>>5684076>art: Anonymous wal carvers of Kemet c.1422-1390 BC>Alt-text: Wall scribed in Kemet measuring and recording a grain harvestThe next day, you, 6 Knife, and your squad crawl out of bed, scrape the dried mud and shit off your skin and follow Ōra and the rest of the farmers down the road.
The Gardener Guild come down the river in a boat nowhere near as good as yours, but still better than the garbage the pirates were sailing.
It’s five people, one looks like the boss and three seem to be workers. The last one holds a stone axe. They must be the muscle.
But you can see in their eyes, violence is just a gig for them. Not a way of life like with 6.
They might be able to fuck up a farmer or one of your squad members, but they’d be no match for your “Servant of Freedom.”
Gardener: Sirnelne jacālāe kā.
One by one, the farmers haul sacks of hard-worked grain and start walking them over to Gardener.
What do you do?
>Offer to make a deal with the Gardeners>Tell the Gardeners they aren’t getting any payment>Let the farmers pay the Gardeners. 