Welcome to The Dirge…
This little corner of hell will not be welcoming to you, you will not have any sympathy nor pity in this land. We have a few rooms and board here, but only if you’re willing to push your weight around and do things to better yourself and those who lord over you. In this land, might is right. If you’re a part of this colony then you are a part of the food chain. You are ruled over by those who are stronger than you, you will rule over those who you are stronger than, this is a land of survival and nothing less, nothing more.
As you can see there is little around here but radiated soil, nothing grows here. The land only takes, it will take the water from your body, it will take the flesh off your bones and it will take the sanity from your soul. Tar pits dot the landscape and ruins of former villages and settlements become havens for those who band together to survive. Those separate gangs come together to challenge each other for what little there is in this damned hole in the world, around here there is on individual who pulls the scum together and gets them to cooperate on occasion, though these usually don’t last long before others raise up to try and take the power that is flaunted over them. This will ultimately lead to these truces to break down and devolve into infighting and chaos once again.
And we wouldn’t have it any other way.
This little corner of hell will not be welcoming to you, you will not have any sympathy nor pity in this land. We have a few rooms and board here, but only if you’re willing to push your weight around and do things to better yourself and those who lord over you. In this land, might is right. If you’re a part of this colony then you are a part of the food chain. You are ruled over by those who are stronger than you, you will rule over those who you are stronger than, this is a land of survival and nothing less, nothing more.
As you can see there is little around here but radiated soil, nothing grows here. The land only takes, it will take the water from your body, it will take the flesh off your bones and it will take the sanity from your soul. Tar pits dot the landscape and ruins of former villages and settlements become havens for those who band together to survive. Those separate gangs come together to challenge each other for what little there is in this damned hole in the world, around here there is on individual who pulls the scum together and gets them to cooperate on occasion, though these usually don’t last long before others raise up to try and take the power that is flaunted over them. This will ultimately lead to these truces to break down and devolve into infighting and chaos once again.
And we wouldn’t have it any other way.
