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  1. THE GREAT DU LOC INFERNO 4 Mensis Godfreditis, 2A45 It was a day like any other in Du Loc. The birds chirped with glee while the citizens screamed out in mental anguish. For a year or more the madness of the city had been growing with indifference; the citizenry often spoke of Aengul-Daemonica, Palebeasts, Dragonmen and all sorts of kindred venal beings. It was the cryptid Moth-Man, however, who foretold of doom. With the Du Loc Boogie came the loss of mental competence. Disaster was certainly on the horizon. And so it was that disaster came. A humble priest ventured into the bustling marbled metropolis that was Du Loc seeking to redeem the elusive and prized “Brae Buck”. For years this cryptic currency had lain dormant, a mere scheme hatched by Lord Brae and the Banker Union to siphon mina from the citizenry when they sought to exchange their coin for useless paper. Lord Brae was witty, refusing to give in to the priest’s desires for monetary exchange- at least, he was witty until a woman of the East came bearing a sack full of Star-Steel. She had whiffed the oncoming economic bubble that were Brae Bucks and sought to provide them a basis of value by backing them with the Star-Steel Standard. In but a moment Brae Bucks transformed from a worthless piece of paper into something truly valuable. Quentin was cornered. Immediately, the Eastern Woman demanded that she be permitted to purchase Quentin’s Roof. Quentin obliged because he was a believer in the free market. This sealed his fate. Soon everyone in the town sought to redeem their Brae Bucks - it was a frenzy. The citizenry demanded recompense which Lord Brae knew he could not provide. The Banker Union made their appearance, attempting to assure the populace that the bubble was destined to pop and that the Wheat Standard was a more stable basis for Du Locian currency. This INFURIATED the crowd. Shouts of hanging and destruction ensued. The Banker fled to take as much gold as he could before vacating the citizenry entirely. The crowd set ablaze to the bank, shouting “Kill the Bankers!”. Ker and Men alike swarmed into the inferno to fill their pockets with valuable coins, oblivious to the disaster unfolding. The decorative banners connecting the bank to the rest of the town caught spark and ignited; soon, the entire town was burning. It was the greatest catastrophe to have ever occurred in the history of descendent-kind. Du Loc lay in ash, burnt by the greed and wroth of its own citizenry. A Hyspian wept, Lectors barked out in defiance and Lord Brae accelerated his descent into madness. The doom foretold by the Moth Man now came to bare. Du Loc is Dead - Long Live Nu Loc.
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