>>5686946Art: Arvind Dani (
https://pixels.com/featured/rice-farming-arvind-dani.html)
Alt-text: Watercolor painting of three people farming rice in a large field. Three shacks and a mountain range are visible in the background
You have a day to prep for the Fountain Guild coming tomorrow.
You just have to make a quick stop by your hutt, take a little power nap, and...
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You have half a day to prep for the Fountain Guild coming tomorrow.
If these guys are really the hot shit everyone says, if they like beef you should be prepared.
It’s time to take a tour of the village and see what they can offer if shit went down.
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The Bar: Shockingly not the worst place you’ve drunk in. It’s still barely more than a shack and its walls look like it would fall to a light breeze. Drinks are so weak you needed three of them just to stay jag.
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Āŋa’s farm: A few run-down small shacks for sleeping in and storing grain, the rest is just mud and grass as far as the eye can see.
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Īra’s farm: A few run-down small shacks for sleeping in and storing grain, the rest is just mud and grass as far as the eye can see.
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Kīla’s Farm: The exact same fucking thing. You swear the moment you get your own place you’re burning down every blade of grass in sight.
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“So Oh-ra, what leverage do you have in The Plains against these irrahz Guilds?
Ōra: Besides farming? Nothing. No wealth, no weapons.
“No power.”
For the first time, Ōra DOESN’T smile back at whatever came from your mouth.
They put a hand on their chest and gesture to the other farms.
Ōra: We ñiēþ power.
It may just be the hangover kicking in, but you think you actually understand.
“Yeah. You ARE the power.”
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You spend the night going over all possible scenarios. Just like Papa Kāne taught you back in your hanabata days.
The drop-off point is bare-ass naked. No trees or hills for any cover.
The Fountain Guild is so rich they show up with TWO boats to fill with shit and they always have an Anyat... Servant of Freedom with them as muscle.
The village has the numbers advantage.
But if they try anything, even if the death cultist bodyguard doesn't gut ALL of them like fish, the Guild can always cut off their water.
How the hell did your family deal with shit like this all day? Oh right, drugs. Just a little bit of dreamdoor to ease the nerves and...
