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The War of Tunnel and Claw

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A missive sits; pinned to the entrance of each sewer tunnel, underway and caven-grotto. Translated for the benefit of those it sought to give heed, of the coming hostilities of war. 

 

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Nezukai Kikurage, Shochō of the noble clan Nezukai, Red Samurai of Sakuragakure, puts forth this missive with a stalwart and resolute heart. Our ancestor built these sewers, his essence and spirit woven into every brick, every tunnel. The great Doku-Doku, first of our kind, fashioned these sacred halls for us, the rat people, with the mandate to protect and preserve them for all time. It is a legacy we honour and a duty we uphold with unwavering commitment.

Less than ten years ago, in the spirit of peace, mutual respect and positive Kani, we extended a VERY generous offer to you, the Wonk people. We proposed a pact of peace, requesting that you vacate our ancestral sewers and cease your squatting upon our sacred territory. This offer, given with an open hand, was submitted in good faith, to prevent conflict and foster harmony between our races.

Yet, your disrespect of this peace deal, your audacious decision to remain in our sewers, and attack the very Shochō of clan Nezukai has left us with no choice but to defend our birthright, and purge all that croaks within the sewers. The time for talk has long since passed. Now, the clashing of blades and the cries of war will echo through these tunnels.

Hear me well, Wonk people: there will be no mercy. You have defiled our heritage, disrespected our ancestors, and spurned our peaceful coexistence. The wrath of the Nezukai clan will descend upon you with the force of a thousand floods. The sewers will flow with the blood and slime of those who dare to challenge the rightful descendants of Doku-Doku. And the feet of every slain wonk will decorate our gates as a warning for other swamp dwelling dregs that would see to usurp our sewer home.

Prepare yourselves, for the coming war is inevitable. We will reclaim what is ours, and we will honour the sacrifice and eternal service of the great Doku-Doku with the justice and ferocity he entrusted to us. The Nezukai clan shall prevail, as it has vowed to do so, guided by honour, duty, and the unbreakable bond of our shared heritage.

Let this missive serve as your final notification. There will be no time to flee, there will be no further negotiations. The choice, Wonk people, was yours to make, and now the time of peace has passed. 

 

The time of Tunnel and Claw has come.

Nezukai Kikurage

Shochō of the noble clan Nezukai

Red Samurai of Sakuragakure

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Just an outline of the war to come between the rat musin, and the wonks of the sewers - if you have wonks in your sewers, kiku and his friends are coming for em!

 

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"It's whatever the hell they're putting in the water!" raved Calias as he slammed a fist on his desk and began to wave his staff wildly. "I don't like those damn southerners putting alchemicals in the water that turn the damn frogs sentient." He looked over to Conan-Thegn, ( @M1919 ) hoping for some support. "Do you understand that?"

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24 minutes ago, Orlanth said:

 

 

"Need more mon, need more alchemy," Industry had no time for the humanitarian concerns of Braevosians continent wide - there was a campaign to win and money to be earned through the spirit of innovation.

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"Hm, I have yet to study a Wonk. Maybe I can get a corpse of one somehow for my studies?" An albino ker said as she read it and thought for a bit as she tried to focus on the flower she had made before her that sat in an pot with soil.

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A Saki-Gaki surface-dweller stumbled upon a crumbled up copy of the missive in a back-alley, musing to himself.

"I remember an Auvergnese gaijin teaching me how to cook frog leg... it cost way too many mon but it tasted sugoi. Maybe it will be cheaper after this?"

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Spatchooli screams in dismay as his sewer-lair is discovered by military patrols of frog-men and musinians alike!

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