- Joined
- Nov 6, 2020
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- Age
- 26
Throughout the night, flyers find their way onto various notice boards. A simple message.
One in rage strikes those who wish them best.
What was the Three Shots Brigade? A mission. One set on giving back to the masses what was taken by the few. To a point, it succeeded. But time soon saw it veering from the original purpose, harmed and threatened those who had no true quarrel, and forgotten those in need.
What was the Three Shots Brigade? Running astray. Victims were made of those undeserving. Ideals spread that were based in arrogance and blind rage. A wrong path taken. There is room for this Empire we call our home to grow for its people. But that route is one best taken by offering a hand first, rather than a bullet.
Thus, the Three Shots Brigade is no more. Cast to the flames, runaway ideals joining with it. From its ashes rise the Underhand.
The Underhand exists...
- to fight on behalf of the unreasonably oppressed, both Occult and Mundane.
- to advocate for aid and opportunity provided to the less fortunate citizens of the Empire.
- to keep in check those who would abuse the positions they are fortunate enough to hold.
The Underhand does not shirk from acknowledging past actions taken and will find penance. To those that still would continue to hunt—the Dictats of Regalia and the Consulian Order—you will be met.
- The Underhand
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Robinhood time, baby.
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