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====Reg captures Vlad====
====Reg captures Vlad====
Reg Margin was a ''[[morlock|Mohlok]]'' peasant who lived the salted fields between the ancient city of {{sal}} — more or less on the site of the modern Lehmangrad — and the Royal Forests of Bretton, backing onto the Ferrous Mountains. Being marshy badlands fed by the stinking runoffs from those darkened, misted hills, nothing much grows there and, like many of the local peasantry, Reg supplemented his meagre scratchings by poaching game from the royal hunting grounds in Bretton Woods.   
Reg Margin was a ''[[morlock|Mohlok]]'' peasant who lived the salted fields between the ancient city of {{sal}} — more or less on the site of the modern Lehmangrad — and the Royal Woodss of Bretton, backing onto the Ferrous Mountains. Being marshy badlands fed by the stinking runoffs from those darkened, misted hills, nothing much grows there and, like many of the local peasantry, Reg supplemented his meagre scratchings by poaching game from the royal hunting grounds in Bretton Woods.   


One day, when furtively checking his traps, he stumbled upon a strange intruder feasting on some stocks he had stolen from Reg’s own shorting cage — his long “longbox”.  
One day, when furtively checking his traps, he stumbled upon a strange intruder feasting on some stocks he had stolen from Reg’s own shorting cage — his long “longbox”.  
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“I am a victim too! The thief kidnapped ''me''. Reg here ''rescued'' me. He is a hero.”
“I am a victim too! The thief kidnapped ''me''. Reg here ''rescued'' me. He is a hero.”


The King’s guard show clemency and appoint Reg and Vlad to guard the forests which they do in return for a generous stipend. Vlad becomes Reg’s consigliere, for the cost of a portion of the King’s Rent (paid first of course). Vlad squirrels away his share, selling it at a mark-up to the other villagers who in turn pay fealty to reg, who pays a slice to Vlad.
The King’s guard show clemency and appoint Reg and Vlad to guard the Woodss which they do in return for a generous stipend. Vlad becomes Reg’s consigliere, for the cost of a portion of the King’s Rent (paid first of course). Vlad squirrels away his share, selling it at a mark-up to the other villagers who in turn pay fealty to reg, who pays a slice to Vlad.


Vlad in time persuades the villagers to mind the forest, persuading them for a small fee that they may enjoy the beauty and nature as long as they take nothing and keep an eye out for hunters and poachers.
Vlad in time persuades the villagers to mind the Woods, persuading them for a small fee that they may enjoy the beauty and nature as long as they take nothing and keep an eye out for hunters and poachers.


Vlad in the meantime ingratiates himself to the king, with fantastic but delusional presentations about the ''forward'' wealth of the kingdom, entitling him to a yet greater share of its present wealth, and warning him of great dangers in Romania, and encouraging the king to send his army into the Carpathians, where they are beset by brigands and vandals. One day Reg stumbles across the Synthæse.
Vlad in the meantime ingratiates himself to the king, with fantastic but delusional presentations about the ''forward'' wealth of the kingdom, entitling him to a yet greater share of its present wealth, and warning him of great dangers in Romania, and encouraging the king to send his army into the Carpathians, where they are beset by brigands and vandals. One day Reg stumbles across the Synthæse.


The children of the forest, had been watching from the shadows, they saw everything. They used their dispersed magic to create a great storm that destroyed Vlad’s short positions , which diffused and evaporated into the chill night air, as a spirit might ascend to heaven. The castle walls were wrecked, the fields ruined and the peasants from the salted badlands — the ''Mohlok'' people — were left to pick up the pieces and start again. Among their number was Daniel Grade,  
The children of the Woods, had been watching from the shadows, they saw everything. They used their dispersed magic to create a great storm that destroyed Vlad’s short positions , which diffused and evaporated into the chill night air, as a spirit might ascend to heaven. The castle walls were wrecked, the fields ruined and the peasants from the salted badlands — the ''Mohlok'' people — were left to pick up the pieces and start again. Among their number was Daniel Grade,  
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==Vlad and the Synthæse==
==Vlad and the Synthæse==
Reg is looking for stocks in the forest, but stumbles upon Vlad who has unwittingly killed a Synthæse.
Reg is looking for stocks in the Woods, but stumbles upon Vlad who has unwittingly killed a Synthæse.


Oh, no. Oh no, oh no.
Oh, no. Oh no, oh no.


From the trees, thousands of paid elof timid, grey eyes. Reg immediately falls to his knees genuflecting and apologising to the forest gods.
From the trees, thousands of paid elof timid, grey eyes. Reg immediately falls to his knees genuflecting and apologising to the Woods gods.




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Being both delicate and stupid they are easily crushed in the gears of progress, but, when taken as a group and their herding instinct allowed to run they can display seemingly magical powers of intuition, panic and destruction (these powers known as the “emergentiæ”). These powers are not present in the hands of a single wood-child, but amongst groups of them, when concerted and concentrated it can have devastating and unexpected consequences, even in the face of powerful military forces. Thus, the {{cotw}} inspire a peculiar mixture of pity, reverence, fear and respect.  
Being both delicate and stupid they are easily crushed in the gears of progress, but, when taken as a group and their herding instinct allowed to run they can display seemingly magical powers of intuition, panic and destruction (these powers known as the “emergentiæ”). These powers are not present in the hands of a single wood-child, but amongst groups of them, when concerted and concentrated it can have devastating and unexpected consequences, even in the face of powerful military forces. Thus, the {{cotw}} inspire a peculiar mixture of pity, reverence, fear and respect.  


They eschew all financial weaponry, dealing only in individual ''stoki'' (small rabbit-like creatures they hunt in the forest), but they have since become somewhat domesticated, supplementing and in many cases abandoning their traditional diet for a manufactured puree called “etievs” and “pensioni”, foodstuffs comprised of real woodland harvest made for them by the Mohloki.
They eschew all financial weaponry, dealing only in individual ''stoki'' (small rabbit-like creatures they hunt in the Woods), but they have since become somewhat domesticated, supplementing and in many cases abandoning their traditional diet for a manufactured puree called “etievs” and “pensioni”, foodstuffs comprised of real woodland harvest made for them by the Mohloki.


In light of their delicate but dangerous nature, by regal proclamation the {{cotw}} are to be kept separated, confused, uneducated, and in a perpetual state of disarray and bafflement and conflict with each other such that they do not coordinate. By the same token they are to be protected by royal decree, above all other civil and military priorities and may not be hunted or exploited, except be special kid glove ministeria set up for the sole purpose.
In light of their delicate but dangerous nature, by regal proclamation the {{cotw}} are to be kept separated, confused, uneducated, and in a perpetual state of disarray and bafflement and conflict with each other such that they do not coordinate. By the same token they are to be protected by royal decree, above all other civil and military priorities and may not be hunted or exploited, except be special kid glove ministeria set up for the sole purpose.


In the castle the Mohloki are fed an articulated slop comprising commercially harvested stocks and bonds, bones, brains,  testicles, hallucinogenic juice of mushrooms which are designed to be, or at least give the impression of being,  super nutritious — but periodically are riven with toxins and bacteria causing sudden, widespread bouts of dissentry, meningitis or even death. The Lanchmani — the ruling class, do not eat this slop but extract a creamy essence off the first batch - before it had a chance to go off - and eat that. It is a much prized delicacy.
In the castle the Mohloki are fed an articulated slop comprising commercially harvested stocks and bonds, bones, brains,  testicles, hallucinogenic juice of mushrooms which are designed to be, or at least give the impression of being,  super nutritious — but periodically are riven with toxins and bacteria causing sudden, widespread bouts of dissentry, meningitis or even death. The Lanchmani — the ruling class, do not eat this slop but extract a creamy essence off the first batch - before it had a chance to go off - and eat that. It is a much prized delicacy.