Just to show how RK can take off from under your feet, I somehow ended up leading a group of Whithorn Rangers to Kirk. Here we are, a bunch of farmer militia from over the hills, patrolling the strange streets of Kirk and trying to keep the locals from tearing each other apart as they get over the shock of having their town hall overrun by thieves and subsequently trashed and looted. Not a pretty sight.
And while all that's happening outside, I'm aiding negotiations between the factions inside. Talk about a strange situation.
And to think it all started out as a regular monthly two day patrol to nearby Wigtown.
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