rioters.
...Also, below the main headline about the failed revolution, there's something about Those Who Crave Hands? Huh. You were them too, weren't you?
Anyways, you've got marketing to do! ]
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[Huffs and goes back to brooding off in the other direction]